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The Western Comrade, v. 2, no. 6/7 - Marxist History.org

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<strong>The</strong> <strong>Western</strong> <strong>Comrade</strong> 23<br />

Your Class Must Win!<br />

YOU<br />

By Allan L. Benson<br />

can<strong>no</strong>t win unless your class wins—the working<br />

class. You can<strong>no</strong>t win unless you get together and<br />

stick together. <strong>The</strong> Socialist platform is the only<br />

place in America in which you can get together without<br />

finding grafters and bunco men sandwiched in among you.<br />

<strong>The</strong> Socialist Party is a working man's and a working woman's party. Graft-<br />

ers have <strong>no</strong> use for it. Bunco men steer clear of it. Its platform does <strong>no</strong>t contain<br />

a splinter of comfort for any of them. It is on the level and on the square. It<br />

will <strong>no</strong>t break down and it will <strong>no</strong>t blow up.<br />

If we had a Socialist Congress today, this country would enter upon such an<br />

era of prosperity as the world never saw. As a matter of fact, the world has<br />

never seen much prosperity, except for a few. <strong>The</strong> rest of the people are always<br />

close to the hunger line.<br />

would have been assured for 100 years, probably for-<br />

ever.<br />

But the Kaiser and his government are only the<br />

executive committee of the ruling class, the capital-<br />

ists, and such a dream of peace and progress was <strong>no</strong>t to<br />

be realized. Russia has <strong>no</strong>t won a great war in 100<br />

years. She was the first white nation to be ig<strong>no</strong>mini-<br />

ously defeated by a handful of the yellow race—lit-<br />

tle Japan. She has just passed through a violent in-<br />

ternal revolution whose fires are merely smouldering<br />

ready to burst out again into a conflagration. It behooved<br />

the Czar to precipitate a foreign war to avert<br />

an upheaval at home, and he seized the opportunity<br />

to back Servia, when menaced by Austria and declared<br />

war. It fitted well the plans of the Kaiser to engage<br />

the forces of reform in the slaughter of their brothers<br />

in France and the war is on-<br />

Let us hope that out of this horrible carnage will<br />

emerge a Europe without a King, a Czar or a "War<br />

Lord or a Mailed Fist ; that every vestige of autocracy<br />

and militarism will disappear and every scion of kingly<br />

rule be driven into exile; that every SAvord shall be<br />

turned into a plowshare and every spear into a pruning<br />

hook<br />

That the war drums shall throb <strong>no</strong> more and the battle-<br />

flags be furled,<br />

In the Parliament of man, the Federation of the World.<br />

SEPTEMBER MIDNIGHT<br />

LYRIC<br />

By SARAH TEASDALE-<br />

night of the lingering Indian Summer,<br />

Shadowy fields that are scentless but full of<br />

singing,<br />

Never a bird, but the passionless chant of insects.<br />

Ceaseless, insistent.<br />

<strong>The</strong> grasshopper's horn, and far off, high in the maples,.<br />

<strong>The</strong> wheel of a locust leisurely grinding the silence<br />

Under a moon waning and worn, broken.<br />

Tired with summer.<br />

Let me remember you, voices of little insects,<br />

"Weeds in the moonlight, fields that are tangled with<br />

asters.<br />

Let me remember, soon will the winter be on us,<br />

S<strong>no</strong>w hushed and heavy.<br />

Over my soul murmur your mute benediction,<br />

"While I gaze. Oh fields that rest after harvest,<br />

As those who part look long in the eyes they lean to.<br />

Lest they f<strong>org</strong>et them.

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