The Northwest worker. [volume] (Everett, Wash.) 1915-1917, 1916-11-23
by Wilbur Maitrc Fairbanks

or announce the time Tor our nome go
ing. Yet, the whistles absence not
outstanding, Sunday is always our
busy day. This particular Sunday of
which am about to write was no
exception to the ,ulc.
Two hour Mt the typewriter fol
lowed breakfast. causing another
manuscript to begin ing on some
scmh'ar'c "f completion. Then came
some half dozen letters, these to be-
read and answered Forty five min
ut's with The volume entitled econ
tracts came next. This over, was
free 70 attack the appeal" Chris
tian Socialist. American Socialist,
and the Labor Journal
BY now the afternoon was well
along and the weekly bundle of pa
pers had yet to be distributed. One
hours tramp accomplished this duty.
Our return completed that Sundays
labor But our arrival found us both
hungry, lunch having been overlook
ed in the works hustle. SO she who
has been my side kicker" for the
past nine months and who is the best
cook in the world began our meals
preparation. For such an adept in the
mysteries of cookery as she, the
feast's compromising was mere
trifle In fifteen minutes it was red
hot and ready to serve!
And some feed it was, too believe
me! For a starter there We're two
bowls of steaming chicken soup, this
being Favored with just enough
onion to give it the right "kick." Fol
lowing the soup came two fat sand
wiches made from the best bread ever
baked, and thick layers of sausage
To my sandwich | added few droys
of Lea & Perrins" to give it zipp.
(And now let me pause here, please,
to answer the following outbursts.)
Outourst No. / Chicken soup!! how
could you afford chicken" Outburst
No. 2: "Sausage!! was it Club
House, You must be a bloated cap
itaftSt!t If so, don't -flaunt us with
your damned extravaganza"
The answer:
~ No. susceptible one, it wasn't
real chicken, just a 10-cent can of
"Campbell's.' Chicken with feathers
on costs 50 apiece in our neighbor-
hood, said So equalling five days
rent, or SIS Of one day at hard labor.
(2) No, too also, Miss Credulous, the
sausage was also some Guaranteed
under the Act of Congress" brand of
canned stuff, the name of which |
have forgotten.
Soup and sandwiches devoured, a
dish of prunes and a generous piece
of chocolate cake were sent along to
keep them company. And now the
meal and the day were at an end.
At evening, when the twilight's
hover settles over the valleys silence,
our rented porch seems to front the
world. Especially was this true on
that Sabbath night. Away off west
ward, dimly outlined above that reach
of space wherein the sun had slipped
from sight, the shouldering Olympic's
silhouette upreared it's monster,
wraith-like battlements. Over east,
the snow-gilded Cascades were a rag
ged row of towering, cleaning tusks.
Above these rose the benign soar of
Mt Rainier's silver brow. Between
the two mountain range barriers lay
wooded hills and valleys; and among
the hills and the valleys wove the
many, reaching arms of Puget Sound.
Upon the Sounds rim were the con-
gested misery of cities, the lone iso-
lation of distant huts, and the home
less thousands of earths outcasts who
had nowhere to lay them down except
beneath the open sky. But the hills,
the valleys, the cities, and the huts of
men were blurred in gloom, An abys-
NAL shroud engulfed them all, for the
valley was in the shadow and no
light shone in its depth. But above,
on the mountains tops, a radiance
was everywhere.
Awed by Natures cosmic benefit
cence, my gratitude was as a prayer
of thankfulness. In the solemn pres
ence Of the nights stupendity, my
soul delighted. My being surged to
suffocation with a boundlessness of
gratitude. Gratitude for that frugal
meal; a proof against the night; for
the knowledge that these were mine
because the brow's sweat and the
hands grip had earned them! Graft
tude for health and strengthened for
UNDERSTANDING. Undertaking
Of those Principles that weave the
VISIONS fabric. The Vision which
seeks to bring the Brotherhood of
Man-and PEACE and PLENTY.
Grateful that no beguilements, neither
threats nor scorn, could turn me from
my humble share of effort which
sought the VISIONS coming. And
| wished this night that every man,