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WRITTEN FOR TUB BT7NDAT REPUBLIC.
When Bood Queen Victoria appointed the
Honorable Nathaniel Curzon, -whose title
Is Baron Curzon of Kedleston, to the ex
alted post of Viceroy of India, she little
thought, or know, or predicted, or ven
tured to Imagine the proud estate to which
the position would be raised.
The Viceroy Is the Vice K!n, the man
who acts for tho ruler and In the place of
the ruler. Etiquette demands that he be
treated precisely as though he were the
relgnlns ruler of Great Britain.
Ills wife becomes the Vice Relne, the Vice
Queen, tho woman who represents her sov
ereign In India.
When Lord and Lady Curzon went to say
farewell to their aeed sovereign before de
parting for the Government House, Calcut
ta, her late Majesty grasped Lady Curzon
by the hand and whispered a few words
to her.
What they were no one to this day knows,
but from Lady Curzon-s mysterious manner
It was supposed that the Queen had re
quested her to maintain the state and re
establish the elegance which had once
characterized the Viceregal Lodse-and
which should do so again. JUKe-ana
At all events. Lady Curzon has done this-
.i hal,n,,ted that 8h8 be treaed as
though she were Queen of England, and
that other people rise at her coming and
tand when she departs.
aSH ?0f .mamtaInd rigid decorum In
?.?. ?! "0t onIy cIotned heir er
rantly, tut has established a supervision
over the dress of her guests. ffij to
a great way that exercised by the Court
Chamberlain In London.
Never Relaxes the Ceremony
Sbe Deems Necessary.
Lady Curzon has maintained a magnifi
cent retinue of servants, and has had them
always on duty. Just as though she were
living at Windsor. Not once has she re
laxed In the ceremony which she consid
ered fit, and through criticism and admira
tion she has gone right on Just the same
Indy Curzon was born Mary Virglnli
Loiter of Chlcaso. She went to Wahliigton
frequently, and later lived there, and wns
a particular friend of Mrs. Grover Cleve
land, with whom she as the women ex
press It "cot along well."
Gifted nlth great beauty and with a
figure that absolutely defied criticism. he
soon became a great catch, and of sultor3
she had many.
Fortuno hunters are fond of nrettv clrlt
with prosperous papas, and Mary Leiter
could have married many times during her
Washington career.
But she did not want a man with money.
Bho did not care for a man with a title.
She had no fondness for dudes or good
looks.
She scorned the society man as she found
htm.
She thought It very silly to flirt and dance
and do nothtng.
She thought scholars a bore and idlers
worse.
She did not particularly fancy statesmen.
ana am not UKe politicians at all.
She discovered George Curzon, an ambi
tious, hard-working young fellow, off In
London. A man with a titled father and
with a fine generation of grandfathers back
ct him: a man who could talk or wo could
keep still, a clean, manly fellow. He had
no morey to speak of and, as for position,
well, he was an Undersecretary of Foreign
Affairs. A position that may mean a great
deal or nothing at all.
George Curzon :t
Clean, Manly Fellow.
To Mary I.elter It meant nothing nt all.
Tho only thing that counted was the fact
that she was in love with George Curzon.
and that h was In love with her
So they were married
After a honeymoon they went to London
to live, and the pretty American girl made
a discovery.
She had married a man of brains, a man
who could make money, a man who could
be a dude in the evening and a worker In
the daytime She had found a man who
cpcmcd able to combine all the good quali
ties, without being a bore, and who was
liked by everjbody from his sovereign
down to the page and the little messengers
of the Foreign OHIce.
Then came a title Gforge Curzon was
created Baron Curzon of ICedleston.
Then came advancement. And, Anally, all
In a brief space, after one honor had been
piled upon another, there came the appoint
ment to the magnificent post in India.
When George Curzon sat down and
summed It up ho found that he was the
vouncMt Virprrtv ttint hud vp tii.in an
She Wanted a man She WOUld love and t nnlntori tn Tndfn. thnt h vm hm mnat
the did not care where she found him. youthful, of England's high statesmen; that
he had a big work before him, and that he
must stir himself vigorously to fulfill It.
Equal to the Demands
of Her Position.
Lady Curzon, with all the aplomb of the
American girl, learned the duties of her
new position and gathered together her
forces, which consisted of an army of Eng
lish servants and a shipload of trunks.
She decided to rule in state, and let all
the world know it.
As for the new Viceroy, he determined
that all the wars In India should cease,
tne famines be checked, the ignorance be
lightened, and tho state of the country lra
pro ed.
How he succeeded, his King knows, and
that he will be rewarded there Is not much
doubt.
Lady Curzon has kept her beauty. She
has kept her ncure. And the story Is that
she has kept her fortune. Though dowered
with a gold spoon and a bank account, phe
has never had occasion to wear out tho
one or overtax the latter. Her private In
come has remained her private income, and
bankruptcies, embarrassments and kindred
disturbances have not touched her new life.
So, with a good fleure. with a pretty face,
with a fortune and with education, not for
getting a lot of good Western sense, this
daughter of Illinois did it all.
She married the man she loved and found
him almost a King: she took him with
nothing, and found he had everything. She
went to live In a modest home, and found
herself In a viceregal palace. She went to
live the life of an honest British matron
and found herself placed upon a pedestal.
She found she had to set the social laws of
the country Into which she had gone as a
humble little American fflrl.
TIP
palgn, and the National Campaign Commit
tee, of which ho was a member, ordered a
million copies of It printed for distribution
amon? the negroes. V t
When Lowell and Harris reached Boston
and as they parted at the depot. Harris
said;
"Will you be at homo to-morrow, Mr.
Lowell?"
"Yes, whyr
"I would like to talk with you In tha
mornlns on a matter of grave importance.
May I call at 9 o'clock r
"Certainly. Come right into the library.
Tou'll And mo there, George."
Seated In tho library next morning Har
ris was nervous and embarrassed. Jloir.ado
two or tbrea attempts to begin tho sub
ject, but turned aside with some unimpor
tant remark.
"WelL George, what Is the problem that
makes you so grave thU morning?" asked
Lowell, with kindly patronage.
Harris felt that his hour hid come, and
he must face It. He leaned forward In his
chair and looked steadily down at tha rug,
while he clasped both his hands firmly
across his lap and spoke with great
rapidity;
"Mr. Lowell, I wish to say to you that
you hava taught me the greatest faith of
Ufa In my fellow-man without which thero
can be no faith in God. What I have suf
fered as a man as I have come In contact
with tho brutality with which my race U
almost universally treated, God only can
ever know.
"The culture. I hava received has simply
multiplied a thousandfold my capacity to
uffer. But for tha Inspiration of your man
hood I would hava ended my life in the
river. In you I saw a great light. I saw a
man really made In the Image of God, with
mind and soul trained, with head erect,
scorning th weak prejudices of casts,
which dare to call the Image of God clean
or unclean In passion or pride.
"I lifted up my head and said, "One such
man redeems a world from hopeless In
famy. It's worth wnllo to live In a world
honored by one such man, for ho Is the
prophecy of more to come ' "
He paused a moim-nt, fidgeted with a
Jlece of paper he had plcktd up from tha
table and seemed at a lots for a word.
It never dawned on Lowell what ha was
driving at. Ha supposed, as a matter of
course, he was refening to his great
speeches and was going to ask for soma
promotion In a governmental department
at Washington.
"I'm proud to have been such an Inspira
tion to you, George. You know how much
I think of you. What U on jour mind?" he
asked at length.
"I have hidden it from every human eye,
sir; I am afraid to breath It aloud alone.
I have only tried to sing It In song In an
Impersonal way. Your wonderful words
of late have emboldened me to speak. It
Is this: I am madly, desperately la love
with your daughter."
Lowell sprang to his feet as though a
bolt of llehtninc had suddenly shot down
his backbone. Ha glared at the negro with
wide dilated eyes and heaving breath, as
though he had been transformed Into a
leopard or tiger and was about to spring
at his throat.
Before answering, and with a gesture
jommanding silence, he walked rapidly to
the library door and closed It.
"And 1 have come to afk ou," continued
Harris, Ignoring his gesture, "if I may pay
my addresses to her with your consent."
"Harris, this Is crazy nonsense. Such an
Idea Is preposterous. I am amazed that it
should ever have entered our head. Let
this be the end of It here and now. If you
have any desire to retain my friendship.
Lowell said this wltn a scovw, mm mi
emphasis of Indicnant rising inflection. The
negro seemed stunned by this swift blow in
his very teeth, that seemed to place him
outside tho pal of a human being.
"Why Is such a hope unreasonable, sir,
to a man of your scientific mind?"
"It is a question of taste," snapped
Lowell.
"Am I not a graduate of the same uni
versity with you' Did I not Htana as niBn.
and, age for age, am I not your equal In
culture?"
"Granted. Nevertheless, J on are a negro,
and I do not desi-e the infusion of our
blood In my family."
"But I have more of white than negro
blood, sir."
"So much the worse. It is the marl: of
shame."
"But it Is the one drop of negro blood nt
which your taste revolts. Is It not?"
"To be frank, it if "
"Why Is It an unpardonable sin In me tnnt
my ancestors vcri born under tropic skies
whero s-kin and hair vv re tanned and
curled to suit the sun's fierce raysT'
"All tropic races are not negroes, and
your race has characteristics apart ifrom
accidents of climate th-it make It unique
In the annals of man." rejoined Lowell.
"And jet jou demand perfect equality of
man with man. absolutely In form and suo
s'ance. without reservation or :-ub:erfuge!"
"Yes. political equality "
"Politics Is but a secondary phenomenon
of society. ou f"3'1' absolute equality." pro
tested HarrK
"The question you broach Is a question of
tat-te. and the deeper social instinct of
racial purity and self pre-er, atlon. I care
not what jour culture, or jour genius, or
jour position. I do not deire, end will not
permit, a mixture of negro blood In my
family. The Idea Is nauseating, and to my
daughter it would be repulsive bevond tho
power of words to express It!" I
And yet. pleaded Harris, "you Invited
used me In your appeal to your constituents,
and now when I daro ask the privilege of
seeking 'her hand In honorable marrlase.
you, the scholar, patriot, statesman and
philosopher of equality and Democracy,
slam the door In my faco and tell me that
I am a negro! Is this fair or manly?"
"I fall to see Its unfairness."
"Politics Is but x manifestation of society.
Society rests on the family. The family Is
tho unit of civilization. Tha right to love
and wed whera one loves is the badge of
fellowship In the order of humanity. Tha
man who Is denied tho right In any society
is not a member of it. Ha is outside any
manifestation of its essential life. You had
as well talk about the importance of clothes
for a dead man as political right for such
a pariah. You have classed him with the
beasts of tho field. As a human unit he
docs not exist for you."
"Harris, it Is utterly useless to argue a
point Ilka this," Lowell Interrupted, coldly.
"This must be the end of our acquaintance.
You must not enter my house again."
"My God, sir, jou can't kick m out of
your home like this when jou brought me
to It, and made it an Issue of life or death!"
"I tell you again you are crazy. I have
brought you here asainst her wishes. She
left the houe with her friend this morning
to avoid seeing vou. Your presence has al
ways been repulsive to her, and with me
It has been a political study, not a social
pleasure."
"I bes for only a desperate chance to
overcome this feeling Surely a man tf
your profound learning nnd genius cannot
sympathize with such prejudices?"
"I decline to discuss the question any
further."
"I can't give up without a struggle!" the
negro cried, with desperation.
Lowell arose with a gesture of impatience.
"Now you are getting to be simply a
nuisance. To be perfectly plain with you. I
haven't the slightest desire that my fam.ly
with it3 proud record of a thousand jears
of history and achievement, shall end In
this stately old house In a brood of mulatto
brats!"
Harris winced and sprang to his feet,
trembling with passion. "I see." ha sneered,
"tho soul of Simon Legree has at last be
come tho soul of the nation! The South
expresses the same luminous truth with a
little moro clumsy brutality. But their way
Is. after all, more merciful. Tho human
body becomes unconscious at the touch of
an oil-fed flame In sixty seconds. Y'our
methods are more refined and a thousand
times moro hellish in cruelty. You have
trained my ears to hear, eyes to see, hands
to touch and heart to feel that you might
torture with the denial of every cry of
body and soul and roast me In the flames
of ImposslDlo desires for time and eternity!"
"That will do now. There's the door!"
thundered Lowell, with a gesture of stern
emphasis.
"If jou wero able to win her consent, a
thing unthinkable, I would do what old i
Virginius did In the Roman Forum, kill
her with my own hand, rather than see her
sink In your arms Into the black waters of
a negroid life! Now go!"
CHAPTER V.
The BTevv Simon Legree.
Harris immediately resigned his office In
tho Custom-house, which he owed to Lowell,
and bepan a search for emploj-ment.
"I will not ba a pensioner of a govern
ment of hj-pocrltes and liars," he exclaimed
as he sealed his letter of resignation.
And then began his weary tramp In
search of work. Day after day, week after
week, he got the same answer an em
phatic refusal. The only thing open to a
negro nan a position as porter, or boot
black, or waiter In second-rate hotels and
restaurants, or In domestic service as ccach
man, butler or footman He was no moro
fitted for these places than ha was to liva
with his head under water.
"I will blow my brains out before I will
prostitute my intelleet and my conscious
ness of free manhood by such degrading as
sociates and such menial service!" ho de
clared with sullen furj.
At last ha determined to lay aside his
prlda and education and learn a manual
trade. He found every door closed in his
face. Not a labor union would allow him
to enter Us ranks.
He mr.r.iged to earn a few dollars at odd
Job3 and went to New York. Here he was
treated with greater brutality than In Eos-
ton. At last he got a position in a big
clothing factory. He was so bright In color
that the manager never suspected for a
moment that he was a negro, as he was
accustomed to emplojir.g swarthy Jews
from Poland and Russia.
When Harris entered the factory the em
ploye!, discovered within an hour his color,
laid down their work, and walked out on a
strike until he was removed.
He again tried to break Into a labor
union and get the protection of Its consti
tution and laws. He managed at last to I
make the acquaintance of a labor leader
who had been a Quaker preacher, and was
elated to discover that his name was Hugh
Halliiiay, and that he was a son of one
of tho Hallldays who had assisted In the
rrscue of his mother and father from
slavery. He told Halllday his history and
begged his Intercession with tha labor
union.
"I'll try for you, Harris," he said, "but
It's a doubtful experiment. The men fear
the negro as a pesUIence. They say ha
lacks the senso of solidarity, has no In
itiative or self-rellanca and must be held
up by the stronger race at a. time when
they can't hold themselves up."
"Do tha best you can for me. I must
hav bread. I only ask a man's chance,"
answered Harris. Halllday proposed his
me to jour home, introduced me to j'our i answered Hams. Halllday proposed nis
daughter, seated me at jour table, and ! name, and backed It up with" a strong per
sonal Indorsement, gava a brief sketch ci
his culture and accomplishments and asked
that be be allowed to learn the bricklay
er's trade.
When his name came up before the Brlel-laj-ers'
Union, and It was announced that
he was a negro. It precipitated a debate o
such fury that it threatened to develop fa-
to a not.
Halllday took him on a round of visits to
big mills In a populous manufacturing cltjj
across In New Jersey.
"These mills are all owned by Simon Le
gree," ho informed Harris, "and the unlona
have been crushed out of them by methods
of which he is past master. I don't know,
but k may be possible to get you In there."
They tried a half dozen mills In vain,
and at last thej met a foreman who knew;
Halllday who consented to hear his plea.
"You are fooling away j-ojr time and thla
man's time, Halllday," he told him la a
friendly waj-. "I'd cut my right arm oft
sooner than take a negro in these mills,
and precipitate a strike."
"But would a strike occur with no union
organization?"
"Yes, Jn a. minute. Y'ou know Simon Le
gree, v.ho owns these mil's. If a disturbance
occurred here now the old devil wouldn't
hesitate to close every mill next daj- and
beggar M.uOO people."
"Why would he do such a stupid thing'"
"Juit to show tha bruto power of hut
two millions of dollars over tha human
body. The awful power In that brute's
bands, represented in that money. Is some
thing appalling. Before the war he cracked
a blacksnaku whip over the backs of a,
handful of negroe... Now lock at him. la
his black silk hat and faultless dress. With
his millions he can commit any and every,
crime In the catal' .guo from theft to murJefl
with lmpunltj-. Ilfs power is greater than
a monarch. Ho controls Sects of ships,
mines and mills, and has under his em
ploy a hundred thousand men. Their fami
lies and associates m-ike a population of a
million. He buys Judges, juries, legisla
tures and Governors, and with one stroka
of hi3 pen to-day he can besgar a million
people. He can equip an armj- of hirelings,
mako peaco or war on his own account, or
force the Government to do It for him.
He has neither faith in God nor fear of tho
devil. He regards all men as his enemies
and all women his came."
"They say lie used to haunt the New Or
leans slave inarxet when he was young
and owned his Red River farm, occasion
ally spending his last dollar to buy a hand
some negro girl who took his fancy.
"Look at him now. with his bloated face,
beastly Jaw and coarsa lips. Ha walks tha
streets with his lecherous eyes twinkllnj
like a snake's and saliva trlcklinjr from tha
corners of his moutb.practically monarch 08
all he surveys. He selects his victims at
I1I3 own sweet will, and with his army OS
hirelings to do his bidding, backed by his
millions, he lives a charmed life In a round
of daily crime.
"How many llvc3 ha has blasted amomf
the population of over a. million souls da
pendent on him for bread. God only knows.
It Is said ha has murdered tha souls of SCO
Innocent girls In thesa mlllsi '
"Surely that Is an exaggeration," broke la
Halllday.
"On the other hand. I believe 500 nearer
tha truth. I tell j-ou. no human mind can
conceive tho awful bruta power over tha
human body his millions hold under our
present conditions of life."
Thero was a tinge of deep personal bit
terness In thTnan's words that held HalB
day In a spell while ha continued:
"Under our present conditions men an4
women must fight one another like beasts
for food and shelter. Tho wildest dreams ot
lust and cruelty under tha old system of
Southern slavery would be laughed at by
this modern master."
Ha paused a moment In painful reverie.
"There lies bis big yacht In the harbor
now. She is just In from a crulsa In th
Orient She cost a million dollars and car
ries a crew of 50Q. Over 800 of them ar
beautiful girls hired at fancy wages con
nected with the stewardess's department.
She ships a new crew every trip. Not oaa
of those young faces Is ever lifted again,
among their friends."
He paused again, and i tear coursed dowa
his face.
"I confess I am bitter. I loved one ot
thote girls once when I was j-ounger. Sh
was a mere child of 17." His volco broke.
"Yes. she came back shattered In hoalta
and ruined. I am supporting her now at s
quiet country place. She Is dying
"Think of the farce of It alir he contlai '
ued passionately.
"The picture of that brute with. A TJ?i!g
In his hand beating a negro caused the
most terrible war In tha history of the
world. Three millions of men flew at aaj
tether's throats, and for four year fouxht
like demons. A million men and six bfllloqa
of dollars' worth of property were d
stroj-cd.
"He was a poor harmless fool then, beats
ing his own faithful slave to death. Cora
pare that Legree with the one of to-flxx,
and you compare a mere stupid man witti ft
prince of hell. But does this fiend excftl
tha wrath of tho righteonsT Far from U.
His very name Is whispered in admliiBS
awe by millions. Ha boasts that s. hundred;
proud mothers strip their daughters to tha
limit of police law at every social ronetJoa
ha honors with his presence, and offer to
sell him their own flesh and blood for the,
paltry consideration of a life Interest ta
cne-thlrd of his estate I And he laughs at
tbem aU. His name Is m&slcl
CoyjTlxht, Ilea, by Seabledajv, Txi A Comjitny,
(To be continued next Sunday)
MARY MANNERINGandKYRLE BELLEW
IN "THE LADY OF LYONS."
F-
99 A Story of Reconstruction I
uija in hie ouuuii
BY THOMAS DIXON, JR.
Dioiaaaoiaoniioio
CHAPTER Hi-Continued.
He struck the match and Dick uttered a
ecream. As Hose leaned forward with his
match Gaston knocked him down, and a
dozen stalwart men were upon him in a
moment.
"Knock the fool in the head!" one
shouted.
"Pin his arms behind him!" said another.
Some one quickly pinioned his arms with
a cord. He stood In helpless rage and pity,
and as he saw the match applied bowed
his head and burst Into tears.
He looked up at the silent crowd stand
ing there like voiceless ghosts with re
newed wonder at the meaning of it.
Under the glaro of the light and the tears
the crowd seemed to melt Into a great
crawling, swaying creature, half reptile
half beast, half dragon, half man, with a
thousand legs and a thousand eyes, and
ten thousand gleaming teeth, and with no
ear to hear and no heart to pity!
All they would grant him was the privi
lege of gathering Dick's ashes and charred
bones for burial.
The morning- following' the lynching, the
Preacher hurried to Tom Camp's to see how
he was bearing the strain.
His door was wide open, tha bureau draw
ers pulled out, ransacked, and some of
their contents were ljing- on the floor.
"Poor old fellow, I'm afraid he's gone
crazy!" exclaimed the preacher. He hurried
wo ceraewry. -inere no found Tom at
the newly made erave. He had worked
through the night and dug the grave open
with his bare hands and pulled the coffin
up out of the ground. He had broken his
finger nails all oft trying to open St and his
fingers were bleeding. At last he had given
up the effort to open the coffin, sat down
beside It. and was arranging her toys he
bad made for her beside the box. He had
brought a lot of her clothing, a pair of
little shoes and stockings and a bonnet,
and he had placed these out carefully on
top of the lid. He was talklnc to her.
The preacher lirted him gently and led
him awaj', a hopeless madman.
CII PTIJIt IV.
Equality With a Resertntlnn.
The longer Gaston pondered over the
tragic events of that lj-nchlng the more
sinister and terrible became Its meaning,
and the deeper he was plunged In melan
choly. Bej-ond all doubt, within his own mem
ory, since the negroes under Legree's lead
had drawn the color line, the races had
been drifting steadily apart. The gulf was
now Impassable.
His depression and brooding over the
fearful events In which he had so recently
taken part had tinged his whole life and all
Its hopes with sadness. He had reflected
this in his letters to Sallle Worth without
even mentioning the events. His heart was
full of sickening foreboding. How could one
love and be happy In a world haunted by
such horrors! He had begged her to hasten
her hour of final decision. He told her of
his sense of loneliness and Isolation, and
of his Inexpressible need of her love and
presence In his daily life.
Her answer had only Intensified his moody
feelings. She had written that her loo
grew stronger every day and his love more
and more became necessary to her life, and
yet she could not cloud Its future with the
anger of her father and the broken heart
of hert&other by an elopement. She feared
euch 7 shock would be fatal, and all her
Ufe would be embittered hv It. Th must
wait She was using all her skill to win
her father, but as yet without success. His
wlU seemed to harden. But she determined
to win him, and It would be bo.
All this seemed so far away and shadowy
to Gaston's eager restless soul!
The letter had closed bv savin? aim vsi
preparing for another trip to Boston to
visit Helen Lowell, and that she should
be absent at least a month. She asked that
his next letter be addressed to Boston.
Somehow Boston seemed Just then out of
the world on another planet. It wes so far
away and Its people and their life so un
real to his Imagination.
But ho sighed and turned resolutely to
his work of preparation for an event In his
life which he meant to make great In the
history of the State. It was the meeting
of the Democratic Convention, as yet near
ly two years In the future. He held a sub
ordinate position In his party's councils,
but defeat and ruin had taken the conceit
out of tho old-line leaders, and he know
that his day was drawing near.
"I'll take my place among the leaders
and masters of men," he told himself with
quiet determination, "and I will compel the
General's respect; and If I cannot win bis
consent, I will take her without It."
The lynching at Harabrlght had stirred
the whole nation Into unusual Indignant
Interest. It happened to be the climax of
a series of such crimes committed in the
South in rapid succession, and the death
of this negro was reported with more than
the usual vividness by a young newspaper
man of genius.
A grand mass meeting; was called in
Cooper Union, New York, at which were
gathered delegates from different cities
and States to give emphasis and unity to
the movement, and Issue an appeal to the
national Government.
When Sallle Worth reached Boston, she
found Helen Lowell at home alone. The
Honorable Everett Lowell had made one
of the speecbes of his career at the mass
meeting held In Faneull Hall, and he was
In New York, where he had gone to make
the principal address In the Cooper Union
Convention of negro sympathizers and
Protestants.
George Harris had accompanied him, su
premely fascinated by the eloquent and
masterful appeal for human brotherhood
he had heard him make In Boston.
Harris had published a volume of poems,
which he had dedicated to Lowell, and his
most Inspiring verse was simply the out
pouring of his soul In worship of this ideal
man.
He was his devoted worshiper for an
other and more powerful reason. In his
daily Intercourse with him In his library
during his campaigns he bad frequently
met his beautiful daughter and had fallen
deeply and madly In love with her. This
secret passion he had kept bidden lp. his
sensitive soul. He had worshiped her from
afar, as though she bad been a white-robed
angel. To see her and be In the same house
with her was all he asked. Now and then
he had stood beside the piano and turned
the music while she played and sang; one
of his new pieces, and he would live on
that scene for months, eating his heart out
with voiceless yearnings he dared not ex
press. He had begun to dream of the day he
would ask this godlike man for the priv
ilege of addressing his daughter.
The great meeting at Cooper Union had
brought this dream to a sudden resolution.
Lowell had outdone himself that night.
With merciless Invective be had denounced
the Inhuman barbarism of the South In
these lynchlngs. The sea of eager faces had
answered his appeals as water the breath
of a storm. He felt Its mighty reflex influ
ence a free? sack on his soul and lift him
to greater heights. He demanded equality
of man on every inch of this earth's soli.
"I demand this perfect equality," he
cried, "absolutely without reservation or
subterfuge, both in form and essential re
ality. It Is the llfeblood of democracy. It
Is the reason of our existence. Without
this we are a living lie, a stench in the nos
trils of God and humanity!"
A cheer from a thousand negro throats
rent the air as he thus closed. The crowd
surged over the platform, and for ten min
utes It was Impossible to restore order or
continue the programme. Young Harris
pressed his patron's hand and kissed It,
while tears of pride and gratitude rained
down bis face.
This speech made a national sensation.
It was printed In full in all the partisan
papers, where It was hoped capital might
be made of It for tha next political can-
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