want to go.  They see stores crowded with the necessaries and luxuries of life; they want a share.  They live in days of startling pronouncements, they can read, they want the morning papers.  They live in a larger world, and knowing their brains and brawn helped to create the larger world they feel they deserve a larger share in its fortunes.  When they see avenues lined with the mansion homes of capital, and the toiling world crowded into tenement quarters, and these tenements owned by capital, not five in fifty of the country’s wage-earners owning their homes, they naturally conclude there is something wrong somewhere.

Over an inn in Ireland hangs a picture representing the “FOUR ALLS;” a king with a scepter in his hand saying, “I rule all;” a soldier with a sword in his hand saying, “I fight for all;” a bishop with a Bible in his hand saying, “I pray for all,” and a working man with a shovel in his hand saying, “I pay for all.”

  “God bless them, for their brawny hands
  Have built the glory of all lands;
  And richer are their drops of sweat,
  Than diamonds in a coronet.”

I must say, however, all the fault for present conditions must not be charged to capital.  There are faults within I wish the laboring world would see and correct.  I travel the country over and note the men who file in and out the saloons.  Are they bankers or leading business men?  No, they are laborers from factories, furnaces, fields and work-shops, spending their money for what is worse than nothing and giving it to a business that pays labor less and robs more than any other capitalization in the world.

The New York Sun says:  “Every successful man in Wall Street is a total abstainer.  He knows he must keep his brain free from alcohol when he enters the Stock Exchange, where his mind goes like a driving wheel from which the belt has slipped.”  The laboring man needs brain as clear and nerves as steady as the capitalist if he expects to win in this age of sharp competition.

What the laboring classes in this country spend for liquor in twelve months would purchase five hundred of the average manufactories of the land; what they spend in ten years would purchase five thousand, and what they spend in twenty years would control the entire manufacturing interests of the country.

A few years ago a strike occurred with the Pullman Palace Car Company.  What the laboring classes spend for intoxicating liquors in three months would purchase the Pullman Palace Car Company and all its rolling stock.  Instead of a strike, in which laboring men are out of work and families suffering for the necessaries of life, why not stop drinking beer and whiskey for ninety days, buy the whole business and let the Pullman Company do something else.  How to husband the resources of the poor is far more important than the right use of the fortunes of the rich.  There is less danger in the massing of money by the rich than there is in wasting the wages of the working world in saloons.