. Crisis. tantmeasures were to come up in the House, andto obtain a majority it was necessary for theRepublicans to obtain every possible committees agents came South. Youmust nominate a good man and make themcount you fair, thej said to the people inthe fifteenth. The nominees were Russell Stanley, Repub-lican; Col. James Edgefield, Democrat. Neverwas a South Carolina camj^aign so to Andy Wyatts influence upon allsorts of small farmers, tenants and crop-pers was the personal influence and devo-tion which the young man had Negro in the district made himself aco
. Crisis. tantmeasures were to come up in the House, andto obtain a majority it was necessary for theRepublicans to obtain every possible committees agents came South. Youmust nominate a good man and make themcount you fair, thej said to the people inthe fifteenth. The nominees were Russell Stanley, Repub-lican; Col. James Edgefield, Democrat. Neverwas a South Carolina camj^aign so to Andy Wyatts influence upon allsorts of small farmers, tenants and crop-pers was the personal influence and devo-tion which the young man had Negro in the district made himself acommittee of one to work for the ticket andthere seemed no chance on earth to addressed mass meetings, spoke atpicnics and barbecues until he had arousedan enthusiasm that would have made hisfollowers face any danger for his sake. Theydid not know the powerful motives behindthe eloquent and burning words of Stanley,nor the deep appeal in the slow, measuredspeech and earnest words of Wyatt. These. STANLEY ADDRESSED MASS MEETINGS. THE MAN WHO WON 35 two and Clara, the wife, knew that in com-passing the defeat of their powerful whiteneighbor there was hidden the revenge for asisters wrong and the revenge of an outcastson. Meanwhile Edgefield was in despair. Thesituation was worse than bad. Reports fromall over the district were the same: theNegroes were going to defeat him. And de-feat meant not only political extinction tohis bright career, but utter and absolutefinancial ruin, and the blasting of hisdaughters hopes. He could not endure sent for Harris, his political manager. Harris, cant you buy those Niggers? Givethem as much as $5 apiece for their votesand all the liquor they can drink. Harris laughed. That d be throwin goodmoney and bad liquor away. Them darkieswould take your money and vote for theirman. In a moment he continued moreseriously: Its like this: the thing is as badas can be. The Niggers aint getting searedat your shotgun threats no more. Theyveg
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