Nor can one member of this managing class plead
not guilty before the judgment bar of Man. " The
living in their houses, and in their graves the dead,"
are challenged by every babe that dies of innutri
tion, by every girl that flees the sweater s den to the
nightly promenade of Piccadilly, by every worked-
out toiler that plunges into the canal. The food
this managing class eats, the wine it drinks, the
shows it makes, and the fine clothes it wears, are
challenged by eight million mouths which have
never had enough to fill them, and by twice eight
million bodies which have never been sufficiently
clothed and housed.

There can be no mistake. Civilization has in
creased man s producing power an hundred fold,
and through mismanagement the men of Civiliza
tion live worse than the beasts, and have less to eat
and wear and protect them from the elements than
the savage Innuit in a frigid climate who lives to
day as he lived in the stone age ten thousand years
ago.

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