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convention. I, of course, realized at once that he was in a different status. He was the president of a local that had just been successful. Whereas he wasn't as dressed up as he was two or three years later when he came into the Department of Labor office to see me, he was considerably more spruced up. He had on a suit of clothes suitable for a man who didn't expect to work along shore today, but was working in an office, or was going somewhere. It wasn't very stylish, but it was an ordinary suit of clothes, with an ordinary necktie.

I actually don't remember about the hat or the cap. When I saw him several years later in my office, he had long since dropped the cap. I remember calling Miss Jay's attention to the fact that he now had the finest kind of a Stetson felt hat, that you couldn't get a better one. It was either a Borsallno or a Stetson. It was the best felt that's made. It was well made and shapely. His clothes were obviously made to order. But that was several years later.

On this occasion he had dropped the coat pinned up with a safety pin, no necktie, the rough tweed jacket all worn out. Also his head wasn't hanging. He was standing up straight like en American workman. He looked