Imperial Klonklave Tonight
The racial integrity of the Caucasian Race is being
threatened by the activities of a scientific
black Beelzebub in New York
Let us Unite Now Before It Is
TOO LATE!
Come to Nordica Hall Tonight
Admission Free.
Rev. Henry Givens,
Imperial Grand Wizard
Here, Matthew figured, was just what he had been looking for. Probably he could get in with this fellow Givens. He finished his cup of coffee, lit a cigar and paying his check, strolled out into the sunshine of Peachtree Street.
He took the trolley out to Nordica Hall. It was a big, unpainted barn-like edifice, with a suite of offices in front and a huge auditorium in the rear. A new oil cloth sign reading "THE KNIGHTS OF NORDICA" was stretched across the front of the building.
Matthew paused for a moment and sized up the edifice. Givens must have some money, he thought, to keep up such a large place. Might not be a bad idea to get a little dope on him before going inside.
"This fellow Givens is a pretty big guy around here, ain't he?" he asked the young man at the soda fountain across the street.