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mm -m. m Srti7-1926 Federated Pressin ^seh Pierjantaina» jöuluk. ITpmä — Friday, Pec> X7 Uember The Federated Flreas f voans Proletaire ; V a s : b d m ' some-jijlie, but belongs t o no country^ j3 the world's adventurer. He g « ^ ' t h e living languages; of-.east sd we3t. Hard a? oails, shaasjr a s bark, a laigiiinf, fighting young- , giant. j)9Dgerouä and m a g n e t i c i , ^ t h r ed jj^. like a bonfire, blu^ eyes like iiycnets, and a thest i i k e the bulge cf 3 mquntain. , Hahda Jifee machines. vPrecise and His wonderfttl hands can llcreate anything/mtan needs; he \ taoifs aU the trades. 'ffe'work3; he digs coal, scoops fousdätions, f l i n g s , «p^ vast sky-r ayapers Iike songs*roared by a l^tonkard: He playa vrith rivers of «iite-fcot steeL 'He fashions sub- ' iijB, sculptures.. aeroplanes, • models; Jo&motives. Wheat, green and gold ' lie;paints over miles, « f pranie x a n - '1(33. H r m grace' of his Panama • CaaaL , Tosses thnnderbolts tförough the air, is electrician and radio oiut. Hammers ontVn^ and \. actor i n huge plays. Artist, sden&t, wft-ke,r—^is everything. 'ffoyking girls are ^crazy about liit—father of bold, exuherant^ son-tanncd children. Healthy as a TfM mustang-^nd a lover thrilling Mia ride on av,.Coney;Island roUer co3ster. Even nlce ladies forget pik^ I%i BeU^^ husbands vkm he's around.' 'F&r,^fae's no slave but the world*s iamortal vrild young' adventurer. Hurrah; for l i f e ! H e knoivs' how to Hake up his mind. " • '2. F I C H T S " P A U L B U N Y AN Paul Bunyan, a ' middle-aged American ^ a n t , - w a s foreman over the workers of America. He had b&n a worker/himself l o r long years, faut-had-beenrÄirSjrted ~hy a mean Iittiä Miser' who owned, through black niagic, the fields and factories öf America. This ogre gave Bimyan a Ford car, a house, a pretty Iawn and a white collar, and thns comipted him. Paul Bun-yaahanded the . M i s e r his soul for Öi«pe fehiags. ' H e Tvas converted ftom a man into a mqrciless go- Setter and driver, a scissor-bilL wiUi a scab soul. Young Proletaire was sprawled la^y one noon* the length of the liigt palisades, dreaming over New York, that gianfs best dream. Paul Bunyan suddenly was above liira, kicfcipg at his face with hob-taaed boots, and^ snarling: " N ow I found yeh, yeh agitator! <Jet the neU back to the country you come from, Tm boss h e r e !" Young Proletaire was taken by ä"n>rise. He sprang to his feet. 'Tm a worker. So are you, 'IVhy °o Jipa fight f o r the M i s e r ? " Young Proletaire said clearly. Paul Bunyan went raging TiKtd; I hate your guts—don't argue, «eiit/' he shouted: "You are the ^ 7 who makes rebels a n d slackers. America isn't b i g enongh for both of VM." So they fought. The battle thun-cered over mountains and dovm ™Jeys for a bloody year. Lakes were dried u p ; raih-oad^ twi3ted to janfc; cities smashed to splin^ «IB like teacups. Blood gnshed in «»ers dovrn the smootii' auto roads. Janna died and vrere deserted like «d dead work horses., Factories *ere smitten, and xats and spiders oauated them, ^ though they were' ftodal castles. A tertible time it was: •jvorse 3 WaU Street panic year, but «ot quite as bad as one o f the *«3er's frequent international v a r a . «volution! , f he end , e a m e ; i n Seattle. ,Paul jHnyai' WB8 - K c k e d . l a y exhausted JP the dirt. , Tonng Proletaire ^ ! ^ ^ ovet him, « o o d y cn^! alert ]^«*ed to f i n i s h ; Punyan ;forevcr, Old lady remonstratsd.'^Wanted «otber ^ chance tnvert the man-driver. ' " I n c o t a b l e , " ' pronoonced Young <*oIetaire deariy, " a n d he himself ^ there T»asn't room eaough f or « f «3 i n A m e r i c a . " i tte finished fbfi job.' Old b dy f cat back fiUed with ethicai sor-to vfftHdag c h a i r ' and pusay- «*» and fiindtt poetry. Voung E r o - ^v^iivam a moqntain into ^'^•^"•knA^sgluAed ^about *^r, lat t h e eood s n n l i m l wate* heal his many wounds. In a month he was healed and ready a ^ i n f or work and play. Hurrah for life! 3. C L O S E S T H E H O T A IR F A C T O R Y There was a factory of höt air, run by lawyers. The seat of gov-emmont, manufactured the "laws." 1^0 one recpected it, but a l i deemed it necessary. The Mfser pwned ali the lawyers, bought them with Packards. To him their hot air was necessary—a screen between his throne and the workers, who believed in democ- 'cracy. Young Pi-oletaire watched the lawyers at work. - ' VUseless!" he muttered. "Hot air grows no wheat, runs no r a i l - roads, vrrites no poems!" he hated hot air, had always loved the cold clean electric air of truth. HoAv to govern the fields, factories, mines and theaters of America? he called to him. miners; farmers,, machinists, artists, erigi-neers and other -»orkers. "Shall the lawyers govern you with hot a i r , " he asked. " N o ! " they shouted, "\ve can gcvem ourselves." - So the lawyers were shipped on the Buford to the North Pole to harvest the next summers ice-crop. Useful at last. North Pole is no j>lace for hot air, ivhich is why it was chosen. ' ' The Tvorkers governed themselves. Thinga really.- went much better. There "was no one to confuse them at their Creative tasks. Truth he-camc the fashion. This was his first achievement. •4. W R E S T L E S W I T H A S P I R IT : Toung Proletaire \vas sowing the Bad Lands of Wyoming with garden cities ana workers' communes. A: huge epic. One day, weary, he took: a ramhle through Montana, Idaho, Nevada, and other great^ places nearby. A refreshing holiday, but Tvhen he returned to camp, astrange picture met his eyes. Work had stopped and the men and women were lying on the ground, disheveUed and maudlin. Some rolled i n filth like animals; others roarded insane laughters; some wept; others •vvere quiet as corpses. "What's wrong?'' Young Proletaire asked. A tvoman lifted a tragic, tear-blown face. "We are slaves," she moaned, "born to slavery. "tVeTvant a master. Responsibility'is horrible." , " P m afraid," another shrieked. "We are too daring, we are going tob fast. Soraething terrible will happen." "We are defeated," the eerie chorus arosc. "Let us g o ; back to democracy. Let us l l n d , instead of our old cor-rupt rulers, a few honest hot-airists and misers. Then a l i will be weU again." Yoiing Proletau-e guessed Tvhat had happened. The Spurit of the Past; bootlegger of vood alcohol and poisonous ideas, had sneaked into camp. ' Young Proletaire kick-cd some öf the grovelling pessimists upright' and made them teli h im •vvhere the Spirit was hiding. They told. He found the Spirit and tvrestled wrth him, while the camp w-atched. The old man was a tough, wiiy, expert battler, knew a thou-sand tricks. But the young giant had- youth and steel. Proletaire won after a severe boat. ' A n d he smashed, the barrels of rötgnt in the bootlegger^s clQsed cär,'and kicked the gpurit clean over the Rockies J n t o the interior of Tibet, to laad in a monastery ,/)f Lamas droning over-'their beads,' " T h a f s -Hrherc y ou belong," Young Proletaire shottted; ahakuig his fist aftcr the o ld scoundreL "Öo your d i r t y work there f o r another f i f ty years, t l l l I've time to dean «up that part of the dynamic World." ' The camp wcnt back to work, vdth only Bslightvhangover. Watch-i n g 1^ people toaing and smging in the s u n , Toung Pi-oletaire knew these orgies of' pessimism might oc-inr agaizu > ••Bnt^ tteir childr tiieir diii-dren! born i n the sunshine of. the free commune:^ they v i i i not-auc-cumb!" the young ./f^ant mattered in his fist, and his v o r d s T i y e r e ' l i k e paeon "of victory, and ithey were like a grim prayer. S. M A N A N D W O M A N He met a m a n and a woman.bitterly fighting before a" Home. They were middle-aged,exhausted by M e and they owned a; swarm of children, netvous and unhappy. Young Proletaire stopped and asked: " H o w long have you two been fighting?" *^Twenty-five years," the -vtroman screamed, "and don't you d a r e i n - terfere. Matrimony -is a holy bond. And if vre were divorced tvhat ivould become of t h e Children?" Young Proletaire whistled ^" and the children ran after 'h^m i gladly. They followed him t 9 a'children*a commune where they vejre treated l i k e free scientists^ and poets>i/and^ not like slaves of Home. Then the ,• careless young giant; went back and b r o k e u p t h e Home: >"Unnecessary and e v i l , " - h e saiä briefly. ^'Makes' egotists of men and wo-men-— narrow, stupid. : M u s t release them into the World. "Based on privale property. F a - ther necessary to support:. chUd-; bearing woman, and edueate' t he children. Coramunity now does^this better. No more private Worrying. "Home hurts children. Breeds mferiority—breeds feaj-. Beproduses stupid delusions of the parents; no progress possible. "Children belong to the World— not to parents. ^ "Parentö not trained. Better leave children to genius teachers who love the job—not sick prisoned mother and sick slave father. , -; "No more gratitude to silly parentSi No more ties with past—- ali clear ahead. . F l y , young eaglesl . "What function has home? Com-munity runs better schools/kitchens, hospitals, ' work8hops, laundries, houses, art centers, centers of u n - derstanding, :etc., ;etc. What func-tion^ remains? v . "Is useless and evil—based on private property and egotism—must go." This is another achievement» 6. IS A N A M U S I N G O R A T OR A bunch :of elderly scared artists had run away from the new A m e r ica and W€re l i v i n g . i n a cave. Here they spent the gloomy days paint-ing and writing. Each suspected the other and wrote and painted only for himself. " y Their work was mostly a rehash-of. the contents of old museums and libraries. They agreed on one t h i n g : ali hated machincry and yearned f o r the past. ,.But some wanted 'Greece, others. India, others Africa. A fev/ craved the middle ages, inquisitions, guilds and handmade pottery.. A f ew the happy days of Daniel Boone in America: not a new social worldi-but Indians to fight.- No toilets, bath-tufas, typevmters. The simple, simple life. - Quiet. Arti So they lived in other, Y^oung i Proletaire thought . he wonld' sanitate them. Teach them to accept change. To be young,; dynamic and/ brave; • He; dragged^ them blinking f rom cave-stench and fleas into the World sunlight^ : He was a doctor and made them an oration. ' '*Fellow-worker3, are you happy?" No^'- Has your woTk- improved ;sinco you fled the-New America and took-to a. cave? No, i t has become p r o - gressively rottcn. ^ ^ "Why do you fear7the machines?! Their noises? The u g l y /cnvirön-ment they create f or. thcmaelvcs? The slavery they havT «et a p ? : but all that is p^^^t, Only f o ur houra a day now. in factories boilb by scalptors, döc^-^rs a n d «ngineefKt The natioi^ owns fhe machines i n o ^ that was p a i t of the miser^s Amer^ ica—not onrs- , ' , "The maeba-'*^ give va leisnrei^ .They aire onr ciaves now, vAnd thesr give na creative joy. • ', T e i ^ ,W have Jo^ the.ma^ ctäfnea.' They are t r a t h ' In action. Their Swift Iines We the new floili^ a cave and hated each ture. Their rhythms are i n the new inan'3 music. Brecisions; mat-hematics; World l&w.|^ '^^'Have destroyed-fbunk. In a r t and science, have kiUed rhetoric, metaphysics. ^ ^ ' , " "Nor.tIiey have not^nlled A r t . »Only; weak arti f a l s e a r t r . A ^ l i v e . Needs no protective tariff, gentlemen. "Introspeetive arti has died, y ou say? Noble stndy o£^he uMbilical? Good. We^ w^ now^stndy the worldi "Machines move Uke the planets,^ w i t h ' grand and awful'v:preci8ion. And we are the god4 ~ who set them moving. ' " t' . "They have givenjus a thousand fingers, eyes, ears and senses^ » *?Our: thought-.moyes- at a ratio of 25 t o 1' over' the old humanity. E a r t h diggera behind'% l>low plodded i n . thought at ^our iniles a n ' h o u r .i Our >minds move with aeroplane Wings, 100 miles a n hour. Speed. VThe ecstaty of '^eed i s , better than the ecstacy of feaf grovelling before god. I s 'not ' a lie, ^bat phyäcs. Is healtby.' Is controlled. b y man. Nee'ds no^d^gma or priests öt 'inquisition. Maclyne-speed. - i "Machines'are the jdeath of child-< magfc. But are t h e ibirth of man> magic. ' " J "Machines are thfe will of man. He is master of life| ^'Machines inake man social. A n ; rindividual 'cannot xreate a, dynamo^; "Machines unnaturäl, you say? But what is natural?. Only rocks, trees,' fleas and* 'g4rms? Is not man's* thought natural. Machines arethöught expressed in steel. "What have you * to offer the worker i n place of the machines? "Serfdom to priests and feudal landlords. Wattled Jiuts. " W h a t ' - have 'yoxtAvo'~<iti&f " t he artist i n place of the machines? Roses and nightingales -in l i b r a ries.' Quiet cultured decay. M u - ' seums. Oscar Wilde and a r t f o r art's sake. Despair. Little com-plaints. Hand-woven neckt^esi L u r id ego-retchings. Parisian post- cards of naked ladies. Peter- Pani j V i l - lage morbidity. • Inbreeding. ,^cada-mio^ cowardice. The Oxford -mannert; Tom Jones, the picaresque; O,: t|ie picaresque t The spiritual I The soul! The vacuum! " A n d ; love-r—in three jealous: acts i n a bedroom, .with a 8hooting;;or h a p p y d i n c h at f i n a l . ' c u r t a i n . v T h ^ is your art. Stui>id. Smells of the cave. 'Machines take man out of the bedrooms and villages, into i m - mense arenas knownK as factories' and. revolutions. Better ' t h a n bou-dois ?and; monasteries.. Heroic. : "Machineä V have come ;-to . stay. "VVe love. them heroically, as men once loved the Thunder-God. '"Accejft the machines or con-tuiue i n your dampf;rdismal : snbr»: jective cave . . . " The • writers and painters chose to remairi i n their cave. They were old; it .was an effort to puli one's; life about one's ears; . and buiid anew.: New, thoughts are agony at first, like a boy's puberty. But^ millions of - better artists W€r6 'being born among the work-;' ers each year. So Yonng Proletaire did not lack for art. 1. T H E HOUI^O 0 F H C A V EN s -Someone wamed -Young Prole^ tajre of a ramot. ' ' " Y o u have persecuted god, ^hanged-. his . temples into gymna-einms and movie houses.: Therefore,'. i n his-Jnfinite mercy, he;'is planning; to shatifer you .with his infinite and; divme reveng©.*' ^" / Young. Proletaire pidced his t e ^h Vith a fir-tree-^ , V~"There is no god/',Äe.»ald easHy;? f ; ^ e is M a n . " . ^ % " B u t how do yot( explain ' the^ World??' »t was k n t t e r e d . ' " T h e World waa n o i meanjt to be) «xplained, bnt.. to be changed b^^ »an/' answered the y<>nng giant tnith a smile, who alwayA enjoyed 'a'little metaphysics after lanch.. y " B u t — b a t - b u t— " N o bats pleaae.",, : "If i n the Ivtare^V' . % f . t : " L e t tomorrow make ita: .»wn dis| coveriefi," be «mnrered / tolezantli^;»' ; "And^you do n0tHwe,godV' -'-l - "No,^ h ow ean one' iipar p r i ^ ^ t^ jscfence?^ A ihoöght i n t l i e bniin^ 'VTlia^ , woatd. y o u bave mii tarh inasocbist?" ' ' 8. T H E R E V O L T OF, T H E I N O I V I O U A L I S TS There Vere individualists i n tl^e N e w America. Some ,were cured and" happy, but many _ were still vain, pompous, lealous. Anxious tot medals and special rewards, A f f l i c t e d with the obsession of the. eider World that each man was the center of ^'life; and caused -the sun' b o r i s e and set. s ^hey did not believe in^organiza-tion, but one day they,^ eame to-gclher to organize a r e v o l t t \ '^I used to be a great writcr of novels," one wept, and t en thous- ,and intellectuals read my books, and I recieved honor androya^tieB. Now *& million people read my books, and I ^ receive, not royalties, .but a w<irker*fl wage. J f a a w f a l , " , f'I was a shopkeeper, a 'free man. I was free:to buy and setl, t o cheat and be cheated," said'another. " B u t P m a 8lave;now—can't möke any. money—must work with others.' " I was a technician. I f i t were not f o r me the factories could not r i i n . I wa8 the enemy of the work-ers— their master.' Now I am their ^ellowr"worker and must pretend'. to be their f r i e n d ." " I WQ?ked my way up f r om the bottom l and . became . a •, millionaire. Now there is not milHonaires." " I wa3 a superraan," wailed still a n o t h e r , / a n d they tdok my income ^ n d forced mc< to work like every-' one elsei** > ' - And SO on and so on. The corn-plaints were \ as bitter and numer-: ous as there were individuals at the meeting. All .agreed on one point, however—^that each' man created his o wn l i f e by his efforts, and was civtitled to hls'special suc-cesa. Andj-tbejt-^eent^ai^etfegation'; to Young Proletaire and'demanded: a retum to individualism. "We do not believe in your social order," they said. "This is a hive, an army, a mechanism that crushes our souls. We are free men. Give us back opr little shops, our in-, comes, voufc rbyalties; and medals and rank, our god-given right to feel better than others. We want frce-dom." " C e r t a i n l y , " said Young Proletaire 'with a smile. He had them shipped off to t h e Rocky, Mountains^ wher6 each . wa8 given a private farm a hundred miles from ,his neighbor? ^There they wer6 free tO' r u n stores f or themselves, t o - v r i t e 'novels, teach their. children,' grub their own food; djg irrigation ditches; .study l a n - guages, make laboratory cxperi-ments, discuss philosophy, f e l l trees/ build subways, acquire new l i b r a ries and earn a- million dollars. Freedom. Individualism. ^ B u t theyi did- not enjoy i t . They were free now. Lonesome. : Impotcrit/. • T^ trooped back in a week and asked: to be restored to their old job. "Science is social. It depends on numberless experinjents by centu-ries of unknown worker8'^". > " A r t is social. ; I t is the •growtli, o f multitudes o f minds since 1^, p r i m i t i v e ." '"Language is social." , " A l l thoiight i s social." ' ^ " A l l cconomic effort is sfociah A million * döllars is created by a community—not a man." " A n d 60 on a n d sOf on/' Young Proletaire repeated with a bored^exi pression to them, f o r this was old stuff and . o n l y these hoary anach-^ ronisms faadn't faeard of i t . And that ended that. « 9. M A N Y E X P E R I M E N TS , Many experiments were tried a n - 4er theleadership of Young Prolc-; teire. Eyeryihlng seemed possible of a^Jcotnplishment i n the New, America; there ,waa a naive opti-niism abroad, a belfef' In niiraclcs. And i h o a many miraeles did cons- Vantly take place, ^ ^ "Lei, as ebange the eonxee of ^he iSuIf ^ £treain, and spread etemal spring ovet' America," a worker, woaId saggest'to Yoan^. P ro The leader d i d not command that the man hi throst i n ^ A m a d honse,' -ais waa ahvays bsi^pening änderi CooUdge. ^' , \ ;/ " A good idea. Eave.yotf a pian?'* '%e wonld say^ Instesd^' t f tbere,iri)8 )^ f a l r pian, the .nation tried 'sa^h. 'experiroenta. Men grew afrald^ not^of experi- A Fable menting, liat bf standing still. Once it had been said hu|nan naimte could not be- changed, bat notv i t was changinprapidly.'It'vr^s fonndf to be controllable t a t h e natare horse3'or dogs. ^Envlronment'was the clue—aiid the cöininunlty n ow coittroUed environment. Young i^ojletaitie established thousands of .Behaviorist laboratory communes vrhere the hnman nattire of - children waB' cbnstantly changed and bettered.through iraininglThua^ a race of 5upermen^'was being form» ed, Once there had ^ been an army. Mahy^sincere people believed mar. der was part of mainia heritage But Young Proletaire abolished"th« army—armies only^protected private property and there was not more private property, he s a i d . ; "' After the army was aboUshed, life ',went on ns before, and. even liberals were convinced murder vroa not necessary,' ' ^ ' ' ' ' ' 'Fighting . went on—^bat i n t he realm of ideaa, and' i t ' sharpbned the, m i n d ' a n d w i l l of the fighters. Young Proletaire ' rebuitt N ew York, Chicago, Pittsburgh—all the' ugly chaotic man-slaying American cities. Yes, he made of them throb-bing, beautiful coramunities—huge mmi i l i i i i i i i i Ä Ä i i works of social art—plann^d «äUbrt ^ to the'mass:«rtl9L A cnriona t r a v e l o f healtfe aet^ inVv^ there vraa a^neh les;» Idisease/ b c - ^ i caase no <>ne worrre<f over .old «ge!--, o r poverty*' Workers vrew^j^'mysSi . provided f ^ ; Jthrf. f u t n r e , y/^as, c e K • •täöfc?;<5P^ei^^ b t t t . nefther^ ' ' t ^ r c y^-paÄp^i- , iBveryone belonged. Kveryone^liad;^' some asefal |ob. ,ta was q u e e r / b at p e o p l e ' g r e w ' f r f e n d l i e j v tfte v o r l d ^ . , . |icll3fe'^lij^|o)c^ w i t e J ! k e | B ^ f S * i ^ ^ mbst ha«t feare^d^^ W « • ^e^ämy^'; thought is^an agony, 'K , A t - f i r s t - they callei^r-Mm' a^toad^; dog, but t h en later they 'calfod h i m (f Messiah. A s i n Russia, s o fiere too» the human Tace,grew'by a tnäht-jlr es. Grcafc deeds wero t l o n e . a n d *" there wa8 no money. ^ ' ' . \ This is t h e ' e n d of my f a b l e , T 1' m. Kuinka Won<^ lasta työläisperheessä tuUsi oUa? ^ K i r J . , Ukjiomie^' Tähän kysymykseen . o l i s i lUon< nolHsest^ kaikkein helpoin vastata' suoraviivaisesti: yksi, kaksitoista, tai jonkun niitten välisen luvun. Mutta tämmöisen' > suoraviivaieen vastauksen annettuamtn^ • joatuisim* me kuitenkih^^seUtt^nil^;]! n]UksVjua't ri niin n^onta lasta tulisi jtyolais-perheessä olla. Lähtekäämme mieluummin tutustamaan tämän kysymyksen muutamiin eri puoliin ja tehkäämme niitten perusteella itse» kukin loppupäätelmä asian suhteen. «Luontaistalouden alaisena elävän talonpoikaisväestön/ keskuudessa ci esim. Suomessa vielä pari vposikym-mentu sitten kenenkään mieleen edes juolahtanutkaan perheen - luku«: määrän rajottaminen. Lapsia p i dettiin herran lahjoina, joiden l u kumäärä riippui isän j a äidin hedelmällisyydestä t a i hedelmättömyydestä. Niinpä maalaisoloissa sekä talonpoikain, torpparien että mäkitupalaisten keAkuttdessa perheen lapsimäärä tavallisesti vaihteli viidestä viiteentoista. Perheen lukumäärän i-ajottaminen on,vielä tänäkin päivänä varsin h e i kosti tunnettu- asia : myös Oanadan ranskalaisten keskuudessa, jotka ovat tavattoman uskonnollisia rjav muuten taantumuksellisia; Heistäkin suuren osan voidaan sanoa elävän vielä miltei luontaistaloudessa; Quebecin j a Ontarion a v a r o i l l a ' s e u d u i l l a . Uskollisesti näyttävät he täyttävän herran käskyä; "Lisään-tykää j a täyttäkää maata . . Ranskalaisissa perheissä :y]läfflaini« tuissa maakunnissa on miltei poikkeuksetta toistakymmentä lasta. Semmoisen lapäiliudan % kouluuttami-. nen tai muuten valistaminen ei luohnoHisesti tale kyaymykseenkäSn; Niinpä - onkin suurin, osa^ Oanadan ranskalaisista lukutaidottomia. Mut^ ta sellaisena he lienevätkin kaikkein otollisimpia esim; puutavarain : r a a . ka-aineen tuotantoon; raatamaan nurisematta pitkiä päiviä, j a asum a a n ' kämpissä, l o t k a muistuttavat enemmän villi-ihmisen kotuksia^ k u in kahdeniiel^kymmenenrvuoslsadan i h misen asnntoja. Kysymys lasten' Iokum,3Srän; r a - Jottaniidesta on'.tämän niaan suomalaisten tydläisperhelden . ' k e s k o u - dea^a Je suurelto osalta ^'j^oiiettu k a n t a . U s e i m m i s a a ^ ' valistaneissa työläisperheiiMS tapaammdkin.^'' Vain joko ^hden tai kakai lasta.' Bajotus ei tietenkään aiheada iiden Ja äitien hedelmSHisyy^eatS ,tai hedehnStt&r myyde«tä. , Se, Johtao ensiksi-aiitS, etteivät äidit tahdo olla 'minään aynnytyakoneina ja toiseksi 'Idita,' että palkkatyJSläisten . niakd^ta tel o i s t a ' ei täbdo; riittiä ktt^hjqiaeeiir ede« yhden laj^sen 1c8avatulöieen,-ptt«' hunuttalceian aeeammaate. r Lapseton avMtltto 'oHsl yHSmaf^ nitto^n.. syitten perosteellit*^,!'kaikkein" mnkovin. Kattft, »iinätdn, on vastuksensa. tlaeinlMn' jaari ensi-maisen; lapsen katetta ovat' Sidit sill i » saaneet niskaotteen mieheensä. "'Toi,- sin sanoen, saaneet yhdistäjän» jfokä;' <' useassa? tapauksessa Ihkäisee• mte^>^ hen sanomasta, hyvästiä vaimolleen; s senjälkcen, kun ovat oppineet' tanttoinaan . toisistaan ' m u i t a k i n haini^ j suloisia p u l l i a . Yksi lapsi on.' s i i s ; - välttämätön aviolKton koo^aopitäijÄ-^ ^ | ;y:<;^/•-;,.;^^;^;^'.v,«::?^l-K^..•;;;•-s;;:?,';;;^;i^ M u t t a kun tämmöinen pätevä yh-'< ^ , ^ distäjä'alkaa'kävellä ta8utteleroaan.i.itv .t'uUfe.'nolni!kolmen wodett ikäiaeksl^ii ' , .^0 eAHaa >?hSn - kaipaaniaatt^^^VBrt^tensaV;;^*' seuraa. Valpas äidin sSma' laon-^^!. , ' nolHsesti huomaa täiään 'enslmiäise'^, ' nä. Hän puhau tästS miehelleen,^, ehdottaen hänelle fuottnotlusta imt;^ i kaisua pulmaan r p i k k a i v e l j en taf ed'-Jl^J saren taittamasta. Matta mies, i o t i - ^ . | k a tulee tiuolehtfa perheeä toimeen^' talosta tekee, moisen ei|db^elnl8n^ ' Johdosta laskelmia palkkänea' pie-,t^ nuadesta- Ja epävarmnadesta. I Näin ollen e i kysymystä «'VksikS ' vaiko kaksi lasta tyoläisperhedasä**,^ ' vötda ratkaista, tyydyttävällä-^ t a i ; > » j v a l l a kapitalistisessa ybteiskunnaa-^« I s a ; Vain. ^Neovoätotasavöltain'-Hi*;' 'i tossa, Jossa on l a s t e n t a r h o j a ' m i l t e h 'f Jokaisessa kytas^sä, vapaotuvat peiF- | heen ainoatkin lapset siitÄ yksiniU-- [, syyde8tä,'mikS heitä esim. Canadaa^- ' i sa,!kohtaa. " . ' ' -f f; - KESÄISENÄ 1 » i / ' E n Jaksa, enää «lämää Jatfcäfl.^' •mmm E n . jaksa enää lisäkSrsims^sxS ke8«^ ' tää. En jaksa,'en, e n , en . ^ Siten virkkoi nuori .mies nuoren*^ naisen edessä kesäisenä yönä. ^NuoiH^' nainen a l k o i ; " ' 7, Koeta 'tyyntyä, Pauli, Ota -aaut, ^ myös * enemmän järjen kannalta.; 1'unteet yksinään — ne Johtavat' ihmisen harhaan . . y ' "'••^ Nuori mies vaikeni. Silmiensä koa^ teä katse kohdistui lähellä, olevan Jäiven pintaan. Joka päityi hfljai$e% . / na, tyynenä j a rauhallisena . ' ' '/Jv Hfe miettivät kumpikin. He odo|>i' * > vSjg tiyat kumpikin. Hetken knlottatf , /'.'J^/iS?! ;^rki(^?:^iäor|5^to " K o s k a rakkaateni sinuun, E l l i ^ o t f ' \ VJ;^^ o l l u t puhdasta, tahdon sen r a k k a ^ r ; ' \ {'fj" den-tähden'kestää myös kaiken aen^ '''T^^f mitä se kärsimysten ^nuodos^a « l i " ' ' , ' " ' ' ' ' '^ , He vaikenivat taaskin. H e miettiC^ , , ' ; C),h ;vä^;#pctö^^;HÄiä kairien tpska^ k b i n ritttaa.vähiieMet^;^^ -'^"'^ Luonteemme ovftl^liiiih x l ^ o n '^BTOA^, i\ \ setr ' n w n t e e i n m e l d | i / : k a l l i ^^ hiijiarta^ä^^aak^* , reh ^naU^n--lÄbltfe^ ^ö.lal -?oa(;Bai kin nonsso^ ~^ti^iaii-'1Sbisä$Btt:i^} dyät:kats««^>fity|^<i^,-l*»^^ ^ ........ ^^y^».- ...^..v.. WF«.v . '^-m^^ikfm-P^'^^^
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Title | Vapaus, December 17, 1926 |
Language | fi |
Subject | Finnish--Canadians--Newspapers |
Publisher | Vapaus Publishing Co |
Date | 1926-12-17 |
Type | text |
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Rights | Licenced under section 77(1) of the Copyright Act. For detailed information visit: http://www.connectingcanadians.org/en/content/copyright |
Identifier | Vapaus261217 |
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Title | 1926-12-17-24 |
Rights | Licenced under section 77(1) of the Copyright Act. For detailed information visit: http://www.connectingcanadians.org/en/content/copyright |
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Srti7-1926 Federated Pressin ^seh Pierjantaina» jöuluk. ITpmä — Friday, Pec> X7 Uember The Federated Flreas
f voans Proletaire ; V a s : b d m ' some-jijlie,
but belongs t o no country^
j3 the world's adventurer. He
g « ^ ' t h e living languages; of-.east
sd we3t.
Hard a? oails, shaasjr a s bark, a
laigiiinf, fighting young- , giant.
j)9Dgerouä and m a g n e t i c i , ^ t h r ed
jj^. like a bonfire, blu^ eyes like
iiycnets, and a thest i i k e the bulge
cf 3 mquntain. ,
Hahda Jifee machines. vPrecise and
His wonderfttl hands can
llcreate anything/mtan needs; he
\ taoifs aU the trades.
'ffe'work3; he digs coal, scoops
fousdätions, f l i n g s , «p^ vast sky-r
ayapers Iike songs*roared by a
l^tonkard: He playa vrith rivers of
«iite-fcot steeL 'He fashions sub-
' iijB, sculptures.. aeroplanes, • models;
Jo&motives. Wheat, green and gold
' lie;paints over miles, « f pranie x a n -
'1(33. H r m grace' of his Panama
• CaaaL , Tosses thnnderbolts tförough
the air, is electrician and radio
oiut. Hammers ontVn^ and
\. actor i n huge plays. Artist,
sden&t, wft-ke,r—^is everything.
'ffoyking girls are ^crazy about
liit—father of bold, exuherant^
son-tanncd children. Healthy as a
TfM mustang-^nd a lover thrilling
Mia ride on av,.Coney;Island roUer
co3ster. Even nlce ladies forget
pik^ I%i BeU^^ husbands
vkm he's around.'
'F&r,^fae's no slave but the world*s
iamortal vrild young' adventurer.
Hurrah; for l i f e ! H e knoivs' how to
Hake up his mind. " •
'2. F I C H T S " P A U L B U N Y AN
Paul Bunyan, a ' middle-aged
American ^ a n t , - w a s foreman over
the workers of America. He had
b&n a worker/himself l o r long
years, faut-had-beenrÄirSjrted ~hy
a mean Iittiä Miser' who owned,
through black niagic, the fields and
factories öf America. This ogre
gave Bimyan a Ford car, a house,
a pretty Iawn and a white collar,
and thns comipted him. Paul Bun-yaahanded
the . M i s e r his soul for
Öi«pe fehiags. ' H e Tvas converted
ftom a man into a mqrciless go-
Setter and driver, a scissor-bilL
wiUi a scab soul.
Young Proletaire was sprawled
la^y one noon* the length of the
liigt palisades, dreaming over New
York, that gianfs best dream.
Paul Bunyan suddenly was above
liira, kicfcipg at his face with hob-taaed
boots, and^ snarling: " N ow
I found yeh, yeh agitator! |
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