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Updated: June 28, 2025
I told you some time ago that you were defeated in your Millsburgh campaign by Adam Ward's retirement from the Mill. You are too late because you are forced now to deal, not with Adam Ward and Peter Martin, but with their sons." "Oh, ho! and what you should say also, is that I am really forced to deal with an old basket maker who has no legs, heh? Well, we shall see about that, too, Mr.
When this foreign defender of the rights of the American laboring class returned to the porch he was smiling approval. "Good!" he said. "You are all right, I think. No man could read the papers and books that you have there, and not be the friend of freedom and a champion of the people against their capitalist masters. We will have a great victory for the Cause in Millsburgh, comrade.
That we have sworn, and will not turn aside, That we will onward till we win or fall, That we will keep the faith for which they died." It is doubtful if in all Millsburgh there was a soul who felt a personal loss in the passing of their "esteemed citizen" Adam Ward.
Everybody says you are the best friend of the working people. But I tell you there cannot be friendship between the employer class and the laboring class it must be between them always war. So, Mr. Interpreter, you must look out. The time is not far when the people of Millsburgh will know for sure who is a friend to the labor class and who is a friend to the employer class."
An' there'll be no man that'll deny my right to be heard in any meeting of Millsburgh working men. I helped the Interpreter to organize the first union that was ever started in this city and so far we've managed to carry on our union work without any help from outsiders who have no real right to call themselves American citizens even much less to dictate to us American workmen."
"And don't you know," he said, "that it is the Interpreter who is at the bottom of all my trouble?" "Father!" "The Interpreter, I tell you, is back of the whole thing. He is the brains of the labor organizations in Millsburgh and has been for years. Why, it was the Interpreter who organized the first union in this district. He has done more to build them up than all the others put together.
"But," asserted the Mill owner, "it is men like me who have built up this country. Look at our railroads, our great manufacturing plants, our industries of all kinds! Look what I have done for Millsburgh! You know what the town was when you first came here. Look at it now!" "The new process has indeed wrought great changes in Millsburgh," suggested the Interpreter. "The new process!
"But about my plans for this campaign in Millsburgh," he went on. "You know the great brotherhood that I represent and you are familiar with their teachings of course." He gestured comprehensively toward the Interpreter's library. The man in the wheel chair silently nodded assent. Jake Vodell continued. "I am come to Millsburgh, as I go everywhere, in the interests of our Cause.
Most of all, you fear for yourself and your material possessions. And you have reason to be afraid of this danger that you yourself have brought upon Millsburgh." "What!" cried the Mill owner. "You say that I am responsible? that I brought this anarchist agitator here?"
As he turned from the cash register to throw his customer's change on the scratched top of the glass show case, the philosopher added with a grin that was a curious blend of admiration, contempt and envy, "An' you just can't think the Mill without thinkin' Adam Ward." That grin was another distinguishing mark of the well informed resident of Millsburgh.
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