to me. I am the incarnation of an idea. You may know me as
Mr. A. Hostility," said the man.

"Is there any significance attached to your choice of an initial to
represent your rather significant given name?" asked Ensal.

"Decidedly," said Mr. Hostility. "The A stands for Anglo-Saxon, the
God-commissioned or self-appointed world conqueror. I am the incarnation
of hostility to that race, or to that branch of the human family
claiming the dominance of that strain of blood."

The man drew his seat up to the table and, motioning for Ensal to take a
seat on the other side, said "Come near me, friend."

Ensal did as bidden and sitting thus close to the man noted the almost
maniacal look of intensity in his eye.

Keeping his eyes steadily on Ensal's face, Mr. Hostility lifted his hand
to his inside pocket and drew out a leathern case. Laying it on the
table he crossed his hands upon it and said:

"Will you hear me patiently? Gus Martin told me over and over again that
you were a Negro who had dedicated your all to the welfare of your race.
I began watching you years ago and I have carefully noted the trend of
events waiting for the moment that would make our spirits congenial to
each other, and I do believe that the dark shadow under which you stand
will sober you into fellowship with my sombre soul."

"You seem to be bitter. I am more crushed than bitter," said Ensal.

"Yes, but bitterness is the next stage, and I am sure that consideration
of a few things which I shall put before you will bring you to the next
stage," said Mr. Hostility.

Opening the leathern case he said, "Look at this map."

Ensal bent forward and looked at a map of the world spread out before
him.

"The world, you see, will soon contain but two colossal figures, the
Anglo-Saxon and the Slav. The inevitable battle for world supremacy will
be between these giants. Without going into the question as to why I am
a Pro-Slav in this matter, I hereby declare unto you that it is the one
dream of my life to so weaken the Anglo-Saxon that he will be easy prey
for the Slav in the coming momentous world struggle."

"Do I understand that you are to talk treason to me to-day; for of
course you know my people are tied up in a political system with the
Anglo-Saxons," asked Ensal, with some warmth.

"Ah! That is the question? Are you a part of the American nation or a
thing apart? I can prove that you are a thing apart--a fly in the
stomach for whose ejecti