Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-07-13


wanted something more than talk, some.
thing more than tribute N tho mcmory "
tho martyrs, somethlng actual ta engage
our own efforts, " the poor mAn was not ~
be forever ground 10 the dust, himself aud
hia starving family, by the RELENTLESS pluto.
orat aud his convenient freedom
of contract, Let the State, ihen--lhal en-
CINE of oppression which has been Invented
by the rioh-now 400 whether Il could mol
do something for all classes under iA oarei
lot Il consider the proletArial ~ we'll ~ tho
unserupulous landlords aud the sordld aud
No. lsh bourgroi6ie, Already II wa work.
Ing lhe teegRphs. the posiofice, the parcels
post, tho dooRyards, and savings banks,
aud Il Il regulated the wages paid by the
wage-rate OF the outside market that was
because IL followed the wicked old system
OF unequal distribution of profit that was
soon 10 ne destroyed. That would speedily
be amended. What further, thenp The
land ror the people, first Of ALL A. clear 40
daylight was the right Of the people TO the
land let the State assume possession, and
minage tits mines and minerals. its ngri-
culture, its public grounds and parks-for
the benefit of all. not Tor the profit OF
pampered few. The State must buy and
own the RAILWAYS, must establish communal
centers of distribution Tor the purchase and
exchange O goods, must establish systems
of credit, must break down monopoly every
where, and the iron power oi commercial
ism that was crushing the life out Of the
masses of the population. The State must
organize production, so that each man shall
do his share of work demanded by the CON-
munity, and no more
But here Mrs. Ellison, who had doubtless
heard or read all this he ore, turned away
altogether. She asked her nephew to give
her some more strawberries.
"I say. Vim" she remarked, accidentally,
what yery beauti ul dessert plates these are.
l don't remember them. Where did you
get them?"
he. ."Thev are NV fathers own design"
"Reallyl l call them very handsome
and so Quaint and unusual. He must tell
me where can get some of them; when 1
90 back to Brighton l should like to take a
few with me Tor nv small establishment"
"But you can't, aunt" he said.
"Why?"
because my father had the molds
broken"
She looked at him for moment and then
suiggered-yes. sniggered, but discreetly, so
that the two periervld politicians should
not see.
"That is pretty well" she observed in an
undertone, ''for a Socialist and Com
munist-to have the molds broken SO that
nobody else should have anyl'
Presently she said, in the same under
tone
"I'm going to catch your eye in a minute,
Vim. Are you comiIig upstairs to the draw
ingroom with me?"
"Yes, of course, aunt" said he instantly.
"Get up now and let's be of.
She rose; so did her brother-in-law. Mr..
Ogden remained in his chair-perhaps
through inHttention. or perhaps he was be-
wildered by the consciousness that he ought
TO make, as a relic of his ancient worship OF
laissez a1re, some protest against this whole.
sale intervention OF the State. Then Mas
ter Vim opened the door for the tall and
bright-eyed widow; and he and she passed
out and went upstairs together.
When they entered the spacious and
richly-iurnished room, the atmosphere OF
which was heavy with the scent OF flowers,
Mrs. Ellison seated herself in a low loung.
ing chair, while her nephew stood some lit
tie way Of, his hands behind his back, his
eyes absently staring into rnse.shaded
lamp ~ If he could sec pictures there
When she spoke, no doubt he heard; but he
did no, answer or interrupt; he allowed her
10 ramble Oh. And she was In talkatIve
aud vivaoious mood.
"I'm going To the Drawing Room to.mor-
row, Nin," said she, ITO present Louie
DreIel; aud II you were kind and civil you
would come down 10 81, James Park and
hnd out our brougham aud talk TO Us while
we are waiting, do 10 want you TO get 10
know Miss DreXel we'll; it would be worth
your while, ! can tell you. You see,
thnse American girls have such excellent
good sense. This evening, be ore you came
In, your iather was treating us to a disserta-
tion on the iniQuity Of rlches-or rather the
absurdity Of people reveling In wealth, and
at the same time protesting to,be Christians.
He asked-and I'm sure / couldn't answer
him-how n Bishop can reconcile his enjoy
ment of el0, 900 year with Christ's plai
injunction, Sell all that thou hast aud dis
tribute unto the Foor.' And while l was
listening TO the sermon ] was thinking of
you, Vim. ! don't know how far you have
accepted your lather's theories-which he
himsel takes precious good care not to put
into practice But some day-for young
men are so impulsive and willful and uncer-
tain-you might suddenly take it into your
head to do some wild thing OF that kind;
and then don't you see how well il would
be for you to be married to a sensible
American girl; for ii you were to sell all
that you have and give to the poor, she
would make pretty certain you didn't sell
all that she had-so long as the married
women's property act was in force. There's
no mad Quixotism about girl like that
leve-headed, isn't that what they call it
over there? TLen, think what a help such
a wife as that would be to you in public
life. Think of an election, Tor example
whv, Louie Drexel could talk the voters out
of their five senses-bambooze the women,
and laugh the men into good humor.
wonder you didn't pick up one o those
bright American girls when you were over
in the States. l suppose you were too busy
examining the political machine and the
machinists. But I'm glad you didn't;
couldn't trust you, and I'm going to do it
for you myself. You are my boy; I'm
going to provide for you. And 1 haven't
fixed on Louie Drexel vet; but at the same
time you might come down tomorrow to St.
James Park and talk to her,"
He withdrew his eyes from the crimson
lamp, and came and took chair near her.
81 am thinking OF making little change
in nv arrangements, said be. ''There is
too much distraction here; especially at this
time of the year, when everybody's in town.
am going TO take rooms elsewhere"
"Oh, ho!" exclaimed the pretty Young
widow, with smile. "1s that it? The re-
straiut OF home has been found too much at
last-we must have freedom, and wine
parties, and cards? Well, who can wonder
at it? [ warned your father years ago OF the
folly of not sending you to college; you
would have had all that over by this time,
like other young men; but no. the future
champion of the proletariat was not to have
his mind contaminated by the sons of
squires. Well, and where have the princely
ap ,rtments been chosen? In Piccadilly, of
satin and golden goblets."
lyon are quite mistaken, aunt" he said,
simply. "The rooms l hope to get to.
are in a quiet little street that 1
dare say you never heard of; if you saw it,
you might probably call it SUNNY"
"Oh, is til it," she said again, ior her
brain was MIN lie md swift in the construc-
tion of tho s. Then you are really
going to put some of your fathers principles
into practice. and to consort with the
masses? Pve often wondered when he was
going to begin himself. You know how he
declares it to be monstrous that there should
be people oi your own race, and color, and
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