lone for the second time and made a further
announcement to the brethren. "De Wo'shipful Temp'rary Soopreem Leadeh
suggests, wid de high knowledge he has fo' suggestin', dat if he has de
treasury department in his han's de payments on 'vestments will
increase up to fo' to one. Dat alone shows you whut a big man he is.
Nex' week he pays you all yo' 'vestments, intres' at a hund'ed per
cent, a bonus ob de same amount, an' a special dividend equal to one
an' all. Ah hereby 'spectfully resigns de robes ob office, an' names a
'nishiation c'mmittee ob twelve brothehs to 'dorn de new Soopreem
Temp'rary Leadeh wid de raiment of his rank."

Honey Tone returned to the Wildcat. "You's been 'lected unan'mous. De
'nitiation cer'monies is ready. You gits de Gran' Degree right away.
Heah's de treasury. Ain't no bills due--yet. Don't owe nuthin'."

Honey Tone split his roll, being burdened with the rudiments of the
principle of safety first. He shoved the money at the Wildcat and
hurried the candidate to the door before the victim had a chance to
count the cash.

There followed an impromptu initiation ceremony, interrupted but once
by Lily's bleating, after which the Wildcat realized that he was the
head of something that he knew mighty little about. He looked around
for Honey Tone, seeking the moral support that might derive from the
presence of his old friend and enemy.

Honey Tone had explained himself loose from his guards. Honey Tone was
gone.

The Wildcat fumbled around with some oversized words, and then the real
object of his speech came to him. "Dese niggers means twenty dollahs
apiece--on de dock." He launched into a wild description of the New
World African Colony. He pictured a life of ease in which each charter
member of the colony who believed in heaven would be reluctant to trade
heaven for a stevedore's career. He added the time phrase which was the
essence of the whole affair. "You meets me heah tomorr' mawnin' at six
o'clock. Ah leads you to de boat whah you sees how fas' kin' you git de
freight aboa'd. So as yo' gits de wages yo' labour is worthy ob, like
de Bible says, I 'ranges dat ev'y man gits ten dollahs a day an' grub."

3.

Before the light of dawn began to chase the San Francisco fogs up the
bay the charter members of the New World African Colony began to
assemble at the gates of the Temple. When the Wildcat appeared at six
o'clock he was greeted by more than two hundred worthy brethren, all of
who