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doubtlessly had breakfast sent up. It got to be nine o'clock
and I was sure their offices were open by that time. It got
to be half past nine. It got to be ten.
Miss Jay came in sometime between nine and ten and
asked if they had called. I said they hadn't “Well, what
are you going to do?” said she.
I said, “I don't know. What do you think I'd better
“Well, let's wait a while and give them a chance.”
So we waited until ten. When it got to be half past
ten and no one had telephoned, I said to Miss Jay, “Well, we
might as well go right at it hammer and tongs ourselves.
Apparently nobody is going to show us any courtesy or open
any doors. I am the Secretary of Labor and I have not only
a right but a duty to take possession of the premises. But
let's be more polite than they are and telephone.”
So I telephoned from the Hotel Willard to Mr. Doak's
office. I got, as you naturally would expect to get, somebody
in his outer office. He had three or four men there.
I never did quite learn what their titles were or what they
did, but there were three or four big, strong, husky “black
Republicans” there. They looked like black Republicans to
me. They looked awfully political and the “cigar in the
corner of the mouth” type, well-fed, quite a lot on the
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