What she was saying I knew not, but poor
Billy was protesting, waving his big hands.
The meeting came to order, with Shaw in the chair, and the handsome
young Oxford man secretary. Shaw stated the object of the meeting in a
few halting words; but when he came to speak of the pleasure he and all
felt in being together in that room, his words flowed in a stream, warm
and full. Then there was a pause, and Mr. Craig was called. But he knew
better than to speak at that point. Finally Nixon rose hesitatingly;
but, as he caught a bright smile from Mrs. Mavor, he straightened
himself as if for a fight.
'I ain't no good at makin' speeches,' he began; 'but it ain't speeches
we want. We've got somethin' to do, and what we want to know is how to
do it. And to be right plain, we want to know how to drive this cursed
whisky out of Black Rock. You all know what it's doing for us--at least
for some of us. And it's time to stop it now, or for some of us it'll
mighty soon be too late. And the only way to stop its work is to quit
drinkin' it and help others to quit.
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