The Labor enquirer., 1883-11-03
IN 1900.
Social Romance Supposed to be
Written Seventeen Years
Hence.
The Revolution's Progress and
Results Sketched by
Nartius.
Startling Tale Of the Means Used
by the Workers to Win
the Day.

the Day.
Correspondence San Francisco Truth.
'fWhosoever outside OF the realm Of pur
mathematics, pronounces the word, imposs
Bile, lacks prudence. v-ARAGo.
[sWhen the cause OF labor shall have tri
umphed In the establishmentop such condi
ttOns as will enable men to provide for tn
per day, with the wealth Of time then at thei
command mankind will become as gods. Tn
interest which is now felt in the arts OF thief
and invention and discovery will follow fas
upon each other as the waves Of the incoming
sea. Then will be upon us the Golden Age
As one who for years has watched and waited
tell you the glow OF dawn Is In the sky
Whether 1t come with the carol OF larks o.
the roll Of the war-drums, 1t is coming,-i
win comer'l
Year. 1900 A. D. Place, San Francisco
I am sitting in my cosy parlor reading
the morning government bulletin con
corning the recent discoveries in science
the latest productions in art, the last in.
ventions in mechanics.
As I sit musing by the fire recall the
stirring events of the past fifteen years
with amazement and delight. Let me go
over them. Well remember how hard
we, the Social Revolutionists, up to 1855
worked at propagating our principles and
organizing our forces for the grand and
final struggle. How we toiled and suf-
fered in those days! How we pinched
ourselves, denied ourselves even the ne
cessaries of life in those days of storm
and stress Yet not one seed was sown
on barren ground, not one kernel fell by
the wayside to be parched by drouth to
death,
Our international Congress of 1888
had announced all things ready for action
should it be forced upon US, And forced
it was, strangely enough upon the CEN
tenniary of the revolution of 1913 BIT
the territory Of England this time was
the stage Strange fantasy of fate, that
she whose whip had been used so freely
one hundred years agone on the backs
of the restive slaves of France should
now on her part strike. at the CALLING
chains of the workers of the world
One year before, Victoria had died and
the Prince of Wales had assembled the
throne, not without strange murmurs
beneath the thin crust of society but of
which no outward manifestations had
visibly appeared. -
The ides of May had come. A great
meeting had been called in London, to
sympathise with the Lancanshire cotton
spinners who had been locked out for
refusing to work at reduction of wages.
Many of the leaders we're members of
the international and the refusal to work
was approved by the Central Committee
of the subdivision.
News of this fact had gone to the gov
ernment, the factory lords were fright
ened little but angered more, they
thought they saw way to hurt the pres
tige of the great society which had spread
of late years so quietly and universally,
they pretended to be afraid of riots and
demanded that the troops be sent by the
government. The Central Committee of
Lancanshire then appealed to the Gen
eral Council of the International for aid.
They resolved to support the locked out
men by all the power of the great Asso-
citation. And the campaign was begun
by their calling a monster public meeting
of protest in Hyde park the recreation
ground of aristocracy. The police prohi-
bited the meeting The Central Council
ordered the assemblage Notwithstanding.
Ere five o'clock a hundred thousand
people had thronged through the Square
(since 1871 when eighty thousand work
ing people had torn them down, no fem
ces had been put around it, The thou
sand policemen sent at three O'Clock to
keep back the people were disarmed,
their helmets mashed in, their clothes
torn off their backs and they themselves
sent hurrying for their very lives away
from the enAged people. What tales
they brought to the Horse Guards may
never now be known but whatever they
were they did their fatal work.
At eight o'clock upon five hundred
different stands uprose the speakers of
the night. Fully half a million listeners
were gathered there. Yet when from the
central stand hoated forth upon the even
ing air the silken folds of the scarlet BAN
ner and beside it, Sketehley of Birming-
ham waved his brown hand to the people,
commanding their attention, there fell
upon all that vast multitude silence, so
deep, so perfect, so absolute that death
itself seemed present.
Clear as a bell sounded his words He
spoke them sentence by sentence pausing
at each period to give opportunity to the
other speakers who were stationed like
pickets on stands block apart, to repeat
them to the audience around them until
from the hundreds of stands, the pro-
gramme of the meeting had been spoken
to all there present. Then from each
stand rose the vibrant voices of chosen
and trusted leaders. On one of these
platforms, beside the stature of Prince
Albert rose the bowed form and echoed
the thrilling tones Of Pierre Kropotkine,
upon another stood the little and active
Bordat, from another Morris recited a