The labor world. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1896-current, 1908-12-12
A Worksr,s Dream,

i ..,s:Es. A Workers Dream. :
s Retiring to my room in the early
evening to take the much needed rest
and sleep, after a hard and tedious
days labor, i law down on the cot and
soon after fell into slumbers deep in
the land of nod.
Seemingly 1 had lain but a short
time when awakened by the worrying
mind at the contemplation of picture
OF my childhood dogs when under the
guiding care OF the angel Of purity
and love! My Mother! and the Wis
ions in my after life Of the teachings
that were taught at that dear old
mothers knee, though young in years
and a mind as yet not deeply i'm
pressed with the ways Of the world.
That mother very sincerely tried to
impress my mind with the knowledge
that I may in the future be able to
distinguish between right and wrong.
One of these teachings taught me was
that vivid picture of the ever burning
Hell. And at this time how forcibly do
these teachings that were taught me
then force themselves upon me as they
pass before my vision as recollected
in that dream. The vision as seen is
as follows:
In my half waking sleeping condi-
ton, 1t seemed to me as though had
left mortal earth and passed to the
place where mankind knows no rest,
after entering the domains Of the Arch
Demon. The scenes which met my
gaze were terrible to behold as my
untutored mind could not conceive the
existence Of such horrible contrasts,
between life ana death.
The Demon saw was of the form
Of man, all attired in flaming red, red
horns and tail, red eyes, fiery flames
breathed from his nostrils, a tongue of
flame protruding from between two
burning Goals, and each and every
footstep leaving in it's wake fires lately
started by the presence Of the demon.
When upon entering the domain of
this monster, feeling uneasy at the
uncanny appearance of this strange
place, and after watching the actions
of this strange creature, I became of
the belief that: this monster whom
had been watching was more human
than he was monster. After observing
his actions for some time I became
brave enough to speak to this demon
and ask him, Why art thou accused Of
being such g monster? People on
earth taught us that our wrong doing
was caused by listening to your plead
ings, & instead Of treating them with
contempt as we should do.
Oh, yes, said he: know you were
taught that all wrong doing was laid
upon my shoulders in order to shield
themselves of, some wrong doing by
which they were making a. profit. Yes,
you children We're taught when you
were young that I was q demon; but
let us see. It has been the capitalist
who was interested in the teaching
that I was the cause of all wrong
doing; but let us look at the capitalist.
I receive news every day that has
caused me to- picture him In this fash
ion, A Bloated Human Spider who
sucks the life's blood OF its victims, or
gorgeous apparelled, champagne
drinking, cigar-smoking brute who as
he rakes in his gold, laughs and grows
fat upon the sufferings of us wretched
creatures sacrificed to his greed.
Do you not think that you condemn
too sternly the capitalist? We were
taught that he was a benefactor to
mankind and aided progress by being
frugal ana therefore furnishing work
to us workers who did not have brains
enough to work for ourselves
Oh, yes, 1 know they taught you
that, but have you ever asked yourself
why they did so, or whether they were
using this teaching as subterfuge SO
they could better conceal the truth
Do you believe that country that is
able to produce SO many good things
in life there should be $4,000 little chill
dren compelled by law to go to school
without enough food to nourish their
systems while they were trying to
learn?
Do you believe that the wife of a
workingnan killed through the fault of
the employer because he would not
furnish proper protection around the
machine which her husband was oper-
ating, that after her husband was
taken from her she should be COM
PEELED by starvation and want to find
some position in a factory or sweat
ing institution, compelling her to work
for pittance to maintain, herself and
child? What's that, did you speak to
me. Gee whiz, that was queer
dream, that vision Of hell. .
~. VULCAN.
A Word to Democrats.
The Intelligent, thinking Democrat
must now be fully persuaded that