would not be accomplished: there would re- main the congenial task of destroying each other. The present alliance is no figure of speech. It is a fact, unknown to the follow-my-leader socialist, but not to his leader; not to observers having acquaintance with the proselyting methods of the time; not at the headquarters of anarchism in Paterson, New Jersey, where a great body of socialist "literature" is written, printed and set going. He who is not sufficiently "advanced" for anarchism is persuaded to socialism. The babe is fed with malted milk until strong enough for the double-distilled thunder-and- lightning of a more candid purveyance. Whatever makes for discontent brings nearer the reign of reprisal.
Our good friends who think with their tongues and pens are ever clamant about the national perils alurk in luxury: it causes decay in men and states, blights patriotism, invites invasion, impoverishes the paupers and bites a dog. Luxury will make a boy strike his father (feebly) and persuade the old man to a life of shame. It is well known that it so enervated the Romans that they fell off the map. One does not need to believe all that, nor any of it. The wealthy, living under
