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Governor I had just been out to Spelman College. I just thought it was better not to if we were trying to become popular with the government and political leaders of Georgia.

However, my meetings with Nance, Googe and the labor people were a great success, and my meeting in the Baptist Church was a great success, although I was still under a terrible handicap. Everywhere that I went in the South I learned I would have to live one thing down, and would have to take abuse to my dying day. I'd like to bet a hat that it'll be in my obituary when they print it in some of the papers. Probably the New York Times will put in my obituary that I said that Southerners don't wear shoes. I didn't say that, but this is what I did say:

I made a speech in Brooklyn, New York, where they make a specialty of manufacturing, women's and children's shoes. There the boot and shoe industry was totally down. I made a speech there before some society which invited me to speak - a do-gooder society of some sort. It was one of these child welfare societies, or some such thing.

Anyhow, they had asked me to explain the NRA. In explaining the NRA I undertook to show one of the great purposes of the NRA. I said that by starting up the wheels of industry and putting more money in the pay envelopes, there would then be money to spend, and the people who got the