Wheeling majority. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1907-192?, 1912-02-22

felt ddn0rGnt ABOUT U1SUDoyau6 OAUNA1
then. You called out the militia and
ordered them to shoot when tn
marchers roundedthe curve. The sol
diers obeyed your orders. Andy. ans
when the smoke and dust had cleared
away a lot Of your workers lay dead
in the road, with stark, uplifted faces
their blood and brahms oozing out IL
the dust OF the highway. cannot
think that your dreams have been
sweeter or your sleep more peaceful
because Of the memory Of those poor
dead workingmen lying there in the
dust, with wailing wives and babes
standing grief-stricken by. It must
be a hard task to build enough gray
granite libraries to cover from the
sight Of God and man those stark, cold
faces and the oozing blood.
Your s'three-score years and ten
are more than gone now, Andrew. You
can hope for only few more short
years Of life. Do you think these
years will be long enough to enable
your gold to hide away those stains
Yes, Andy. it viii soon be your time
to face the judgmen bar Of just God
who knows not name or gold or posi-
ton, who cannot be fooled1by ''philan-
thropy" and who reckons only with
the hearts Of men.
Don't advise workers to disobey
orders, Andy. MY soul is sick already
with the spilled blood Of my brothers
and sisters. Surely you can't. want
your path to the final judgment bar
made more slippery with human gore
II you shoot down workers who dis
obey orders, so viii your brother CAPT
talists. Would you have the blood
they spin staining your garments
also? Are they not foul enough al
ready that you should counsel disc.
bedience among the workers Re
member, one taste of freedom forever
ruins slave. Teach him to disobey
and never again will he be subservient
to your beck and call.
Andrew Carnegie, you are an old
man now; old and in your dotage
Your soul is stained with the blood
Of my brothers; your heart ccrroded
with the curse OF your ill-gotten gold;
your life is one long history Of rob.
berry, despoilation and murder, yet
cannot ind it in my heart to hate you
/ know that the day Of reckoning fol-
you and your kind IS almost here
You know it, too, and frantically you
are trying to stay its coming by blat-
ant charity. You deal out cant ad.
vice to the workers in order to make
the crime OF their condition seem
to be their Individual fault; you tell
them to take your advice and they
viii all succeed and be happy. Yet
that advice is the last cry Of asinine
ignorance. You would turn icono.
clast and destroy without a rational
plan for upbuilding; you would be
more Of robber than you have been.
and rob your own class Of their prop.
erty with nothing better to take its
place. You would destroy great in
dustrfes and leave millions Of work
their employment and livelihood; you
ers to starve. with noproyision for
would turn hungersmad mobs loose to
ravage and pillage and XIII, then call
your hired Pinkertons and Burns to
shoot down those crazed into brutality
by hunger.
s Carnegie, If the working class was
ignorant enough to take you seriously
YOU would be one Of the most &C.
cursed enemiesof the race that ever
lived since time began. Thank God.
they are not. The years Of persistent
agitation and education the Socialist
and Trade Unionists have carried on
has educated the working class, and
when they sat down to their Sunday
newspapers and read your birthday
effusion they smiled IN contempt.
Some workers said to themselves,
..Braying old iackass, others "Igno-
rant old FOSSIL then tossed the dis
credited sheet aside and quietly put
on their hats and went 10 the Socialist
local or Trade Union hall and quietly
attended to their business Of relegat-
ing YOU and your Tx and your cld,
cOrrupt, moldy capitalist system 70
the junk heap whore you belong.