United labor bulletin., 1910-11-10
THE LABOR UNION spY.

(By Marshall Dewitt.)
There is thing that lives on earth.
1t sometimes walks, it sometimes
crawls;
A thing that nature cursed at birth,
Which rises not, but falls and falls.
1t walks when in the union halls;
It's voice is raised for the oppressed,
But then these walks are only crawls
To those who know its tactics best.
For crawling is its stock in trade:
1t crawls to make its acts seem just;
1t crawls DER men it has betrayed;
1t crawls for the oppressors crust
Down in the dirt and filth and slime,
1t grovels to make good the claim
OF genteel thieves who thrive by crime,
And do it all in labor's namei
A creature of the night accursed,
To spew its venom on the race
So labor's march can be reversed
To keep degenerates III place.
When the Infinite, or first Great Cause
(that almighty energy which seeks ex-
preston through the Cosmic forces of
evolution and which our religious friends
personify and call Cod created tie in
dustrial spy he drew his inspiration
from the psychic deformities of Dante's
Inferno, selected an organism of the Rep
tilian Age, gave it the blood of a snake
and the heart of beast, baptized it in
the hell broth of the witches of Macbeth
and christened it Labor Union Spy. Then
he covered its hideous form with the
mantle ot innocence and sent ii out into
the Industrial infernos of modern civili-
zation among the children of men to add
to the sum of human misery and to
breathe out it's contagion on the world,
to live and move and have its being as
hell-boIn wretch for dirty jobs, disowned
by men and despised by its Creator,
hang-dog cur that never feels but sneaks
around where honest working men as
semble to secure justice, only to betray
them into the power of their enemies
constituencies lickspittle, the scaven-
ger of those official vermin who fatten
on the putrescience of corporation plum
der, earning its tainted dollars like the
tip-proud fiunkies of corporation
kitchen and spending them among gam
blers and prostitutes, to add, If possible,
that much more infamy to its degreda-
ton. So to live a despicable wretch, de-
spised by worse wretches who employ it
and to go down to the grave "unwept,
unhonored and unsung," living in the
hearts of mankind only to the extent
that its infamies shall snatch it from OBJ
liyion Its undeveloped soul will never
survive the shock of death, but if per-
chance it should and should gravitate to
its proper level it would be impossible
for his satanic majesty to find 1T, for
million souls the size of its would rattle
in the bladder of flea and still leave
plenty of standing room for the big souls
of Jim Mcfarland and Harry Orchard
Brother union man, is the portrait
overdrawn? The writer thinks not and
believes that many of you who have suf-
fered from contact with these creatures
could add some embellishments to the
picture. Yet further he believes that
the simon pure union men of Denver and
Colorado will not depart from their his
toric custom but vote again for the sys-
TEN that breeds such amiable creatures
and for the men who employ them
When Victor Hugo declared that like
attracts like" he was mistaken. He had
never studied American labor union pol
itics.