After a while there drove up two carriages and a large automobile, and out
of the automobile climbed a well-dressed woman who took a bundle of the
pamphlets from the girl picket and began passing them about among the
people. Two policemen who stood in front of the crowd took off their
helmets and accompanied her. The crowd cheered. Frank came hurrying across
the street to where Sam stood in front of the barber shop and slapped him
on the back.
"You're a wonder," he said.
Sam hurried back to the room and prepared the second letter for the
mailing list. Two more stenographers had come to work. He had to send out
for more machines. A reporter for the town's evening paper ran up the
stairway.
"Who are you?" he asked. "The town wants to know."
From his pocket he took a telegram from a Pittsburgh daily.
"What about mail-order strike plan? Give name and story new strike leader
there."
At ten o'clock Frank returned.
"There's a wire from Harrigan," he said. "He's coming here. He wants a
mass meeting of the girls for to-night. I've got to get them together.
We'll meet here in this room."
In the room the work went on. The list of names for the mailing had
doubled.
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