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Show driven back, scourged, to our inhuman j tasks. "But why reproach yon, now that the hour for retribution has come! Think not that I cjnif to be.' lor redress re-dress for my class; that time Is passed. pass-ed. We now demand; we v ill take and hold! "Hark! hear ou that rumble? 'Tis the advancing columns of a victorious army, iho proletarian hosts. Ah. you tremble! Be not afraid! No Mr-dame I targe marches in Ihoso ranks carrying carry-ing knitted lists of condemned ones The bonifying spectacle of severed j beads stuffed with grass and stuck on pikes Is seen not there. No bloody j guillotine awaits to mutilate your miserable mis-erable bodies ' Tha which you hear I is no headless mob, devastating the land with the torch ef dest met iui. I When the ta'e of this revolutLtn Is ' told, blood ami barricades will not be- j daub il. nor a reign of terror mar its j liiunipb. Those yearnings of hu-j 1 inanity so long denied. Liberty. Equality Equal-ity and crnlernity, are now enthroned and will endure. I nek' see you that light in the F.-st! How it rhnnce-s those dark lowering low-ering clouds to robes of shimmering red! Clorlous are the rays that come piercing through. 'TIs the effulgent glow of the Socialist Republic! The morning of a new day is dawninc! The birth hour is r une when master and slave will be no more! Henceforth, the fruits of Labor shall belong to Labor!" The proletarian censed speaking His form had become erect and his countenance gleamed with a radiance of joy, hope and enthusiasm. He turned with a lo;k of pity and commiseration com-miseration at the abject figure cowering cower-ing in the chair, and was gone. RETRIBUTION. (By Chas. H. Ross, Llda, Nov.) For weeks, the gathering force of a social revolution had been shaping Itself, It-self, A thoroughly organized proletariat, prole-tariat, for the first time In Ihe history his-tory of its class, bad become Imbued with a conscious and unified purpose Herculean efforts were put forth by the master class to stem the rushing torrent which they Knew, if not Immediately Im-mediately checked, -would inevitahly overwhelm them. The bulkheads of capitalism, already decayed and wormeatcn. were strained to the utmost, and the cleansing waters wat-ers of proletarian politics were sweeping sweep-ing the old order of things into oblivion. obliv-ion. Impotent in the hands of the workers, work-ers, so long aa they lacked tlie economic eco-nomic power to enforce it, the ballot had at last become an invincible weap- on; the jud.cial. executive and legls-j legls-j l.itlvo organizations of capitalistic society so-ciety were honey-combed with industrial indus-trial representatives, and these were held there and defended from tho schemes and chicanery of their enemies en-emies by the eer-growiug might of the workers' organized industrial force. I With head bowed and a countenance reflecting a mind uneasy and perturbed, perturb-ed, the master cf Sklbo Castle sat, deep In meditation. The muffled roar I of murmuring voices ami tramping i feet of a vast multitude could he heard from afar. Presently, liis lips moved in speech: "Fame" ho muttered, "so this is the thlDg men strive so fiercely for. I have achieved it. and yet, what a worthless husk withal. What have I gained through all these years of ceaseless strucgle for wealth ajid power? pow-er? What emoluments do I possess that can serve as b.ilm to a mind conscious con-scious of the misery, the despair and the agonized cry of multitudes steeped In squalor nnd want? To gain the goal 1 have waded through this reeking reek-ing mass of suffering, deaf to ull the cries for mercy. "And yet. I was but one of thousands thous-ands by some invisible force pushed irresistibly forward, blind to everything every-thing but the goal ahead. Did our moral sense cry out against the course pursued, material interests strangled It to death. To pause but for an Instant In-stant in the ran? resulted in defeat, and, crushed and bruised, we would be trampled underneath." Suddenly, a step was heard; conscious con-scious of a form beside bini be lifted his eyes and beheld a man of large frame bearing evidences of a once splendid physic, but now emancipated with the ravages of want and privation: priva-tion: shoulders sUtoped and body wrecked by years of slavish toil and drudgery. The edd man in the chair moved riot, bis face paled and a dread fenr look possession of him. His visitor stnod with folded arm gazing down upon bim who was once bis master. 'So I have found you!" he began. In a low. tense voice, "long and patiently pat-iently have 1 awaited this hour. Know you who I ain? I was once your slave. Through you. I and thousand of cthers have lost our health. Our manhood, our all. Out of our scorched scorch-ed aud blistered bodies have you coin-ej coin-ej the coldcn dollars which you count by millions. To the cries of our wives and babes for hre-id. your heart was as cold and unrcsnonshe to pity ns the dollars I hat dropped in your Id p. "Compelled lo toll and swelter be-fore be-fore your, furnaces, breathing an atmosphere at-mosphere of scorching fire; against the miserable pittance allowed ns. did Wr rebel ;md strike, hut yr,. invoked tbo power o your class and we were , |