The Progress., 1893-03-04

down to Chesapeake bay to shoot song
birds-qudil-beautiful song birds.
As beautiful song as l ever heard
the woods ring with is the song of the
quail-the love song of the bird in the
spring as from some hillside he calls 10
his mate across the meadow. The first
thing l did in boyhOod was to initiate
the loved call of a quail. have heard
wood and field ring as with chorus d.
vine, ring with the wonderful song OF
love-and yet like quail on toast. One
man will turn up his nose at another be-
cause he thinks he is so much better,
whereas, as a matter of fact, we are de-
velOped from the same material, and Our
differences and peculiarities we have en-
phasizs@ and believe that they are the
lines along which the divine runs.
What volcanoes Of passion and appetite
slumber beneath tailor cut clothes! What
volcanoes Of passion and Of slumbering
brutal power! | know you have got on
a fine Suit Of clothes, but beneath that
outer garb there slumber wild passions
Of anger and hate, until, if you dared to
do it, you could cut out mans very
heart. Hatred and pride and scorn and
appetite and power that say I will have
What I ike slyIber in every man. Aye,
let them slunlber.
We are far behind the Chinese in some
things-we, the elect, the chosen nation.
In China woman can go out alone with
out the slightest danger of any sort of at
tack, but she cannot in America, in New
York. Often our refinements and cul-
ture among the races and people run
along certain lines of individual prefCi'-
ence and development, and our very cul-
ture is but the finesse Of self and selfish
desires. Passion and appetite beneath
our clothes! Yes. Cut by the best tailor!
| know.
THE DOG KNOWS A DRUNKARD.
a man that gets drunk goes right down
with a dog. l can prove that. Some
men were talking one day on the piazza
of country tavern about fierce dogs,
and one fellow said, 81 am not afraid of
any dog" Another man said: Il have
dog out there under that shed sleeping.
Suppose you go out there and sit down"
The other man said he would. So they
all gathered around and went out to
watch him. But the owner of the dog
said, II warn you not to go; you will
get hurt" So they all went out to see
the fun. This man started out toward
the wagon, and he kind of loosened ont
his joints and began to stumble along
and sing drunken songs. He fell against
the wagon and sang and made two OF
three loud, idiotic remarks, stumbled
over the hind wheel into the wagon and
fell over on The seat where the dog lay,
singing all the time. The dog looked
at him, seemed to take in the situation,
then got out of his way, and finally
jumped off the seat. No dog will bite
drunken man, because the dog knows the
man Is on his own level, and he does not
want to eat dog. Yet how many men
in this world would believe they had in
them the elements of dog. In the graf
ification of appetite, pure aid simple,
man thus shows his kinship to the brute.
Second-Scratch society beneath it5
veneer, and you will discover the brute
element. That is the reason why we
have saloons. The state says, Men arc
killed, but we need taxes" And the state
goes into partnership with the devil ar1
runs them, because the state is willing
thus to come down to the level of the in'
dividual who is determined to make his
bread out of his neighbor's blood. We
have these tenement evils in our city be-
cause the landlords who own them do not
care about those who live in them. They
want dividends, and they will never teal
those shanties down or improve them
until the state takes the landlord by the
throat and makes him do it.
They used to hang witches in the oldep
times because they threw over people
spell. But here is a dime novel that
threw spell over your boy and sent him
to Jail. Here is your modern newspa-
per that throws its spell over the life OF
him who reads its daily tale of crime and
murder and villainy until the children
from your home one by one are snatched
from your heart and life and murdered.
and they do not hang anybody for it.
NO MERCY IN TRADE.
Today, in our society, scratch be-
meath the surface-deep down some
times, shallow sometimes-and you will
find there these elements of the brute
that still survive. We have it illustrated
in our commercial world. Men cut each
others throats in commerce without
mercy. In martial war they show some
mercy. They do not fire on hospitals
or women. But in the world of COM
merce men wreck and kill and destroy
and crush lives without mercy. 1t is
the strongest man who wins.
Years ago you had hundreds of shoe
dealers. Where are they today? Great
commercial establishments said, 1--WE
can hire men cheap to sell shoes, and we
have space So they strangled these
shoe dealers to death, and they are
now out of work. In our great dry
goods stores these magnificent men of
brute powcr open their grocery estab-
lishments, and your little corner grocery
is perishing. 1t is the great power that
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