The labor world. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1896-current, 1907-08-17


The strong animal devours the i
weak verything eating something
/ else verything mt the mercy sof the,
beak, and claw, and hoff, and tooth
Of HAND, and club Of brain, and greed,
Inequality; injustice everywhere. The
poor horse, standing In the street with
its dray, overworked, ~overwh1pped,
under fed, when he sees other horses
groomed to mirrors, glittering with
gold, and silver, scorning with proud
feet the very earth, probably INDUCES
in the usual social!stic reflections, and
this same horse worn out and old, de-
serted by his master, turned into the
dusty road, leans his head on the top
most rail of fence, looks at donkeys,
in a field Of clover, and feels like
nihilist. In the days of slavery, the
strong devoured the weak, actually
eat their flesh. In spite of all the laws
that man has made; in spite of all ad-
vances in science, the strong, the cum
ming, the heartless still live off, of the
unfortunate. and foolish. True they
do not eat their flesh or drink their
blood, but they live on their labor, on
their denial. their WEAKNESS and want
The poor man, who deforms himself
by toll, who labors for wife and child,
through all his anxious barron wasted
life, who goes to the grave without
ever having one luxury has been the
I food of others; he has been devoured
by his fellow men. The poor woman
living in the bare and lonely room,
cheerless, and f1reless, sewing night
and day, to keep starvation from her
child, Is slowly being devoured by her
fellow men. When take into consid-
| Grafton the agony Of civilized life, the
| failures, the poverty, the anxiety, the
tears, the withered hopes, the bitter
| realities, the hunger, the crime, the
| humiliation, the shame-I am almost
| forced to say, that cannibaSlsm after
all is the most mercyful form in which
man has ever lived upon his fellow
| man.
! Is 1t possible for a man with
a good heart to be satisfied with this
world as it is now. No man can true
| ly enjoy, even what he knows to be
his own knowing that millions of his
fellow1nen are in misery and want.
! When we think of the famished, he
| feels that it is almost heartless to eat
| to meet the ragged and shivering
makes one almost ashamed to be we'll
dressed and warm. One feels as
| though his heart was as cold as their
bodies. In country filled with mil
lions and millions Of acre: Of land
waiting to be titled, where one man
can raise the food for hundreds, mil
lions are on the edge of famine. Who
can comprehend the stupidity at the
| bottom of this truth? Is there to be
| no change? Is the law of supply, in
vention and science, monopoly and
competition, capital and legislation,
always to be the enemies Of those who
toll?
VIII the workers always be igno-
| rant enough, and stupid enough. to
/ give their earnings for the useless.
Will they support millions of soldiers,
| to kill the sons of other working
| men? Will they always build temples
for ghosts and phantoms, and live in
huts and dens for themselves? Will
the lips unstained by lies forever kiss
the robed imposter's hand? Will they
understand that beggars cannot be
generous. and that every healthy man
must have the right, to earn, the right
to live? Will they finally say that
the man who has had equal privileges
with all others, has no right to COM
plain, or will they follow the example
that has been set by their oppressors?
Will they learn that force to succeed.
must have thought behind it, and that,
that thought must rest upon the cor
nerstone Of justice. -.