The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-06-20

5ecOnO 1n command, ShSsd NcAS,
 jealous of his influence over Beth
 Cameron, a girl beloved by both
 works against him. Peter re-
 ceives word from Europe that
 the BolSheviki are on his trail
 and there is confirmation of the
 fact in the character of some of
 the men Wells has hired. There
 is disanectiOn among the men,
 and Peter seeks to aIIay it by
 talking common sense to them.
 'ThrinSs have happened in this
 camp that are going to make
 trouble for everybody he says,
 trouble for me, trouble for Mc-
 Guire, but mere trouble for you.''
 AND HERE IT CONTINUES
 That's what we're 1ookin' for trouble-'' cried the same voice and Peter now identified it as Hymns, for the agitator had come back and stolen in urawares.
 "Ah, it's you, Flynn said Peter, easily. You come back" And then to the crowd. "I don't think Flynn is likely to be disappointed if he's look ing for trouble" he said dryly. Trouble is one of the few things in this world a man can find if he looks for it.''
 Aye, mon, an without lookin' for it. Jaughted a broad-chested Scot at Peters table.
 That's right. I met Flynn a while ago over in the office. I made him an offer. I said I'd fight him for just man to man, for our opinions He re- fused. I also told him he was a cow ard, a sneak and a liar. But he wouldn't hght-because he's what I said he was.'
 '1'lI show ye, misther-' shouted Flynn. 'sbut ain't ready yet.''
 You'll be ready when this meeting is over. And one of us is going out of this camp feet f1rst.'
 'fWe'G1 see about that"
 ''one of us will. And I think I'll do the seeing"
 A laugh went up around Peter, drowned immediately by chorus of jeers from the rear of the room
 But Peter managed to be heard again.
 well, T didn't come on this job looking for trouble.' he went on coo1Iy- 'T wanted to help you chase in any way I could" c'@The he'll you did.')
 @-Yes, did what [ could for your comfort. I raised your wages and didn't ask more than an honest days work from any one of you Some of you have stuck to your jobs like men, in spite of the talk you've heard all about you, and thank you You otherss'' he cried, toward the rear of the room. "<INve tried to meet in a friendly spirit wlere-I could but some of you don't want friendship-' ('rNot with you. we don't."l 2Nor with any one e1se-" Peter shout ed back def1antly. <FYou don't know what friendship means. or you wouldn't try to make -dtscontent and trouble for everybody when you're all getting a. good wage and good living cozrdftions.- G-That ain'e enoughS'1
 Peter calmly disregaraed the in you fellows think don't know what socialism means. I do. To the true socialist, socialism is nothing else but Christianity. It's just friendship that's all He believes in helping the needy and the weak. He believes in defending his own life and happiness and the happiness of others" ('EThat's tru-that's rightly "And he believes that the world can be led and guided by a. great brotherhood Of humanity seeking just laws and equality for all men" CConfiicting cries Of '"Thats not enoughI" and 'Let him speaki') '.But I Know what anarchy means, too because less than six months ago I was in Russia and l saw lhe nelIIS1 Inlng al work. saw men turn and kill their neighbors because the neighbors had more than they had; I saw a whole people starving, women with children at the breast, men raging, ready to fly at one another's threats from hunger, from anger, from fear of what was coming next That is what anarchy meanS.'
 What you say is a lie,' came a J-, accent. A man had risen at the rear of the room and stood facing Peter. He was not very tall and he was not in working clothes, but Peter recos- nized him at once at the man with the dark mustache, the mysterious stranger who had followed him to Black Rock Peter set his jaw and shrugged He was aware now of all the forces with which he had to deal.
 ''What does anarchy men. then?'' he asked coolly.
 'tYou know what it means" said the man, pointing an accusing finger at Peter Tt means only the end of all autocracy, whether of money or of power, the destruction of class dis tinction and making the working classes the masters of all general wealth which they alone produce and to which they alone are entitled"
 A roar of approval went up from the rear of the room, and cries of Go it, Bolsche." and Give him hell Yakimov-
 Peter waited until some order was restored, but he knew now that this type of man was more to be feared than Flynn or any other professional agitator of the I: w. W. When they had first come face to face this Rus sian had feigned ignorance of Eng lsh. but now his clearly enunciated phrases, though Unpolisheed. indicar- ed a perfect command of the Ian- guage, and of his subject. That he should choose this time to come out into the open showed that he was more sure of himself and of his aud- fence than Peter liked. And Peter had no humor to match phrases with him.
 Whatever his own helief since he had come to America, one fact stood clear: That he was employed to get