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Du Bois, W. E. B. (William Edward Burghardt), 1868-1963

"The Quest of the Silver Fleece A Novel"

Now, I know the disadvantages and wrongs
which black men in this land are suffering. I believe the Republicans
ought to do more to defend them, and I'm satisfied they will; but I
doubt if the way to get Negro rights is to vote for those who took them
away."
"I agree with you perfectly," said Bles.
"I understand you do, and that you made an unusually fine speech on the
subject the other night."
"Thank you, sir." This was a good deal more than Bles had expected, and
he was embarrassed.
"Well, now, we think you're just the man to take the stump during
September and October and convince the colored people of their real
interests."
"I doubt if I could, sir; I'm not a speaker. In fact, that was my first
public speech."
"So much the better. Are you willing to try?"
"Why, yes, sir; but I could hardly afford to give up my position."
"We'll arrange for a leave of absence."
"Then I'll try, sir."
"What would you expect as pay?"
"I suppose my salary would stop?"
"I mean in addition to that."
"Oh, nothing, sir; I'd be glad to do the work."
The chairman nearly choked; sitting back, he eyed the young man. Either
they were dealing with a fool, or else a very astute politician. If the
former, how far could they trust him; if the latter, what was his game?
"Of course, there'll be considerable travelling," the chairman ventured,
looking reflectively out of the window.


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