Waterbury evening Democrat., 1888-02-20
BY CHARLES I. BELLAMY.

1T suppce you have some complaints to make" said the young mill owner with gentlenes.i of tone that was quite mlSunder- stood by tke delegation, who Immediately tried to look very fierce.
 "Ye're right, sir" answered the man ,. in the he aint doin' the right thing by us." Philip did not speak for moment, and Mir Philbrick would have thought he had not heard the fellow, only for little twitch- ing at the corners of his mouth. Apparently the young man was deeply hurt by his fail ure to satisfy his men.
 "I have done the best knew"
 Wal, we kin tell yer, if ye don't know no better" resumed the workman insolently. Philips eyes flashed at him, then dropped to the carpet again. 'Pay us more wages for one thing, shorten up our hours for an- other"
 "You fare better than others. divide the profits with you. You thought l was very good with you once." The young mans tone was not argumentative, it was too hopeless for that
 "Yer don't divvy even; our share don't mount to much," put in the man who was soiling the window curtain.
 ."I am sorry for you, but you can't expect me to make you all rich" There was such sadness of reproach ill Philips voice that mist gathered before Philbrick's kind eyes. But the workmen got the idea they were frightening the young master. 'I have gone as far as can see my way Don't you think you had better be patient ''Be you goin' to raise our paya'' Philip shook his head thoughtfully.
 'I cannot understand it is my duty or my right" ,. . ., asked the man at the window. "I cannOt'-
 The chief spokesman turned to his com panions. "Ther ain't no use. Wal, squire, tG,morrow s1ano Toxs you may wish you had Come Philip had dropped back heavily into his ence of Mir. Philbrick until that gentleman began to explain his more perfect system
 "How can you expect your help to be satis- were we'll paid it would be small object for them to be shut up all their lives, as if they were convicts. But you don't pay them, either. It isn't because the business don't pay, for your fathers profits and yours were enormous 1t is all the result of a false valua- tion of the worth of servlces Now I shall seek to remove the burdens that crush the people and restrict there natural develop ment."
 Philip said nothing. How well his old friend had kept bis enthusiasm through all the years of his life Well, it would do no harm to let him talk on.
 ''You will ask me for details" MT. Phil brick took his seat again and drew up to him a sheet of paper and a pencil. "You will ask 1 what burdens they are that are on the mil l lion, besides the common necessary burdens of human nature will tell you the principal l burden, it is the intolerable tribute to ac- l cumulated capital lad upon the working | classes, which makes tyrant of the man who | has saved surplus out of his wages, and 1 caused the hopeless wis inertia of poverty. Like all forms of slavery it's ettecrs are great apparent luxury, which never penetraues below the very surface of society, and tire less industry which earns nothing for the workers but food barely enough to support his days work. It is benefit enough for the man who has saved money tllat he can work | to better advantage; it is lever in his hands. l If we permit capital to take such enormous l profits as it does, every day and year it in- creases, as wealth increases, the crushing tax on the money I shall owe you on account of the mill property. The rest of the income of the business above two per cent, belongs to l the laborer."
 The reformer glanced expectantly at 1 Philip But the dull, hopeless look that was on his face an hour ago had not changed. l 'I am not sure but that IS too much," pur- sued Mr. Philbrick, "but it will only be a little while before shall pay up the debt"
 There was no use in stopping the enthusl- fountain of human kindness: It would be time enough for Philip to tell him that he 1 had changed his plans later. | But shall also shorten the hours of work. l enough, and withouA leisure all the advant- l ages l can give my work people will be ot l little avail. l can let different sets of hands relieve each other if it seems necessary, or build new mills and take in thousand more 1 hands to share the blessings of justice" MT. Philbrick leaned back in his chair and a great light of benevolence shone in his face. It was pity to disappoint him.
 "This is an opportunity have hoped for a whole lifetime. I can show the world that ! Tel rnt and famished. It is more blindness than l Willful cruelty that delays great reforms. If can once show the world what justice if and how it works it will not be long be l fore"-
 1 "But, my dear friend, ".said Philip, drop ping his eyes to the floor, "did I not tell you it was too late9 am not going to sell. You
 will have to select some other spot for your Utopia" The young man spoke bitterly Unconscious of his selfshness, he begrudged the rest of the world the happiness he had l missed.
 Then came moment of intense silence which was broken at last. not by a voice, hut by the loud ringing of door bell. It rang again. Had the end come then9 Philip leaped to his feet. Wild thoughts of desper ate expedients rushed through his fevreist brain, but he yet stood like statue when tn, study door opened behind him. He tort open telegram and read aloud:
 Steamer Salvador delayed till tomorrow morning at B."
 For moment he did not take in it's mean
 ing. Then he caught Philbrick's arm 6. tightly the old gentleman almost cried out. "Do you want the mills as you saida Yo, were not joking, oh, you were not joking7
 Philbrck gazed at him in astonishment
 Philip seemed ill such 8 terrible state of ex
 citelnent His pallor was replaced by burning flush, his eyes that had been SO du] shone with unnatural Erl. i,,,-,
 1 plans will succeed better than I.t..:e. can't find such good place as t.....;.
 will take my mills.
 "Of course will, but l thought
 said"-
 ''Never mind," cried the young ,H~'
 "never mind what said. Draw the TH:',
 at once. But no, cannot wait" f4:. 1 turned on his heel as if no earthly powt
 could detain him a moment longer.
 But the papers are all ready And Nil
 Philbrick took a bundle of documents frol
 his breast pocket, and la1d them on the table
 "Where shall I sign them-quicks" d'
 manded Philip.
 "No, no, not there, that is my note to yol
 sign here, and here and here"
 ''I can hardly see: everything dances befol l my eyes. Is it all done nowg'
 He hardly waited to take the papers M
 Philbrick had signed for him. Then, witt
 out another word, he rushed from the rool
 and bounded up the stairs Freedom! safet,
 oh, thank God, thank God! He could say
 her yet A castle on the Rhine, palace
 ventei be would Apd thae rarest hofnee f
 her. Huw sweet itwpuld be to hide wit