It may be a little late to talk any more about "le jour fatal" of November 3, but some time before President Roosevelt arrives in the Argentine he should know the effect his election has had on certain citadels of Americanism.

One Long Island town is made up almost exclusively of people who can afford not only to buy neat Georgian houses set in landscaped parks but also to commute between them and the metropolis. We say "almost exclusively" because of one section which is called "the Valley" and deserves the name for social as well as geographical considerations. Here live the negro families, as well as the nouveaux arrives: Italians, Poles, Greeks: forming an untouchable world apart but a convenient object for the charitable inclinations of the towns-women.

In the weeks preceding the election Republicanism reached white heat in the town. Landon Clubs and Constitutional Leagues mushroomed. But the lower elements continued to be low in spite of the best efforts of their neighbors, and, having the jump in population, the Valley caused the town to go for Roosevelt by no uncertain majority.

The blow was hard for the politically-minded ladies to take, and they are still recovering. But their ranks are by no means broken. Speaking to a friend from New York last week one of them said: "That's what 'the Valley' did to us. Well, do you know what we're all going to do now? We're going to give up our social service work!"