homes can be made among the rocks and canyons even - when people are
forced to it. And it is this power of millionaire to compel us to takes
his refuse that we have to do with here, and not with the quality of the
land in his game preserves. Strip him of this power and you make the
"decoration for his wall." the "deer park," and the "princeling"
impossible, and the people will once more have come into their own. Let
him retain it and he will soon drive us to beat the bush for game that
he himself will bag, as he has already bagged the wealth we produced.
Let him retain it, and his sixty miles of fencing may or may not inclose
worthless land, but it will not be the land, but the idea represented by
the deer inside, that will set us to thinking of the aristocratic
parasite and of the pauperism and slavery that is a part of his
belongings where-ever he is found. Let him retain it a little while
longer, and the soldier, who is steadily working his way on to the
scene, will be here, and then the power to help ourselves will be gone,
for the grip will be at our throats.

Those who are watching the mighty drama that is slowly unfolding itself
on the world's stage of to-day, saw during the strike of last summer
with what astounding ease a great people can be subjugated by a few
disciplined men. And we no longer labor under the mistake of thinking
that because they are our own people they will not shoot to kill. Put
your brother - aye, your son - into a uniform, and he needs but the word
to snuff you out as quick as he would a red handed Apache. He has been
drilled to believe that he himself would be snuffed out if he disobeyed.
And this result of disobedience is ever present with the man in uniform,
and has been engraved into his very soul, for his only God is the
drum-head court-martial. This is the creature that has made the
aristocratic parasite a fixture in Europe, and he is all that is needed
to make the same curse a fixture in our own country, and every attempt to