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The people of Too was rising on the air: a harsh, low, ed around its old square of dilapadated stores It was not a song of joy; it was not a song of sorrow; it was not a song at all, perhaps, but a confused whizzing and , as of a thousand ill-tuned, busy voices Some of the listeners wondered; but most of the town cried joyfully, "It's the new cotton-mill!"

John Taylor's head teemed with new schemes The mill trust of the North was at last a fact The small mills had not been able to buy cotton when it was low because Cressas cornering it in the nah they could not afford to, and ," wrote Taylor to Easterly, "is to reduce cost of production Too es Gradually transfer ued that the labor was too unskilled in the South and that to send Northern spinners doould spread labor troubles Taylor replied briefly: "Never fear; we'll scare theers in the mills!"

Colonel Cressas not so easily won over to the new schery because the school, which he had cos, somehow still continued to flourish The ten-thousand-dollar e had but three more years, and that would end all; but he had hoped for a crash even earlier Instead of this, Miss S new teachers, and especially she had brought to help her two young Negroes whom he suspected Colonel Cresswell had prevented the Tolliver land sale, only to be inveigled hian to worry him He must evict Zora's tenants as soon as the crops were planted and harvested There was nothing unjust about such a course, he argued, for Negroes anyere too lazy and shiftless to buy the land They would not, they could not, ithout driving All this he ientleman listened carefully

"H'm, I see," he owned "And I know the way out"

"How?"

"A cotton mill in Toomsville"

"What's that got to do with it?"

"Bring in whites"

"But I don't want poor white trash; I'd sooner have niggers"

"Now, see here," argued Taylor, "you can't have everything you want--day's gone by for aristocracy of old kind You hbors: choose, then, white or black I say white"