The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1921-12-02
CHAPTER xII-continued.

ment, "a lot of these peoples names
are absolutely household words in the
country. They may be swine-they
probably are. Thank God! I've very
rarely met any; but they ain't crimi-
nails"
"No more is Peterson" grinned the
American; "at least not on that book.
See here, Captain, It's pretty clear
what's happening. In any country to-
Of people with more wind than brain.
They just can't stop talking, and as yet
it's not criminal offense. Some of
'em believe what they say, like Spin
dle-shanks upstairs; some Of 'em don't.
And II they don't, 1t makes 'em worse !;
they start writing as well. You've got
clever men-lntellectual men-look at
some of those guys In the first-class
general lecturers-and they're the
worst Of the lot. Then you've got an
other class-the men with the business
brain, who think they're getting the
sticky end Of 1t, and use the takers
to pull the chestnuts out of the fire for
them. And the chestnuts, who are the
poor blamed decent workingmen, are
promptly dropped In the ashpit to keep
'em quiet. They all want something for
nothing, and / guess 1t can't be done.
They all think they're fooling one an
other, and what's really going at the
moment is that Peterson Is fooling the
whole bunch. He wants all the strings
in his hands, and it looks to me as If
he'd got 'em there. He's got the money
and we know where he got 1t from !;
he's got the organization-all either
red-hot revolutionaries, or intellectual
windstorms, or calculating knaves
He's amalgamated 'em, Captain; and
the whole blamed lot, whatever they
may think, are really working for
him"
Drummond thoughtfully lit Gig
arctic.
working toward a revolution In
this country" he remarked quietly.
'Sure thing" answered the Ameri-
can. "And when he brings 1t off, /
guess you won't catch Peterson for
dust. He'll pocket the Doodle. and the
boobs will stew In their own juice. l
guessed 1t In Paris; that book makes
II a certainty. But It amt criminal.
In a court Of law he could swear It was
an organization for selling bird-seed."
For q while Drummond smoked In
silence, while the two sleepers shifted
upaa ofIx In THAR chairs II oil caempd
90 simple In spite Of the immensely Of
the scheme. Like most normal English
men, politics and labor disputes had
left him cold In the past; but no one
who ever glanced at a newspaper
could be ignorant Of the volcano that
had been simmering just beneath the
surface for years past.
"Not one in hundred"-the Ameri-
cans voice broke into his train Of
thought-"of the so-called revolution
airy leaders In this country are disin-
terested, Captain. They're out for
Number One, and when they've talked
the boys into bloody murder, and your
existing social system is down-and-out,
they'll be the leaders In the new one.
That's what they're playing for
power; and when they've got 1t, God
help the men who gave 1t to EN-"
Drummond nodded, and Lit another
cigarette. Odd things he had read re-
Cured to him: trade unions refusing
to allow discharged soldiers to join
them; the reiterated threats Of direct
action. And to what end?
A passage in a part Of the ledger en-
IDENTIFY devoted to extracts from the
speeches of the flrst-class general lee
turers caught his eye:
To me, the big fact Of modern life Is
the war between classes. People
declare that the method Of direct ac-
ton inside a country will produce a
revolution. I agree 1t involves
the creation of an army. :"
And beside the cutting was a note
BY Peterson In red Ink:
IAN excellent mani Send for pro-
tracted tour"
The note of exclamation appealed to
Hugh; he could see the writer's
tongue in his cheek as he put 1t in.
TT involves the creation of an army.
:" The words Of the inundated
rabbit came back to his mind. "The
man of stupendous organizing power,
who has brought together and welded
into one the hundreds Of societies sim
liar to mine, who before this have
each. on their own. been feebly strug-
Cling toward the light Now we are
combined, and our strength Is due to
him.
In other words, the army was on the
road to completion, an army where
ninety per cent of the lighters duped
By the remaining ten--would struggle
blindly towards dim, half-understood
goal, only to find out too late that the
whip of Solomon had been exchanged
for the scorpion of his son. -.
~why can't they be made to under
stand, Mr. GreenY' he cried bitterly.
'-TRe working man--the decent fell
low
sHas anyone tried to make 'em un-
derstand, Captain I guess I'm no In
tellectual guy, but there was q French
writer felicw--victor Hugo-who
wrote something that sure hit the nan