HN (5otttcU HmowHitg Slihrarg Jtljara. Niw ^ork BENNO LOEWY LIBRARY COLLECTED BY BENNO LOEWY 1854-1919 BEQUEATHED TO CORNELL UNIVERSITY Digitized by Microsoft® Cornell University Library HN64 .S63 Between eras from capitalism to democrac olin 3 1924 032 570 552 Digitized by Microsoft® This book was digitized by Microsoft Corporation in cooperation witli Cornell University Libraries, 2007. You may use and print this copy in limited quantity for your personal purposes, but may not distribute or provide access to it (or modified or partial versions of it) for revenue-generating or other commercial purposes. Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® BETWEEN ERAS FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY BY ALBION W. SMALL A CYCLE OF CONVERSATIONS AND DISCOURSES WITH OCCASIONAL SIDE-LIGHTS UPON THE SPEAKERS INTEH-COLLEGIATE PRESS KANSAS CITY, - MISSOURI Digitized by Microsoft® 3--f-'^ f Copyriehl 1913 By Inter-CoUeffialc Press Digitized by Microsoft® DEDICATED TO THE FERTILE FELLOW- SHIP OF MEN AND WOMEN WHO RATE THE INTER- ESTS OF THE WHOLE ABOVE THE CLAIMS OF THEIR SPECIAL KIND. Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® IF ALL MEN SAW THINGS FROM THE SAME POINT OF VIEW, THERE WOULD BE NO SOCIAL PROBLEMS, AND CONSEQUENTLY N O PROG- RESS. THE WISER WE ARE, THE MORE WE MAY ADD BOTH TO OUR KNOWLEDGE AND TO OUR VALUE FOR OUR FELLOW MEN BY LOOKING OFTEN AT LIFE THROUGH THE EYES OF OUR OPPOSITES. Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® TABLE OF CONTENTS THE PROBLEM CHAPTER I "The main thread of the story is the evolution of an ascending scale of wants in people's minds." THE MEDIATOR CHAPTER II "Action, and happiness in action, and richer life for every- body as the result of action, vjrere the literal terms of his theology." THE CRISIS CHAPTER III "It would surrender the fundamental principle that every business must be run by its owners, not by outsiders." THE MISFITS CHAPTER IV "Mrs. Kissinger subscribed in a passive way to the formal creed that it is everybody's duty to be useful; but she knew of no way in which her own daughter could be useful with- out losing caste." THE PROPHET CHAPTER V "It followed that if more churches could shed their re- ligious trappings and adopt an essentially religious policy toward the needs of everyday people, they would presently be alive with the very masses that now stand aloof." THE PHILANTHROPIST CHAPTER VI "No one remarked that prevention before the accident, or quick action afterwards, would have been worth more than the cure likely to be effected at this late day." THE SAFE AND SANE CHAPTER VII "The real issue is this: — How do you know that your better judgment hasn't usurped more authority than it is entitled to as a dictator to men of poorer judgment?" THE INSURGENT CHAPTER VIII "The ground plan of a democracy is that all shares in the profits of the cooperation shall be paid for in work, and that no one shall have any rights that he does not earn." THE UNCONVINCED CHAPTER IX "But what's the use? The only difference between me and the rest of the Company is that they don't believe a word of these things, while I subscribe to them in the abstract but don't believe they are available." Digitized by Microsoft® THE MORALIST CHAPTER X "The key to the social struggle in its present stage is the question: — Shall the social aim be to use men for the sake of capital, or to use capital for the sake of men?" THE PILLARS OF SOCIETY CHAPTER XI "Everything that the gentleman said about capital would have been equally true in itself and equally irrelevant to the question at issue, if it had been alleged of the atmosphere and the sunlight instead of capital." THE DOOR OF HOPE CHAPTER XII "Whether the world is getting closer together or pulling wider apart, depends upon the number of us that can shake ourselves free from handicaps, so that we can count for all we are worth in the common interest." THE RENEGADE CHAPTER XIII "All the men whose brains are not thicker than their necks will come to it sooner or later. Some of them still get their fun going West to kill bear, but as a pure sporting proposition coming East to rescue the unconscious rich from themselves has a sure shade." THE SENTIMENTALIST CHAPTER XIV "While one of the chief counts in his theoretical indict- ment of the system was that it was mechanical throughout, from power house to President's office, with no room for human sensibilities, yet after his feelings had been moulded into a certain form for a generation, he could not rid himself of the hauntings of a thoroughly inconsistent loyalty to the Company." THE TRANSFORMATION CHAPTER XV "As a matter of fact, the world never possessed an abso- lutely infallible automatic consumer of human rights until it invented capitalism." THE NOVICE CHAPTER XVI "These two weeks burst the shell of Hester's intuition that, for her class, relief of distress was less goodness than polite evasion of the issue." THE PRICE OF PROGRESS CHAPTER XVII "We should have no saving of life by means of the ope- rating room if some one hadn't the nerve to cause suffering for the sake of relieving it." Digitized by Microsoft® THE SOCIOLOGIST CHAPTER XVIII "The upshot was that all the folks who stopped to talk the matter over between innings agreed that live-and-help- live ought to be the game, and that every body would get more out of it in the end, after it was fairly learned, than they were getting out of the live-and-let-live game." THE WAR COLLEGE CHAPTER XIX "It ought to be easy for old college men to take up a mooted question in the same spirit they used to show when they got a good grip on a subject for debate If there was something to be said after all for the moon's being made of green cheese, it never entered their heads to block discussion by pleading vested rights." THE ILLUSION OF CAPITALISM .... CHAPTER XX "The only producers of wealth are nature and labor .... .... nature and labor always supply the power, while cap- ital is merely the grist and the millstone." THE FALLACY OF DISTRIBUTION . . . CHAPTER XXI "A theory of economic distribution which assigns an in- come to landlord or capitalist for any other reason than that which assigns a wage to the manual laborer .... is not merely a rape of justice but an insult to ordinary intelli- gence." THE SUPERSTITION OF PROPERTY . . CHAPTER XXII "Everything fair and reasonable in property would be affirmed and strengthened if it were readjusted on the service basis." THE DOVE OF PEACE CHAPTER XXIII "Each in his way was suffering for peace. Neither could quite believe that the apparently unattainable was within such easy grasp. Each feared to trust his own senses that he was not being played upon by some spiteful illusion." THE DEGENERATE CHAPTER XXIV "The one credit to the orgy was a currish sense of ac- countability." THE BROADER DEMOCRACY .... CHAPTER XXV "My first principle is that it is the chief duty of the Com- pany to adopt the policy which will do most towards en- abling each one of its workers to make the most of his life." THE OLD ORDER CHANGETH .... CHAPTER XXVI "We will make it a part of the business to find out how many instead of how few of its workers may have a property interest and a shareholder's voice in it." Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE PROBLEM Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE PROBLEM I THE PROBLEM "The main thread of the story is the evolution of an ascending scale of wants in people's minds." "A ND bring them while I'm making out the order. Nicht wahr, old boy, first drown the taste of that show?" 'Twas the limit in Paris last Winter, but set to blunt Eng- lish it's vile." "By way of rebate, though, I checked up a surprising volt- age of Prexy Patton's 'moral indignation' ! Case of survival probably. Didn't know I still had that sort of talent !" "If the gentle juice of corn fruit won't restore our normal tone, there may be some virtue in the circumambient para- phernalia and deportment. If you want me to profit by your improving conversation, however, you'll have to keep their various toploftinesses busy at a distance." "Things are rather correct here?" "They give the plain Chicago voter a sinking feeling that his supply of used-to-it-all-my-lif e behavior may fail him at a critical juncture. I don't suppose every college graduate in New York is a member ?" "Some of them have invested the equivalent in Yonkers house lots. Others are trying to work their credit up toward the figure, and meanwhile are serving their time in the army of discontent that fires blank ammunition at both clubs and property." "Do you blame them?" "I should blame any man a heap more that had the price and didn't get all there was in it." "Every time I come to New York lately," diverged Lyon, "it seems to me more of a municipal panel house. You've got the scavengers and scavengings brushed out of sight, and the people in the show rooms put up a sober bluff of believing there's no such thing as rot and riot behind the screen." "Are we different from Chicago?" cavilled Barclay. "We have our share of the same old original sin, but you've done a lot more to develop your holdings." FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE PROBLEM "I thought Chicago owned up to being the wickedest town on earth?" "Chicago doesn't own up to being the superlative any- thing. In the early days, when the men that made the place were too busy to be vicious, and too humdrum to make good copy, the newspaper boys worked their imaginations over- time turning out local stories. These pipes gave Chicago its reputation, and the rest of the country prefers fiction to fact. I'm no census sharp, but I'll confide to you my guess that fifteen feet of New York frontage cover more curdled milk of human kindness than the average Chicago block. We may be wicked, but so far as execution goes we lack form to keep with you into the semi-finals. We are fairly equipped with the lust of the flesh, and the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life; but for team work between them we are not in your class." A scrap o\er the comparative merits of New York and Chicago was the regular warming-up practice whenever Bar- clay and Lyon had any time to themselves. Without it they would hardly have known how to resume their earlier chum- miness. This time the wind veered till the standard of taste in the two towns was the storm centre. Lyon at last took to cover with the concession: '"Yes, on the lower levels you distance us. We may be gluttons, for instance, but no one has called us epicures. If we could serve under-study terra- pin like this, there would be less of the Chicago peril in Man- hattan society. Stop me if it is Use majeste, but my frontier taste demands a dash more sherry " "Honestly, can you get a decent meal in Chicago?" inter- rupted Barclay. "If you are invited by the right people ; not if you have to forage for yourself. For purposes of brute nutrition we're as well off as the rest of the world. If one craves the sort of feeding that insinuates flattering unction of combining all the virtues of philosopher, artist, patriot and saint — well, apropos I Chicago is not yet up to that method of adminis- tering the consolations of religion." "Never mind Chicago any more in general," prompted Barclay. "You and Bob are the only worth-while particu- lars. Post me about him to date. You know his father never mentions his name in the office, and our orbits seldom cross 18 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE PROBLEM outside. Mr. Halleck and I work together all right, but the suspicion won't down that I get on his nerves. I'm in the place he intended for Bob. He used to imagine a firm of Halleck and Halleck at the head of the New York bar. It will violate no confidence to remark in passing that one or two jealous rivals might possibly contest this rank with Hal- leck, Siemens and Barclay. The senior was to furnish the legal lore and Bob the fireworks. Mr. Halleck was never a good mixer, but he hoped his son would have a taste for pop- ularity. The old man has the temper for a Tammany Boss, if he could get in all his work behind a figure head. You remember when Bob was a Freshman he could keep up his end of a wrangle with any upper classman, whether he knew anything about the subject or not. From the time Bob began to talk, his father's chief amusement was to tease him into argument and teach him all the logical leads and counters and side steps. He wasn't stuffed with books, but his father did everything he knew to make him shifty. If he had turned out a composite of Evarts and Choate and Root, with strains of Metternich and Disraeli and Bismarck, Mr. Halleck would have been merely satisfied, not surprised ; and he would have credited honors about equally between blood and training. If Bob had gone into business and broken the code, his father would have shot himself like a gentleman. If the boy had run off with another man's wife, the stern parent in the case wouldn't have had to make a pretense of being mad all through; and when he fed the proper phrases to the report- ers he would have been sincere enough; but he would have consoled himself in private with the offset that the rascal at least had nerve. But to turn out a parson! The governor has been groggy ever since. Vice might have the saving ele- ment of virility, but that a son of his, with the chances he had, should turn his back on man's work and take to preach- ing and praying, is a freak of nature without a redeeming feature that his philosophy can discover. It strikes him as a poltroonery, an unsexing of himself, something unclean and obscene, not to be excused nor even decently named. But I've slid into quite an opening for the prosecution ! You'd know I was the talking partner. The case has been making itself up in my mind though, these dozen years, and if my chief should give the word I could try it for him with a good 17 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE PROBLEM deal of his own spirit. In his place I should feel about the same way." Lyon was evidently taken by surprise. He began rather uncertainly : — "I haven't exactly specialized on the clergy, but in this particular case the defense needn't go by default. The rec- ord might very well start with those little affairs in which Bob used to give Yale something to think about. To the best of my recollection, when he was ripping holes in the Elis they didn't act as though they thought the word 'virile' would overstate him. He's bucking a different line now, but it's a harder game. The toughs never had a stronger grip on our City Hall than they had a year and a half ago. Bob Halleck started a new Law and Order League. It turned out that he had to do the work while the rest hypothecated their moral support. He has had to fight everything, from averted glances to infernal machines, but the ordinances have never been so honestly enforced a.s in the past twelve months. If he should quit, the lid would be off in a week. He has paralyzed most of the church and temperance people by opening a re- sort in one of the labor districts, and running it seven days in the week in the interest of the men themselves. He didn't merely pronounce a benediction over a saloon and hand it back to the devil. He stays with it and steers it in the interest of good order. He saj^s the way to tame the saloon is to tame it, and make it serve as a means, just as the right sort of club does for its members. He doesn't think one such experiment can cut any figure in competition with the bar business; but he is trying to show, in a sample instance, how the saloon evil might be turned into a relative good, with the right sort of management. He cuts out the idea of profits, and turns the whole net receipts into increasing the attractions of the place. He is making progress toward a system of member- ships and petty dues that will carry the expenses without prof- its from the bar. Among other things, the men can cash their pay checks at the place, with no pressure to spend a cent. Bob doesn't expect to throw out liquor entirely, any more than he would tobacco; but nobody is bound to drink or smoke unless he wants to, and there is plenty of chance to have a good time doing something else. All the vicious ele- ments in the town are fighting him on the crime, and the vicious and virtuous together are fighting him harder on the BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE PROBLEM saloon. Whether his father would agree with his theories or not, it doesn't seem worth while to doubt Bob's nerve." "But if he wanted to tackle that sort of thing," growled Barclay, "he oould have done it better as a lawyer." "Come now, dear boy," Lyon whispered, with a restrain- ing pianissimo gesture, "we're not befuddling a jury. Our business is to get the law interpreted in the interest of our clients; and it isn't onoe in a thousand times that our client is the public. Bob knew what he wanted, and he chose his profession with his eyes open. He was as wise as you and I that if a lawyer puts in any time on social reforms people in the know either call it an advertising plunge or wonder what interest pays his fees. A minister may do things that get him rated as a fool, but that's supposed to be his job, and there's a presumption of sincerity in his favor." "Suppose he is sincere?" fretted Barclay, "a minister's bus- iness sense isn't expected to go beyond touching the railroads for cut rates, and collecting easy money for wedding fees. He never gets a hearing with practical men when anything serious is up." "That depends on the minister," Lyon calmly contra- dicted. "Before we are very far into the fight that's brew- ing in Chicago, the whole town will be calling on Bob Halleck and one or two other ministers of his stripe, with two or three women, to get things out of the hole your 'practical' men have dug. Professionally I can keep my countenance and reel off all the old stuff about the superior sagacity of bus- iness men ; but personally, if I was gunning for owls I'd ask no better hunting ground than a directors' meeting." "Then you pick Bob for a hawk?" cynically interpreted Barclay. "For the kind of politics we're up against, yes, and the old style business man is as blind as a tenderloin policeman. I know lots of them that call it practical to make the wall as high and as thick as they can between themselves and their help, and to order a wage-cut, or a raise of prices simply be- cause they have the power. They can't see beyond the bet- ter looking balance sheet tonight to the bad day-after-tomor- row. Bob Halleck wouldn't get chesty over that sort of monkeying with human nature." "Human nature!" grimaced Barclay. "Yes, Bob took the thirty-third degree in that order when he married 1" FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE PROBLEM "The toast to the Queen might as well come in at this point," suavely proposed Lyon. "Woman 1 God bless her! We believe in her forever, in spite of all the women 1" They exchanged worldly-wise looks over the rims of their glasses, and Barclay vouchsafed the sage reflection : — "The sentiment does you credit, my young friend, but it doesn't let Bob out." "What do you know about his domestic affairs?" demanded Lyon with a touch of anxiety. "I know enough for a salute of 'I-told-you-so's' if poetic justice ever comes to her own. From the time we squawked at one another out of our perambulators, Dora Doyle made trouble for Bob and me, until we went to prep school. We didn't set her to words, but if we had known how to phrase our .^tate of mind we should have put her down simply as a necessary evil. Ridgewood was a handful of cottages then, and we three were the only children I remember. We seemed to be fixed in the order of things, and had to make the best of it. Dora was the sort of cross between turtle-dove and tiger-cat that lives to kill joy and monopolize privilege. Ten minutes of her pathetic racket would make us feel so mean .od policy as well as good fellowship. With a glance at Mrs. Lyon, for her permission to interrupt the ar- gument, he volunteered his mediation. "It has occurred to me, Miss Kinzie, that Logan got his references mixed. It sounds more like plagiarism from this morning's sermon." Edgerly was not content to let his father-in-law drop out of the conversation. Few families more rigidly observed the taboo of "shop" in the household. From the table talk a guest would seldom be able to place Mr. Lyon ; but the infer- ence would almost always be drawn that philanthropy was his chief occupation. Edgerly reckoned that reference to Halleck's line of thought was an approach to forbidden ground, and that it would call for a defensive movement. Mr. Lyon did not take alarm, however, until Hester had tripped blithely across the danger line. She more than half guessed what was in Edgerly's mind. She had been privileged from childhood as an enfant terrible toward her guardian, and since she had arrived at ideas of her own she had often turned the role to serious account. With the carelessness of an ingenue exchanging banter she smiled back upon Edgerly : — "Mr. Halleok and I have merely been reading the same palms. After one of his climaxes I retired into a reverie, and when I returned I fancied he had been saying, 'David Lyon, you are one of the best men in the world, but the social prob- lem is how to get you into moral relations with your help!" To do both Mr. and Mrs. Lyon justice, their imagination was honestly lost in the attempt to put a workable meaning into Halleck's ideas. The only direction along which they could see any hope of industrial betterment, was through growth of intelligence in laborers that would show them the necessity of trusting the superior wisdom of employers. To their minds the wage system was a part of the order of nature no less than the changes of seasons. The application to Mr. Lyon in particular seemed so extravagant that both preferred to take it as a facetious way of retreating from the charge upon wealth in general. BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE PHILANTHROPIST Mr. Lyon's patience with Hester's escapades of opinion was very much like the Kaiser's sufferance of his daughter's lib- erties with imperial dignity. They did not aft'ect him as social sj'mptoms, but merely as signs of girlish detachment from the real world. That Halleck should put arguments into the mouths of feministic theorists was another matter ; yet tliis ■ was a subject for the office, not for the family. To avoid the trap, he chose to treat Hester's allusion playfully. "I heard Mr. Kissinger say yesterday that one of the young women in the office wants leave of absence for two months, to help her sister get ready to be married. I will recommend you for the position, Hester, and you can see what an ogre I am at close quarters." "Oh, I've no doubt you'd be so nice to me that I should quite forget the personal and the business duality. But suppose I should join the Office Girls' Protective Union. Wouldn't you say I was trying to reverse divine foreordination, and wouldn't you boycott me ?" "Of course, if you should conspire against me. I should have to defend myself." "Would my Office Girls' Union be more of a conspiracy against you, than your corporation laws, and your community of interests among capitalists would against me?" "I will answer allegorically, Hester. Suppose the blades of corn in some farmer's field should form a union next Spring to outwit the climate. Suppose they agreed to grow in spite of drought when rain was needed, and to fill out fuller ears than usual even if rain fell all the time that sunshine was wanted. What would you think of the prospects of the union against the climate?" "They would strike me as a rather forlorn hope. Uncle David, but I wish you would explain the allegory. The blades of corn represent ?" "Why the members of your union, with your easy supe- riority to the laws of business." "And the climate?" "The climate stands for business of course, and the blades of corn must conform to it." "You didn't mean to imply that the employers are the ehmate?" "The employers understand the climate, and the unions do not." 99 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE PHILANTHROPIST "I see. That makes the allegory very striking. If I had a masculine mind, I suppose I should be convinced forever, Uncle David; but as I haven't, I'm foolish enough to im- agine that something may still be said for the unions. Would you mind if I try my hand at an allegory?" A gentle murmur of encouragement circled the table, and Hester proceeded: — "One fine Spring morning, the blades of corn in a small patch, in one corner of the field, put their heads together and decided to form a syndicate to control irrigation. They said to one another, 'We know what we want, and the rest of the field doesn't know what it wants. All these hills of corn can't prosper of course. There isn't material enough to go around. We must make things come our way. We will keep our- selves well watered. We will wash plenty of soil from the rest of the field, if necessary, to cover our roots, but any way we will get rich and fat.' Would it be so awfully unreasonable. Uncle David, for the rest of the field to form a union, while the few hills were organizing their syndicate?" The air of artless innocence with which Hester propounded the dilemma was too much for the gravity even of Mr. and Mrs. Lyon. Buck had been inwardly voting the whole talk an infernal bore, but the humor of the last turn drew him into the general outburst of hilarity. Mr. Lyon declared that he felt like sending a large check at once to the firemen's fund, in gratitude for the narrow escape from letting such a pyromaniac into his office. Logan said it merely went to show our need of an underground route to Siberia ; and Ed- gerly submitted that they had all guessed wrong, and these were advance sheets from a new Communist Manifesto. Hester toyed demurely with her liqueur glass, and reflected that a little well placed irony now and then might help the world move on as much as many a ponderous argument. While the others were returning to the library, Buck took the opportunity to extricate himself, with the notification to his mother, "I won't be home very early. Tom and I are going to take two of the girls on an auto ride." 100 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE SAFE AND SANE Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE SAFE AND SANE VII THE SAFE AND SANE 'The real issue is this : — How do you know that your better judgment hasn't usurped more authority than it is entitled to as a dictator to men of poorer judgment?" AT the head of the long table in the directors' room, the President of the Company was dispatching his Monday morning's work. He might have been described as a twin of David Lyon, with reverse English upon every feature that made his brother lovable. In the lines of his face, as he rapidly disposed of one document after another, not a mark of a gentle emotion could be detected. He was following a routine, with no more betrayal of sentiment than is visible in a machine. After watching and listening for a half -hour to his curt comments to his secretary one might have said that his relentlessness in action resembled nothing so much as the strain of an ex- press engine making up time lost from the schedule. Yet this was David Lyon in his business character. Not dishonest, not dishonorable, not unscrupulous, he was simply unequivocal in his purpose, and unswerving, uncompromis- ing, inflexible in its pursuit. He accepted the working world as a scheme of order as unvarying and inevitable as the har- mony of the spheres. The Newtonian law of this system was, Capitalize all the wealth you can, and make it pay every penny of dividends it will produce. The general limitations of the system were defined by the statutes and the recognized rules of competition. Within these boundaries, success be- longed to the strongest force. No courts would have been needed to secure his observance of these restrictions to the letter, as he interpreted them. David Lyon's word was always as good as his contract. But honor, as he understood it, required rigid respect for the rules no more than pitiless use of the power of economic resources. It would be burying talents in the earth to permit embarrass- ment of business by sentimental considerations. His whole office philosophy was once packed into a remark to Edgerly : — "We can't go into battle without losing killed and wounded. FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE SAFE AND SANE but we must win the fight first and attend to them afterwards. When human sympathies obstruct the operation of business principles, they are as much out of place as lace curtains and bric-a-brac in a foundry." The difficult thing to understand was not the make-up of ]Mr. Lyon's two selves, but that he had never been disturbed hy the contrast between them. He serenely accepted the benef- icent provision of nature which divided life into personal and impersonal parts, the former of which subsisled upon crumbs from the table of the latter. Perhaps more anomalous still, in a man of his type, was the fact that his partial suspension, in practice, of the funda- mental law "capitalize," was not in accordance with a definite formula. He was liberal in his expenditures, and generous in his gifts, but this did not alter the material fact. In prin- ciple, his personal life was not the master but the pensioner of his economic life, and he had never attempted to account for the ratio of withdrawal from possible capital, and transfer to bounty, which his business self permitted his personal self to administer. The truth was that these habitual concessions to the larger life represented ideas and influences which flatly contradicted his business theory. If he had been a philosopher, Mr. Lyon would have been a puzzle to himself. He would have seen that there was irre- pressible conflict between the two divisions of life which his working scheme created; and the conflict would have pre- sented itself to him as either comedy or tragedy. Whichever alternative he chose he would have had the curiosity to run down the contradiction, and to discover where the mistake was located which made his life revolve about two centres in- stead of one. Since he was not a philosopher, but merely a matter-of-fact man, he cared for none of these things; and instead of struggling to merge his antithetic selves into a unity, he held them apart, dividing his time between them, and turn for turn he wjis as conscientious about the program of the one as of the other. It was Mr. Lyon's habit to do hi.s routine work in the direc- tors' room, in preference to his private office; and for two reasons. In the first place, there wa.s the comfort and conve- nience of the larger space. This was the reason which he gave to others. In the second place, in the directors' room he could more easily imagine himself reaching out to touch every dc- 106 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE SAFE AND SANE tail of the company's operations. He had more of the feel- ing of the Captain on the bridge, and of the Commander at staff-headquarters. He could fancy that all his heads of de- partments were present. This was the reason which he gave to himself. He would have been ashamed to confess it, for it was the one intrusion of sentiment which he had not barred from the premises. The customary order of business filled the first part of the forenoon, with no incident to show that anything unusual was in the air. According to the newspaper, the program predicted by Kissinger, and talked over by Mr. Lyon and Logan after dinner the day before, had been endorsed by the unions, and a delegation had been authorized to make formal presentation of the demands to the Company. No directors' meeting had been called, because the situation presented no problem that had not already been settled in principle ; unless it was the question whether an interview should be granted to a delegation submitting such an unthinkable proposition. As notification that an interview was desired had not been re- ceived, there was no hurry to decide how it should be treated. The special program of the day was to set in motion the offensive and defensive plans which had been worked out in anticipation of labor disturbance. Certain large orders for material had to be suspended ; customers were warned that the strike clause in their contracts was likely to become operative ; pending arrangements with the banks were to be closed, and in particular, the necessary steps had to be taken to put in readiness the campaign resources of the different associations that were pledged to maintain the employers' side of the fight. Until after business hours there had been hardly a moment of relief from hard work for the administrative officers. The lunch hour at their clubs had been nearly as busy as the floor of the Board of Trade during a break in the market. The di- rectors had been coming and going all day, and now, after the doors were closed, half a dozen of them were gathered around the long table to talk over the outlook at their leisure. At this moment Mr. Lyon would have been an ideal pose for Napoleon at Austerlitz, during the legendary twenty min- utes when he held his Marshals in leash while the allies were completing their false movement. He expected a terrific 107 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE SAFE AND SANE fight, but he had made his dispositions so carefully that he was absolutely confident. He was so pleased with the day's work that he had almost permitted his face to resume its human version. When the talk turned from' what had been done, to the question of attitude toward the strikers' deputation, it was quickly evident that this transformation was premature. At mention of the defiance which was to be flung at the Com- pany, with the underlying provocation of implied contempt for business principles, Mr. Lyon's features instantly con- tracted into a hard, stern, almost fierce expression, that would have satisfied a rather rigorous conception of a headsman. Bringing both fists down heavily upon the table, he exclaimed, with a vehemence of which few knew him to be capable, "One thing is certain ! You will never catch me demeaning myself by a parley with these freebooters!" Most of the group represented primarily the bankers', rather than the employers' viewpoint, and they were inclined toward a more conciliatory policy. 'They argued that it was a mere matter of form anyway. They said it would do no hurt to be polite to these men. They thought it might even modify the animus of the struggle if the Company should avoid insolence in the beginning. Mr. Lyon came back at them savagely. "Is it insolence not to ask a man to walk into your parlor, when he advertises in advance that his errand is bribery or blackmail? Politeness has its place, and some of it might be judicious if we were just at present doing detectives' work. But I draw the line on politeness to the man that asks me to be his accomplice in crime. You propose to bandy words with an illegal conspir- acy. That would give these bandits the advantage of being treated as though they had a right to negotiate. It would give away our whole case if we should admit that they are entitled to a hearing. No! gentlemen. A burglar may break into my house at his own peril, but he will never get a chance to sit down before my fireplace and discuss terms of immunity. The scouts of these outlaws may wave their flag of truce till it rots. The only recognition they will ever get from David Lyon will be a volley I" Logan Lyon had been pacing slowly around the table, in the rear of the animated circle. None of the talk had es- caped him, but he had been thinking of Halleck, and Hester BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE SAFE AND SANE Kinzie ; and it was a relief from the grim tension of the day's schedule to look at it in the sort of colored light that he just at present associated with those persons. So far as Lyon was aware, his object in turning from the practical to what he regarded as the dilettantish, was amuse- ment, rather than anything more serious. It was a part of the "lighter touch" that he had mentioned to Barclay. It was a novel sensation to assume an attitude of aloofness, and to scrutinize business as an unbiased spectator. It gave him a feeling of self-possession something like the triumph of first ability to ride a bicycle without gripping the handle-bar. That the horizon which the Company made for itself was not the largest perspective in which it could be viewed without taking in a section of cloud-land, was almost as novel a reve- lation to Lyon as the fresh-air fund child's discovery that the world contains groves, and streams, and meadows, as well as pavements. The new mood was an inclination to be coltish. From pure mischief Lyon halted at the foot of the table, and for the first time broke into the conversation. "After all, Father, don't you think we're a little like the Quaker whose conscientious scruples against war couldn't keep him from firing just where the enemy stood?" The blank look on all the faces at the table told Lyon that he had not scored; and he acknowledged to himself that it was a rather wild shot. After his father had answered, in a slightly groping tone, that he didn't see the point, Logan tried again. "While you have been throwing bouquets at the Company for its long-headed preparations, I've been wondering how many of us had ever caught ourselves thinking that, win or lose, the whole campaign is a dodging of the issue." Probably no one present would have found anything new in such a reflection from a literary man, or a social agitator, but the source and the surroundings gave it the effect of a cannon-cracker. Any remark, however unexpected, that was to be taken literally in connection with a business propo- sition, would have met ready enough answer in that group ; but this suggestion from Logan Lyon was a complete sur- prise. Every one was caught so off his guard that for several seconds only a confused gurgle came of the spasmodic at- tempts to articulate before thinking. The first to pull him- 109 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE SAFE AND SANE self together enough to sense the spirit of the query was Evans, President of the Fidelity Trust Company, and nearest of the number to Logan's age. He could contribute only the insin- uation, "Does a hard day's work always rattle you, Lyon?" "On the contrary," Lyon answered jauntily, "as the day's work hasn't called on me to extend myself, I need the exer- cise of playing the devil's advocate." "If I was after that sort of exercise," joined in Snelling, of the Home National, "I should wait until my client had a case with at least a few technicalities in his favor." "You may not be aware, gentlemen," continued Lyon, with mock solemnity, and seemingly regardless of the comments, "that I am considering the idea of employing my leisure in writing a treatise on the vices of modern business." "On the principle that it takes a rogue to catch a rogue?" demanded Evans. "Exactly," followed Lyon, "the confessions of a converted capitalist." Nobody in the room could make out what Lyon was driv- ing at. Jokes were not good form in the Avery offices, even after hours. The presumption neither of jest nor of earnest offered a plausible clue. If Logan Lyon had not ranked as one of the keenest minds in Chicago, the group would have been disposed to think he was gibbering. As he was never known to talk without saying something, the topic of the day was dropped and the curiosity of the whole company turned to the enigma he had sprung. Semi-officially, rather than paternally, and as a caution against crossing the line of levity, Lyon Senior offered the tentative expostulation : — "It is to be presumed, Logan, that the confessions will be strictly individual rather than repre- sentative." "I bad thought it would be a good plan to make them gen- eral, for the sake of seeing how my fellow sinners would plead to the indictment. For instance, the first chapter will begin : 'Everybody knows that the patriarchalism of modern busi- ness is untenable.' " "You might save making a show of yourself, by assuming a verdict of not guilty on that count, and throwing it out of the record," retorted Evans. He was quicker than the others in tracking Lyon's moves, but he was an index of the temper BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE SAFE AND SANE of the rest. They all had the feeling that whatever Lyon meant it was entirely uncalled for, and perhaps seditious. Paying no attention to the disclaimer, Lyon continued : — "The second proposition will be: 'Even the interested parties now understand that the superstition of the divine right of kings was merely a primitive form of the illusion of the di- vine right of employers.' " By this time the President of the Company was really un- easy. Under any circumstances he would have regarded it as beneath the dignity of the head of the legal department to in- dulge in such extravagance. In a crisis like the present, it pointed either to deficient sense of the gravity of the situation, or to mental vagaries of which his son had never been sus- pected. Not in anger, but certainly in sorrow, he undertook to close the incident. "It strikes me, Logan," he interposed, with a manner that was an unsettled compound of gentleness and severity, "that it would be well to leave this sort of horse- play to the socialists, and confine ourselves to business." The young man's respect and affection for his father were too genuine to permit trifling either with his opinions or his feelings. With the other men Lyon might have continued on the same line indefinitely. For his father's sake, he saw that he must adopt a different tone. Still standing, with his hands in his pockets, at the end of the table, and now and then walk- ing a step or two in either direction, he took a new point of departure. "I'm neither an end-man nor a traitor. These things are strictly between us, and I'm not likely to let them clog the running gear. But, honestly, on the neutral ground between jobs, I would like immensely to find out how many of us are as satisfied as we think we are with the whole arrangement." "You don't propose to quit the business, and get a place to spin cobwebs down at the University?" This time it was Dex- ter, of the Ninth National. He had hardly spoken since Lyon disturbed the session. His face had been lowering, from the first remark, and the innovation seemed to irritate him more in its literal than in its facetious form. "What do you mean by 'the whole arrangement,' Logan?" asked his father. "I mean this: — The Avery Company, for instance, is a sample of the sort of thing that has grown up all over the world. Nobody saw in advance just what was coming, but FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE SAFE AND SANE new sources of motor power, new types of machinery, new markets, new legislation, new organization of economic forces, have gradually put into the hands of a few of us a new type of control over most of our partners in work. That is, the great majority of the people who make a modern industry have no more to say about the policy of the industry, or about business standards in general, than the Russian moujiks have about the constitution and laws of the empire. Our business, like every other, is necessarily a cooperative process. Each kind of labor, from thinking out the first steps in financing the company, to the least skilled work in getting out the raw material for our use, depends on every other kind. We couldn't get along without the work in the coal yards, any more than the coal yards could exist without the work in this office. But 'the whole arrangement' that I spoke of gives a handful of us relatively as much power over the great number as the Russian bureaucrats have over the nation at large. This is all very flattering to our vanity, and convenient for our side of the arrangement, but if we were called upon to justify it on grounds of good sportsmanship, we should have hard work to come off very proud of ourselves." "That's the talk of a quitter, Lyon," snarled Evans. "It's always good sportsmanship to take what comes to you under the rules, not to whine when you get the short end." "It's a great deal better sportsmanship," returned Lyon, "when everything has been coming our way, to be willing to consider whether the rules haven't artificially favored our style of play." "If you'd get the muddle out of your rhetoric," sneered Dexter, "There'd be no excuse left for your Miss Nancyism about sticking to business. Come in out of the moonlight, and you'll see that it isn't a partnership, nor a gentleman's game. It's a fight. Every man for himself. It's all well enough to pity your enemies after you've got them where you want them, but if you give any quarter before, you will simply exchange places." "There would be millions, Mr. Dexter, in a comic opera built around a national bank magnate blowing himself with the hallucination that business is 'every man for himself.' " Lyon had crossed over to Dexter's side of the table and be- gan to talk about him rather than to him. His manner was that of a lecturer demonstrating his subject upon a conve- BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE SAFE AND SANE nient piece of material. The specimen seemed to stimulate in his mind a tantalizing mixture of curiosity and amusement. "If it really were 'every man for himself,' Mr. Dexter, where would the bankers be? Not one of them could ever have got beyond selling newspapers on the street corner. But they couldn't have got that far, because enough capital never could have been collected or held together to publish a news- paper. The banker who thinks he has fought his way to the front without help, is capable of believing that he was born of his own will. You are Exhibit A, Mr. Dexter, in a problem of refutation that ought not to puzzle a schoolboy. Business in general, and banking as a shining instance, is 'many men for one another.' Not a business on earth could live a min- ute if it didn't have the benefit of a public franchise in some shape. When you look the facts square in the face, you find that business is neither a game, nor a fight, nor a partnership, but it is all three together. I see no reason to doubt that it will always be a combination of the three. For all we know, how- ever, the proportions of the elements will have to be changed a great many times, before human affairs settle down in their final adjustment. So far as we have gone, business is a scram- ble to let in just enough friends, on the ground floor of a few preferred partnerships, to secure them in a winning fight with the rest of the world, the non-preferred partners in- cluded. The people on the inside couldn't spin a thread if a hundred times as many people on the outside didn't consent to work with them on terms which the insiders find profitable for themselves. Now my point is that there is always a ques- tion whether these terms are fair, and whether the outsiders have their share of influence in testing the fairness. Of course the insiders mean to be fair, but we are all the time fighting for the right to be our own judges of ourselves. We dispute every inch of approach of the outside partners to pro- portional representation in the controversy." To tell the truth, Lyon was surprising himself more than his hearers, by his excursion into theory. He had not fore- seen where he would land when he slipped his moorings. Without considering how seriously he would want to stand for what he was saying, he was enjoying the effect, on himself no less than on the others, of letting himself go and seeing what would happen. The other men seemed to have lost the connection. Lyon's FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE SAFE AND SANE line of thought was so far from their beaten track that it left them with a safe "never-touched-me" feeling. They were even recovering themselves enough to feel foolish for having al- lowed Lyon to ruffle them by an argument that ended in the air. Evans again gave the first sign of a changing mood. "When we get this dust of words laid enough to see through it, the bright particular moonbeam you seem to be chasing, Lyon, is suppression of the fit, and turning control of things over to the unfit." "Lyon's conscience is troubled," chimed in Dexter, "be- cause brains don't go to the bottom instead of the top." "Whether there is any conscience in it or not," retorted Lyon, "the assumption that brains and nerve to hog the situa- tion are identical, is an overdraft on my sense of the ridicu- lous." "What remedy do you propose, Logan, for the evils you have in mind?" asked his father. "That question seems to me to be the chief defense we offer for not hunting down the evils themselves," replied Lyon, for the first time appearing to speak entirely without dis- guise. "It turns out to be a defense that is no credit to us, when we think what it implies. It is no excuse for shirking today's work, that we can't predict how our great grandchil- dren will finish it. We might just as well hold up the doc- tors for finding cancer in their patients, because they haven't yet learned how to cure it." "If we must use comparisons," returned his father, "the kind of sentimentality you are sampling seems to me more like condemning the human body because the mind controls the muscles, instead of the reverse." When Logan was in good spirits, and completely at his ease, he had a yodling laugh that was more persuasive than argument. It had a wide range of expression, and it was es- pecially effective when the ludicrous side of an idea struck him as its vulnerable point. His regard for his father made him use it now with subdued discretion, but even under re- straint it gave edge to what he said. "The excruciating thing, Father, is that one set of muscles can gravely declare to the other sets of muscles, 'You are only muscles, we are mind.' " "Suppose we drop the comparisons then," continued Mr. Lyon, "and say just what we mean. Whether there are pre- ventable evils in the world or not, they would soon be multi- 114 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE SAFE AND SANE plied a hundred times over, if we should start to cure them on the theory that the average man knows how to do his own thinking." "The other half of that truth," responded Logan, "is a va- riation of the 'many men for one another' proposition. Neither the average man nor the phenomenal man is capable of doing all his own thinking. I wonder if each man ought not to have the right to do the fraction of his own thinking that is within his capacity, and to make his own selection of people to do the rest, up to the point where he begins to be a nuisance to his neighbors." "It is weak and dangerous," insisted Mr. Lyon, with a re- vival of his previous energy, "to dally with the notion that the ordinary man could go very far without a guardian. I have no hesitation in saying that I know, better than people in gen- eral, what they ought to think about things in general." "Suppose we grant that, father," responded Logan gently, "it doesn't touch the main question. The real issue is this : How do you know that your better judgment hasn't usurped more authority than it is entitled to as a dictator to men of poorer judgment? Political tyranny has always justified itself on the same ground. The argument of the few is: — 'The many don't know. We do. Therefore we have the right to govern the many.' No one dares to say that in poli- tics in the United States ; but we still say it in business. The Kaiser thinks he knows better than his Germans what they ought to think about things in general, and he consequently maintains a government that regulates them, from the hiring of servant girls to declaring war. On the face of it, the re- sults are in the Kaiser's favor. As a pure matter of good order we couldn't make a better investment than to call in our democracy, and hire a competent emperor to run us on the Kaiser's plan. But we think we are better off, all things con- sidered, paying the penalties of our own incompetence as we go along, and meanwhile learning by experience. Isn't it conceivable that we should get more out of business too, in the end, if we diminished its Kaiserism and increased its democracy?" "I suppose it is conceivable," mused Mr. Lyon, "that uni- versal bankruptcy would usher in the millennium; but so many things remain to be said in defense of solvency that I can still oppose the experiment with a clear conscience." 116 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE SAFE AND SANE The abstract turn of the discussion had made every one feel that it had passed out of the danger zone, and common consent seemed to have been reached that the whole episode was a natural reaction from the day's exertions. Although Lyon wanted to point out that at least two questions were begged in his father's reply, he preferred to accept the oppor- tunity to allow him the last word. He was trying to withdraw gracefully, with acknowledgments to the company for the mental photographs they had contributed to his researches, when Dexter gave a parting sign that he had been hit. "Before your debating society adjourns, Lyon, let me give you one bit of friendly advice. If you can still make people believe you know a little law, hold on to that graft, and don't take chances beyond your depth in political economy. You would avoid a world of worry about social reform if you would buy an economic primer, and learn the lesson that the only way for employees to improve their conditions is to stop fight- ing their employers and increase the productivity of labor." As there was no time left for argiiment, Lyon merely ob- served, with an exasperating affectation of humility: — "It was a calamity to civilization, Mr. Dexter, that the primer you drew your wisdom from was allowed to go out of print a third of a century ago. Its enormous value was in the pointer it gave to employers. They might have multiplied our pros- perity by taking advantage of it. If organized labor is fight- ing against fate, all capital has to do is to cut off the expense of opposing the unions, let labor defeat itself, and declare extra dividends from the savings. Of course motives of phil- anthropy towards laboring men have been the only reason why employers have not given themselves the benefit of that paragraph in the primer long ago !" If Logan Lyon had actually been settled in the role of a dispassionate student, rather than of a partisan in social con- flicts, he would have been aware that one era was dissolving into another less in the fight between hostile social classes, than in unconscious changes of views going forward in groups like the one now dispersing. He did not know that his own position had been shifted by the discussion. In fact, though he had changed no specific opinion, he had virtually made the decisive transition from the attitude of an attorney to that of an inquirer. BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE INSURGENT Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE INSURGENT VIII THE INSURGENT 'The ground plan of a democracy is that all shares in the profits of the cooperation shall be paid for in work, and that no one shall have any rights that he does not earn." THE strike had been in full force for two weeks. The Avery Company had promptly posted notice that the plant would shut down six weeks for repairs. As there was no work for strike-breakers, picketing was not needed, and thus far there had been no violence of any sort that could be charged to the strikers. The newspapers, as a rule, seemed to be completely baffled by the situation. It presented questions for which there was no stereotyped answer in their libraries, and they had for the most part confined themselves to platitudes. The Freeman, which was making the most desperate at- tempts to seduce the labor vote, was not sure whether the present movement was an eddy or the main current. To cover its vacuity of opinion, it avoided direct statements about the merits of the particular case, and took refuge in more than usually clownish abuse of capitalists in general. The Courier, whose editorial page was without a rival as a permanent exposition of the perfunctory products of subsi- dized insincerity, was alternately unctuous and scurrilous in its denunciations of the moral sin of entertaining beliefs not dictated by the class bias of its owners. The papers which were taken seriously by the intelligent sections of the population made the most of the folly of strikes in general, and of the failure of the strikers, in the present instance, to bring specific charges against the Avery Company. They were shy of the question of principle that had been raised. While they were trying to decide how to treat it, they affected to regard the whole struggle as a purely theoretical issue, that had wandered out of its sphere and ac- cidentally entangled itself with practical affairs. The first mass meeting in the interest of the strike was in the Armory, Sunday afternoon. John Graham was an- nounced as the chief speaker. FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE INSURGENT Upon EdRerly's dare, he and Logan Lyon were in the as- sembly. For both men the excursion was a voyage of dis- covery. Neither had very distinct ideas as to what the dem- onstration would be like, but both decided to take the pre- caution of wearing cast-off clothes, to avoid being conspicuous. The meeting had already been called to order when they arrived, but nothing that was taking place on the platform was audible more than fifty feet away. The floor of the im- mense building was filled with men who were densely packed near the speakers, but beyond the range of the voices move- ment was not very difficult. As they did not care for the foot- ball practice that would have been necessary to get within hearing distance, Lyon and Edgerly circulated through the outskirts of the crowd, trying to gauge the composition of the audience. Their first impression was recorded in Lyon's remark t« Edgerly, as they found an unoccupied spot under the bal- cony, nearly opposite the rostrum. "Before we're in any deeper, Ernest, it might be well to go home and change our clothes. I wouldn't be so very much surprised if an usher in uniform came and requested us to retire and dress ourselves with due respect for the occasion." The faces of both men testified that they felt a good deal as though they had caught themselves offering a tip to the manager of the Blackstone. "We might as well own up," stammered Edgerly, with a shamefaced substitute for a smile, "that we don't know our Chicago as well as we thought we did. This lot averages much better in looks than the grand stand rooters at a West Side game." "Why, in everything but size it might be a Board of Trade crowd," answered Lyon. "It must he that most of them are spies like us." After another quarter-circuit of the floor, they stopped again to compare notes. "There are more different kinds than I made out at first,'' began Edgerly, "but I haven't spotted a specimen yet of the sort I expected to find in the majority." "Yes, I've recovered my spirits a little," laughed Lyon, "since I've rubbed against one or two fellows that looked as seedy as we do ; but after taking my life in my hands to find BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE INSURGENT out how a gang of bullies would act, I can't make myself feel comfortable in such a ladylike collection." "It's a model Sunday School," reflected Edgerly, "com- pared with the last Republican convention in our district. I expected to find a mob of fire-eaters, but most of them are not taking it half as seriously as we do." "I never got next to a more good natured jumble of des- peradoes," assented Lyon. "These scraps of talk we hear are pretty good samples of the ideas I suppose we mean by Americanism. As I make out the sense of the meeting it's about this: — There's the devil to pay, and it's time to get busy settling the score. But there's no use getting hot about it. "We've got means to burn when we get good and ready to use them. The other fellows are well enough in their way, but they're getting too fresh, and need to be called. After the smoke clears we shall shake hands, and make up, and like each other all the better ; but before it comes to that the bosses are due for a throw-down that they'll remember." "I've noticed here and there what looks like a bad man prowling around," added Edgerly, "but they don't seem to belong to the real push, any more than we do. On the whole, it rather booms my self-respect to find out what a fine breed of chaps are my fellow-citizens." Suddenly a shout rose around the stage, in the middle of one of the longer sides of the building. It spread in waves till it seemed to fill floor and balconies. Graham had been introduced. The reception settled all doubts as to the lean- ings of the crowd. It was hard to find a man who was not joining with the full power of his lungs, and holding his hat at arm's length above his head, wriggling to swing it in spite of the crush of his neighbore. Allowing for the contagion of mob impulses, it was plain enough that the reception was a fair index of the prevailing sentiment, and that it was due to sympathy with the movement which Graham represented. If the speaker had faced that multitude alone, his physique might not at once have caused remark. The fifty men on the platform were nearly all above medium stature ; and the chair- man of the meeting had a figure that would have been nota- ble in any ordinary company; but as they rose to lead the ovation one might have suspected that they had been selected for the purpose of making Graham look heroic by contrast. Although Graham was tall, he was not a giant, and he was 123 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE INSURGENT so well proportioned that his height was conspicuous only by .^inger," he concluded, "neither of us is in a position to commit hininelf absolutely on a matter of this importance. I simply want to put before you a tentative proposition. Entirely apart from this democratic crusade, I must have a permanent Chicago office for my western busi- ne.-s. I see no reason, however, why the agent in charge of that office could not at the same time be the executive officer of this bureau. He could then have his share both in experi- menting practically mth the principle of labor representation on the business side, and he could spread the theory in the educational campaign. He would not be responsible for the plans in either case, except as one among many; but chiefly for carrying out policies which I should adopt with my di- rectors. In that respect it would be very much like your pres- ent position. Your experience with the Avery Company, and your direct touch with the Germans, are the two elements that would make you valuable on the basis of your fundamental social theories. I am starting east tonight for a few speeches in the Ma.ssachusetts campaign. I may be gone two weeks. I simply a.sk you to decide in that time whether you would consider a proposition to take one or both of these positions, provided I could satisfy you that you would lose nothing financially by leaving the Avery Company." BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE DOOR OF HOPE Very little more was said on either side, and with the un- derstanding that they would arrange through Obernitz for another meeting after his return, Graham hurried away through the amphitheatre toward the Sixty-first street station. Kissinger crossed the boulevard, and walked south along the lake front. He was not the first theorist whose fine-spun systems had buckled when tested by the weight of a trial. He believed still, but he was shaken in his assumption that his beliefs had the carrying power he had supposed. He began to compare himself with a man who had spent his life design- ing trusses to span a stream, but had paid no attention to the piers. The call to risk himself upon his own constructions forced attention to the subject of adequate supports. It was one of those plausible Spring days which would as- sure a stranger to the capricious climate that Summer had taken possession. Kissinger stopped on the bridge by the side of the Caravels, seating himself on the parapet and dallying with the query whether Columbus' adventure was really more precarious than Graham's proposal. Then he wandered shoreward along the boulevard to the extreme park limit. While hesitating whether to return by the same route, or to circle the lower end of the park, he stood inviting the gentle fanning of the breeze from the lake. He gradually reversed his position, till the broad stretches of awakening verdure made the half of the picture on his left, while the pall of smoke that filled the upper quarter on the right took from im- agination all excuse for effort in construing the harbor en- trance as the jaws of the pit. A few days earlier Kissinger would have felt that he was doing a man's part if he had poetized the contrast into a sym- bolic expression of the difference between life as it should be and as it is. With Graham's realness still clutching him, he hadn't the face so to dignify child's play, and his more virile thought kept breaking into his passive contemplation with the impish question, "Yes, but what does it mean for me?" It was not true that Kissinger was hiding behind his wife. He was too much of a man for that. He knew that if he could manage himself, he could easily take care of the other obstacles. Still he frankly dreaded the unavoidable family discussion, in case he should decide to take the plunge. He did wish that he could have his wife's help in settling his mind, but he had long ago given up that recourse. They FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE DOOR OF HOPE could talk only about utterly indifferent or perfectly obvious subjects. Kissinger would have respected his wife's differences from him in opinion if he could have tolerated the grounds on which her opinions rested. The fact that nothing which he regarded as important had a similar rating in Mrs. Kissinger's mind, and that the things which seemed to her essential had for him simply the value of trifles, left as alternatives either constant friction or exchange merely of the most colorless and commonplace ideas. He always felt humiliated when- ever he and his \vife disagreed, and even more so when he was obliged to insist upon his own view than when he yielded to hers. In neither case did the outcome represent arrival at a common judgment. It was a mere giving way by one to the other, for no reason that was regarded as sufficient by the acquiescing party. Kissinger was too chivalrous to be comfortable in requiring concessions from his wife, and in their case, therefore, the law that without concessions there can be no partnership had resulted in reducing their married life to a drearily empty alliance. From babyhood Elsie had been their one effective bond of union. However their own interests were drawing them apart, their common devotion to the child had always been a stronger factor. Their views of life necessarily converged upon very different ideas about Elsie's interests, yet Kissinger had usually been able to convince himself that a mother's judgment about a daughter has the better claims, and he had seldom felt bound to go far in urging his dissenting opinions. Although Elsie had been absent for several weeks on an eastern visit with Hester Kinzie, she unconsciously helped her father to tide over a difficult evening. The incident of the afternoon embarrassed him as though he were harboring a guilty secret. Mrs. Kissinger was not at home when he re- turned, but she arrived just at the dinner hour, and her prat- tle about Elsie's visit, and the letter that had come from her after Mr. Kissinger had left home that morning, was a wel- come cue for dismissing less agreeable things and getting all the sunshine possible out of their one common interest. After dinner, instead of turning to the evening paper, Kis- singer insisted that his wife should read the letter aloud. She assented, on condition that he would hear it to the end with- out comment, and would discuss it as a whole afterwards. He BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE DOOR OF HOPE accepted the terms, and after he had lighted his cigar Mrs. Kissinger read with as much sympathy as though she had written the letter herself : — "My best beloved Ones: — "Hester says it's only the Boston altitude, and I would get used to it in time; but looking inward at any rate I'm growing wilder-eyed the longer it lasts. ' ' We have scratched the surface, from the Cambridge elms to Plymouth Rock; and we have had some deeper glimpses too, for there is no doubt that the family altars of the Arlingtons and the Beacons, as well as the Hartleys, are safely within the Holy of Holies. ' ' Of course the mysteries are not solemnized very elaborately between seasons, but that leaves the neophyte with a little self-assertion, instead of completely overawed, as would surely be the case under sudden introduc- tion to the full ritual. ' ' We have been in the presence of all the extant antiquities and local peculiarities celebrated in song and story, from Old South Church to baked beans, and codfish, and clams in a dozen lightning change characters. The ruins are as authentic as restorations ever dare to be, but the menu is no longer much more to the manner born than a shopping procession in front of Marshall Field 's is made up of aborigines. So far as things go, half a dozen pairs of contrasts that I can think of between different parts of our piebald Chicago, are as extreme as any difference I have noticed between the two cities as a whole ; but it 's the people ! The hysterics of streets in the old part are really something to be grateful for. They afford me instant relief. They seem to be saying, in the only unstudied language one finds, that once upon a time the inhabitants did as they felt, and the thought that the same may happen again sometimes lasts nearly back to Commonwealth Avenue. ' ' The folks keep up a mental action that would register large figures on the cyclometer, but it doesn't seem to be thinking. It is more like a machinery for automatic selection of predigested foods, and the tableware to match. I am sure the confirmation questions must start with the danger of falling into mortal sin by serving vegetables in the soup tureen, or drinking hock and claret from the same kind of glass. I infer, too, that when spiritual unction is nearly ready to descend, the moral chasm sepa- rating a Websterian from a Worcesterian pronunciation is opened up in its whole appalling breadth and depth ; and at last, when the sensibilities are in their most plastic state, the veil is lifted and the novice is given a vision of the fall from grace that would be involved in an ungoverned exclamation of surprise, when a vaguely questioning contraction of the optic muscles would convey the precisely adequate degree of attention. "The day's program doesn't seem to leave any place for yourself. You are merely a celebrant reading the appropriate offices. It reminds me of the Delsarte system of expression. It is all right if your breeding has predisposed you to associate postures and sentiments in that way; but what if the Avaunt-and-quit-my-sight passages, for instance, suggest to you only a deaf and dumb lady who has washed her hands and doesn't find a towel? "Living on cold-storage emotions doesn't remind me of the upper ether, but of a diving bell and breathing through a tube. Hester and I have developed a set of private signals. When she slowly deflects her chin 201 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE DOOR OF HOPE in my direction till a straight line to the tip of her nose would run at an angle of 25 degrees with her shoulders, and when in that attitude she fixes on me a heart-stirring look of mingled warning and appeal, which the spec- tators are too polite to notice, but which they take in all the same, as say- ing plainer than words, ' Child of wrath ! Let us beware lest we fail to be duly impressed by the profound import of all this propriety! ' — when she does all that, it means a wink. The rest of the code is equally elaborate. ' ' On the outside, Hester fits into the function as though she didn 't know any better, but I see now why she wanted me. When we can let each other know by wireless that we are throwing hand springs in spirit, we take courage from the recollection that we have lived through other similar days and that there will be respite presently in our kimonas. ' ' We have seen fifty Boston girls that are the real article. I like them too, and shall take their part hereafter no matter what people say. They can 't help it. They 're genuine inside at the start. They have good blood and could be counted on to better the record of their ancestors if they had a chance, but it's the environment. They're perfectly healthy modern girls, and to cramp them into their deportment must hurt in the beginning as much as it does when they stuff their physical culture bodies into the fancy ball costumes of Louis-Quatorze beauties. By watching specimens at the different stages, from sixteen to forty-five, I have decided that the asbestos veneer spread on by their education is carnivorous. It eats its way in from the outside with greater or less rapidity according to circum- stances, till at last the arteries are encased in it, and it acts like the ice on the coil of tubes in the water-cooler. ' ' There 's another side to that, too. Something that I haven 't stumbled on must upset that calculation when these girls marry, because they do make perfectly fine husbands out of the most depressing material. I have turned with fond recollection to our letter carrier and gas inspector as antidotes for these youths in their twenties. Some of them are said to have been the delegates to take their year's beating from Yale in various events, but they appear to be too far out of training now for anything more strenuous than selecting haberdashery. If they were as precocious as the stories say, perhaps nature evens up matters by exacting a lifeless decade or so before they recover their grip. At present they seem to have no surplus left over from the preoccupation of retouching their own men- tal photographs. ' ' The Hartleys are dears. They show what all tliis was when it was in the making, when it came from the inside, when it didn't have to be put on like blinders on a thoroughbred. They are interested in everything, from Bible classes to prize fights, — at least I accidentally discovered that he goes that far in the way of keeping up his information, — but every thing about them seems to be in the only proper proportion to everything else. If they are serious, they are gay, and studious, and sportive, and sympathetic, and restful, and busy and affectionate enough to make each part of it seem just perfect. They never make me uncomfortable, yet whenever I am with them I have a feeling that it would be nice to repent of something, if I only knew what. They keep me thinking that perhaps people will all sometime learn to make life as beautiful as they do. ' ' I don 't know whether I understand at all what architecture means, but the other day as I was looking at the original drawings of Trinity, the idea came to me that, if it should ever be completed according to the 202 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE DOOR OF HOPE design, it would be a true picture in stone of the Hartleys as I have seen them. "But we have only to make the short run to Channing's in Brooklin© to see the father undone in the son. In looks he will be his father 's double at the same age, but unless he mends his ways that will be the end of the resemblance. He might as well be a grub-staker burrowing for gold ; only in his case it 's politics. He says he is practicing law merely to keep him- self out of mischief when he can't be laying wires that will end in the Senate. I call him an instance of the reclaimed incorrigible, but his wife says he is no better than a Chicago man. ' ' Two or three letters ago I began to tell you about the other half, as we had seen it from the Settlement. We are not through, but it's a long story, and I don't believe you would care to have me put more of it on paper. "It is getting to be second nature with me to think, talk, dream and scribble philosophy — if that is what you will call this letter. I feel it coming stronger. I will let you off with this much now, but I have caught the infection, and just as likely as not it will become chronic. You must expect progressive worse. "With lots of kisses to my dear both ELSIE." Following the reading, for seconds that may have run into minutes, the father and mother merely met each other's si- lently inquisitive smiles. Mrs. Kissinger's patience first reaching its limits, she prompted her husband with the gentle spur, "Tell me what you think, Walther." "You know," he hesitated, "Boston means little to me but State Street. I wouldn't risk an opinion beyond that." "Yes," persisted Mrs. Kissinger, "but on general principles, does it sound as though the visit would be of any use?" "Why, she is evidently getting some new ideas," Kissinger reflected. "Whether she is right or not in her estimates, she has got her mind on discriminations that are worth making. I have no doubt it will help her look with sharper eyes on Chicago people." "But that wasn't what I meant exactly," returned his wife. "Will it help her socially? Will she be any more likely to take advantage of her chances? You know a girl can't afford to keep on too long regardless of her prospects. I had thought she might meet some one in Boston who would impress her more than any one seems to have here." Although Kissinger was not often humorously inclined, he could not refrain from recurring innocently to the very strong impression that Mr. and Mrs. Hartley had evidently made upon Elsie I FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE DOOR OF HOPE "You are too exasperating, Walther," Mrs. Kissinger pouted. "You ought to realize that it makes no difiference what Elsie thinks of the present generation of pilgrim grand- fathers. You are never willing to admit that we are taking our duties too lightly about getting her a husband." "^ly observation has been," Kissinger submitted, rather tangentially, "that in this country at any rate, the less the parents show their hand before they hear from the young people the safer they are from putting their foot in it." Kissinger was aware that this reflection would touch a ten- der spot, but he had not much hope that his wife would be decoyed from pursuit of its substance by the provocation it gave to her jealous zeal for form. He g-uessed that Mrs. Kis- singer was looking for an opening to introduce a conference about several men who were within the radius of her hopes or fears. He was not only in a partially contrite mood for the errant conduct of the afternoon, but he foresaw that he would not remain constant enough to block off further temptation. Acting as his own confessor, and assuming occasion for both absolution and indulgence, he resigned himself to the unwel- come discussion, as the most convenient form of penance. 204 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE RENEGADE Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE RENEGADE XIII THE RENEGADE "AH the men whose brains are not thicker than their necks will come to it sooner or later. Some of them still get their fun going West to kill bear, but as a pure sporting propo- sition coming East to rescue the unconscious rich from themselves has a sure shade." AT first Hester Kinzie's interest in Elsie had been merely a renewal of obligation under a debt of gratitude in- curred in his early manhood by her father. When young Kinzie came a stranger to Chicago, Mrs. Kissinger's parents had been timely and effectual friends. Not only had they smoothed his way to social recourse from the dismal isolation, or more dreadful promiscuity, which would have been the alternatives in those earlier days, but the business connections which enabled Kinzie in a few brilliant years to take his place among the richest men of the town would hardly have been formed without the help of Mr. Wells. When the reverses came which hastened his benefactor's death, Mr. Kinzie was in Australia, and he knew nothing of the difficulties till it was too late to offer assistance. After his return he was able to be of more service than he permitted Mrs. Wells to know, in recovering something from the ruins of the property ; but his sense of obligation was quickened by the incident, and he later cultivated the sentiment also in his daughter. During their irregular visits to Chicago, in her childhood, Hester gravely took for granted a partnership with her father in a sort of formal protectorate over Elsie. The difference in their ages favored this juvenile affectation. Only within the last few years had the two girls begun to be drawn together by mutual attraction. Neither was fully aware that a change was going on, but in a short time the stilted acquaintance was merged into spontaneous affection. Superficially Elsie was the active, virile element in the friendship, and a compensation for Hester's negative gentle- ness. The precise contrary was the underlying truth. Elsie was buoyant, and vivacious and insatiably interested ; but in- stead of proving constancy of will and steadiness of purpose. FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE RENEGADE her animation merely reflected her guileless vagrancy, and her tractability by any sort of alluring stimulus. Hester was externally placid. She had only rare moments of effervescence. This was not because she was dull or tired or cold. She had tested a range of reactions far beyond El- sie's experience, yet there M'as not a sated fiber in her body. For her own consciousness every nerve was an e string; but although a beginner she was too well trained to permit a note to be strident. From her outlook upon life not an Autumn tint was in sight. Even the storms were benisons. But some- where she had picked up the clue that life is a palimpsest, and that the surface readings are mere minor flourishes upon the deeper lines that all say "Problem!" and "Mystery!" She had found a life centre for herself in the implied challenge. She had no desire to be known as learned, and she did not care to delve very far into the lores that had made the reputa- tion of scholars, but she found her animus in the incessant provocation to pry beyond accepted versions into the re- moter meanings of familiar things. Her appetite for life was undoyed simply because she was not dependent for variety upon a succession of new tastes. None of the old sensations had lost their zest. If she was not constantly detecting fresh flavors, she was sure they were playing hide and seek with her. Instead of finding the world in herself, she was trying to find herself in the world. Her manner of mildly amused serenity was not passiveness. It was merely a decorous, if withal a coquettish veil for vigilant scrutiny of life, and for the resolved unwomanliness of forging toward a fulcrum for moving life, instead of submitting without recourse to the decrees of tradition. Hester's mental attitude was not apparent, because its be- trayals were mostly inquisitive rather than assertive. If she ventured to express secessionist ideas, they were usually in the form of questions, or at most of playful satire. In Johna- than Edwards' time her skepticism would no doubt have been charged to belated childish forwardness. It was in reality one of the active phases of her maturing sense of responsi- bility. Without her knowledge or consent, Hester had been fore- doomed to the vocation of wealth. While her father had never caught other views of the social basis of morality than the detached rays which real life perforce refracts upon the BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE RENEGADE most opaque individualistic philosophy, he had done his best to teach his daughter all that he himself understood about the duties of wealth. As she was about to become her own agent in performing these duties, she found herself reopening the questions, What are they? and Why are they? Hester was so much a child of the' present that, without recognizing many of the sources from which she drew the opinion, she had reasoned out for herself that "ought" is merely a guide-post to the directions in which our actions might do other people good, while "ought not" is a warning of directions in which our actions would do other people harm. When she had gone so far, it was a short step to the inference that the duties of wealth must be discovered by finding out just how different kinds of actions connected with wealth affect, well or ill, near or remote human beings. She was not aware that she had worked her way back close to the founda- tions of social philosophy. Not as a technical scientific pur- suit, however, nor as a mere intellectual fad, but as a conscien- tious preparation to act her part with the most good and least harm to others, she was quietly practicing the art of tracing cause and effect in all sorts of human actions. If this search was worth while for herself, Hester thought, why would it not be the proper initiation into life for every- body? She did not believe that people generally took very- long views about the consequences of their acts, nor that they cared so very much about the consequences, except for them- selves. For this reason she was forewarned when she found in the legal, or moral, or social codes, or the economic systems, or the religious doctrines that people had built up, greater or lesser elements which provoked her active doubt. What else could be expected of the narrow and selfish people that we find ourselves to be? For the same reason, she reflected, the sophisticated attitude, both toward our own individual im- pulses and toward public institutions, is not standing in awe of them but in judgment over them. All this reasoning was a sort of by-conscious process in Hester's mind, and it rather stimulated than retarded her complaisant avidity of life. She divulged her speculations, even to Elsie, only in the concrete ; but two people cannot be constantly saying to each other, "This is better or worse, truer or falser than that," without gradualljr coming to an open agreement or disagreement about the implied standards of FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE RENEGADE judgment. Since resigning her precocious protectorate over Elsie, Hester had neither in thought nor in act assumed the more priggish role of proselytizer ; yet the mentor and the guide were rather privileged than submerged in the friend. The two girls could not have selected each other if their kin- ship of spirit had not been on a high level. Hester did not try to persuade herself that no mission was concealed in her affection for Elsie. It was not a project of conversion, how- ever, but of rescue from perversion. Hester read Mrs. Kissin- ger like an open book, and was sure that Elsie's instincts were truer than her mother's turgid ambitions. She accord- ingly had never a compunction about plotting like a terrorist to secure for Elsie liberty to be herself. It was merely a consistent detail in this program for Hester to claim Elsie's company on her latest visit to her father's only sister. Between the houses of Hartley and Lyon there had long been amicable feud over Hester's first allegiance. She did not know in which family she felt the more at home, and she tried to divide her time so evenly between them that no preference would appear in the comparison. Channing Hartley advertised no altruistic motives for his share in politics. He neither coined pious phrases, nor pro- tested superior principles. He simply joined a new crowd that settled down to business with the blunt notification to all concerned, "We're in the field to stay until we down the fel- lows who have been 'it' so long they suppose they own Massa- chusetts for good and all." Any one who knew Hartley would be sure that in his own mind there were finer sentiments be- hind this coarse profession of policy ; but he accepted the fact that politics, to amount to anything, must be rough riding, not a Spring review ; and he thought it would be ample time to check up moral values after actual results were in evidence. Hartley was entering his auto Sunday evening, after a few moments at his father's, when he recalled something and re- turned to the house. Following their voices to the music room, where Hester and Elsie, in deference to the day, were attempting some passages from the Messiah, he interrupted : — "It just occurred to me, girls, that in the course of your re- searches into the impending poor and the impenitent rich you might care for a side look at politics. I am to preside at a big meeting in Mechanics' Hall Tuesday evening, and your Chi- BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE RENEGADE cago trouble-maker, Graham, will be the chief speaker. If you are interested, Clara will add the matronly dignity, and I will provide seats and escorts." The suggestion was caught up so promptly that Hartley was further inspired, "If the species should turn out to be worth studying under the microscope, as well as through the opera glass, come to breakfast with us Wednesday morning. Graham will be there, and may be you will be able to persuade him to be good when he returns to the seat of war." "My impression is that he is not a native product," cor- rected Hester. "He is said to be an exotic of rare variety. It would be unwise to miss him though, don't you think, Elsie?" "Irrespective of the question whether there are imaginable contingencies in which a Chicago man of high or low degree could fail to afford temporary mitigation in Boston," rumi- nated Elsie aloud, "I should like to shake hands with a real anarchist. Unless his teeth and claws have been drawn, it will be too exciting for anything. Nothing could keep me away Mr. Hartley." The personal note was clearest to both girls until the chair- man had finished his opening address. The hall was simply one among many halls, and the audience merely a duplicate of other audiences. The particular issues of the campaign were rather indistinct to Hester and Elsie, but the chairman was a dashing speaker. He evidently knew how to reach his hearers, and if his special guests missed any of the fine shad- ing of his allusions, they more than made up for the failure by their zeal in applauding every winning of applause, and by their prompt signals of congratulation to Mrs. Hartley at each of these passages of her husband's success. There was no time to exchange interest for indifference be- fore Graham's personality began to make its own appeal. The vague expectations of a ruffian or a freak were forgotten until the talking-over after reaching home ; and the surprise of a presence so incongruous with reputation enforced atten- tion. The speech was in substance the same that Graham had delivered at the Armory meeting, with variations adapted to the local situation. Although the thought did not escape Elsie, it was again the personal that affected her chiefly. To her the speech was an exploit, and the speaker a champion. FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE RENEGADE A mere exhibition of impulsive, dare-devil defiance of hia class-traditions would have been amusing as a spectacle, but not convincing. Graham's apparent plane of action, however, threw the usual motives of men into such sordid shadow that the contrast in his favor was splendid. If this personal aspect did not make the chief impression upon Hester, it was not because she observed it less, but be- cause she attended to the wider meanings more. Not that she heard anything strictly new, but impersonated in Graham mere thoughts became vital and spiritual as conviction and effort. The world had predestined this man, like herself, to service in the livery of wealth. He was resisting subjection to the service and seizing its control. He was promoting the service from serfish to knightly. Was this merely a tempo- rary individual digression from the straight and narrow path of general necessity, or had he broken an arbitrary tether, and recovered a liberty that would help others to freedom? Was there anything in his solution that might fit as a key to her own problem ? The question came to her : — If the work- ing of the world's machinery frees some people, without ac- tion of their own, from all concern about the necessities of life, why isn't it the first duty of such people to invest their freedom in working on the problem of ways and means to endow everybody with the necessities of life? The breakfast table was under an awning near the west- ern veranda, and Mr. and Mrs. Hartley waited for their guests in a markee, flanked by silver birches, toward the foot of the lawn. Hester and Elsie arrived but a moment in advance of Graham, and after he had been presented Mrs. Hartley, leading the way with Graham toward the breakfast tent, be- gan to furnish conversational pointers by adding that their cousin was at home in Boston, but Miss Kissinger was from Chicago. Elsie was ready with the expected demurrer, and main- tained the claim of Chicago to Hester. After a skirmish that was rapid and general, Mrs. Hartley triumphantly appropri- ated the results of its inconclusiveness : — "So you see, Miss Kinzie is not only altogether a Bostonian, but Miss Kissinger herself is almost naturalized." "I miLst still beg your pardon, Mrs. Hartley," Elsie re- sisted loyally, "I am neither naturalized nor even domesti- BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE RENEGADE cated. You have no idea of the main force it requires every minute to protect all these decencies of civilization from the scandal of my savage instincts." "While we have our logic in working order," interposed Hartley, "we might as well clean it all up in one job, and prove Mr. Graham a Bostonian." "If taking the precaution to be born in Ohio, then in a moment of over-confidence risking one's birthright by com- ing to Harvard, and in the nick of time getting back to reality via the crags and peaks of Idaho proves it, there is no need of a contest," was Graham's quick confession. "Then you surely know many Boston people?" encouraged the hostess. "Whole white-robed choirs of them, Mrs. Hartley," Gra- ham asseverated solemnly. "At least I did, but I fear their faculty of forgetfulness knows what is expected of it. I should probably run into a sharp fall of temperature if I ventured to presume on the past. It is a long way back to '95. Even two fairly serious years in Law would have quite a record to show in the way of effacing eligibility, but the dubious meanwhile leaves no margin for doubt. If anyone dared to admit by-gone acquaintance with such a renegade, the limit would not go beyond your husband's venture ; that is, recognition for politics' sake only." In the few hours the two men had been together, they had found a common footing which put them on easj'^ terms. They had agreed on such fundamental matters that they had been able to chaff each other rather roughly over differences about somewhat important details. Even before his display of skill with an audience. Hartley had decided that Graham had in him the material for a national leader. Graham's independ- ence of thought, and courage in action, were no stronger con- firmations of that judgment than his modesty and his playful humor. Hartley said he always deducted a few cubits from his estimate of a man's stature if it turned out that he wasn't big enough to laugh at himself. Meeting Graham on his own ground, Hartley retorted : — ■ "I don't really believe the story that you've taken the anti- dress coat vow, Graham." "Just as likely as not I may some time have some more evening clothes built," conceded Graham, "if they would save society extra expense for special police. I have no implacable FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE RENEGADE quarrel with them. It's chiefly the terra-alba-frosting people you have to level down to when you wear them." The women had been biding their time for luring Graham into talk of his campaign. He avoided it in such company only to the extent of insisting that the advances must be made by others. Mrs. Hartley surmised as much, and threw the fly in the rather glaring hint ; "I though last evening that in time I might learn partially to approve of you in the abstract, Mr. Graham, if it were not for the danger of your convincing my husband." "It's the only first-rate substitute for out-door exercise, Mrs. Hartley," returned Graham gaily. "All the men whose brains are not thicker than their necks will come to it sooner or later. Some of them still get their fun going West to kill bear, but as a pure sporting proposition, coming East to res- cue the unconscious rich from themselves has a sure shade." "I'm afraid this mixture of idioms is a little beyond us all, Graham," laughed Hartley. "Break it gently, and in home- made terms." "If I should be more literal," Graham objected, "I should be talking shop in spite of myself." "So much the better," fugued Hartley and the three women, each in a different version. "With apologies barred then," consented Graham, "at your order I'll yard-stick and scissor a length of my dry goods. In the first place, I take it everybody with his red corpuscles all right gets more excitement out of a game that contains possi- ble new situations, than out of one in which all the variations are understood and plotted. The money game has been re- duced to a mechanically exact science. Not everybody is com- petent to play it, of course, any more than every one is fit to play chess. But if the people who have the talent for either game want to learn it, and can get a license, and will pay the price, they can make the one about as regular as the other." "Then you don't have a chapter of the Down-and-Out Fra- ternity in your part of the world?" punctuated Hartley. "Of course we have the scramble between individuals, to strip one another of the wealth that is produced, and this in- troduces uncertainty. On the whole, this confusion is better in the long run than the other extreme of dropping competi- tion, and settling down content to feed on our own fat; just as the blood vendetta is preferable, biologically, to the misery BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE RENEGADE of mere incestuous breeding in and in. As a strictly social proposition, however, we have played the money game to a stalemate. — I'm mixing this chess figure a little, and it musn't be carried too far, but it helps some — The social game has never been played at all, beyond the bare rudiments. It all remains to be worked out, and this gives its superior sport- ing value. To turn back on myself a bit, the really gamy thing that is right ahead is to take hold of our economic in- terests and organize them into full harmony with all the other social interests somewhat as though we had now only check- ers, and were wrestling with the problem of variations that would finally turn out to be chess." Hester had thus far hardly joined in the conversation ex- cept with her eyes, or as an occasional monosyllabic echo of one and another. As Graham paused, and no one else vouch- safed a reply, she observed demurely, "It isn't possible, Mr. Graham, that you took down a roll of rather large figured wallpaper, instead of plain drilling?" Graham's laugh rippled with the others, but as he seemed to wait for further specifications, Hester added, "In other words, could it not be brought within the reach of a still feebler grade of intelligence?" "It's not easy to get one's breath after such a rebuke, Miss Kinzie," faltered Graham. "If I'm as muddy as that, I'm in a bad way, but I'll make one more try. In a word, civilized society has gradually taken on the character of a machine for the manufacture of capital. The machine is not run for the supreme purpose of promoting knowledge, virtue, art, relig- ion, or merely general human comfort. All these are merely incidental and secondary to the single purpose of the machine. Most of the men who engineer the machine don't know this. They think it is under their control, a docile domestic servant, trained to do the bidding of their higher impulses. They think it is malicious libel to lay bare the real situation. It doesn't make any difference how lofty minded men are. Capital either does or does not have the last word. If it does, whether they know it or not, they are committed to a program that consumes men for the sake of producing things. There is going to be a time when political parties will split on the straight issue, 'God or Mammon ;' and when they have got that antithesis far enough into their heads to realize the actual role it plays in human affairs, very likely the pro- FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE RENEGADE gressives will give themselves the grand air of having dis- covered a brand new principle of social cleavage." "Let me point you not to use that metaphor in the Massa- chusetts campaign," Hartley interjected half-seriously. "The coroner's verdict might be, 'Didn't know it was loaded with Rum-Romanism-and-Rebellion 1' " Graham facetiously crossed himself, but he was thinking less of the warning than of a more effective way of expressing his meaning. "If I seem to be talking poetry instead of literal every-day politics," he resumed, "let me recall a parallel case. I have a friend nearly twice my age whose father was a large slave owner in the South before the war. The son is now a farmer in his home state. The first time I visited him there he gave me his theory of the economic weakness of the slave system He said it meant simply clearing more land, to feed more nig- gers, to clear more land, to feed more niggers, to clear more land, and so on in an endless, empty circle. Clear- ing land and feeding niggers was a process that tended to impoverish both, and to keep the people who imagined they were masters of the process from realizing that they too were its slaves. They were not able to get outside of it far enough to take their bearings, and lay their course toward a more profitable purpose. Now my Southern friend's historical an- alysis put me on the track of the radical vice in our business situation. The capitalistic system is simply a disguised repe- tition of the same stupidity. Stripped of all fine phrases, its program in brief is to employ more capital, to employ more labor, to employ more capital to employ more labor, to employ more capital, in an endless series. But the last thinkable term of the process always turns out to be capital, not people. The human beings concerned are not considered as persons, but as labor force, worth what they are worth as producers of capital. The magnificent fellows who are officers of this sys- tem are usually honest when they deny that they are heartless and heedless of their fellow men. There is genuine tragedy between their personal sentiments and the gravitation of the system in which they are satellites. The men who are sup- posed to be the realists par excellence of the modern world, the men who never lose their heads, the men who see things as they are, and act always and only upon evidence, and ac- cording to the evidence, — these men have brought into the BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE RENEGADE world, and are frantically fighting to fasten upon the world, a system of control of which the essential principle is a direct inversion of real values. The highest and best that we know anything about, the last sane reason we can offer for the con- tinuance of the world at all, is the happiness, and prosperity and development of human beings. Everything which is tributary to that is good. Whatever tends to become a substi- tute for that is bad. Our capitalistic system in its present spirit reverses the destiny of humanity. It puts last first and first last. The big thing for men to undertake, therefore, is the subjugation of capital. We have got to redeem our ma- chinery, and run it for all it is worth in the interests of people, and for the production of more machinery only when the interests of people create the demand." The monologue passed into lively discussion, and the party had returned to the markee, where the women were resum- ing work on some banners to be included in the scheme of dec- oration for a garden party that was on the program. His wife was so absorbed in the argument that Hartley had been obliged to propose the move ; and after they were comfortably disposed in the new location he reopened the proceedings: — "We were just getting warmed up to the subject. Go ahead, Graham." "You have been explicit enough at last, Mr. Graham," Hes- ter deposed by way of supporting the motion, "to give me one or two gleams of comprehension. It is getting a little like calling the culprit by name, however. I feel like throwing myself on the clemency of the court by admitting that when anyone says 'capital' it may include me, though I'm by no means an officer." "I feared the worst. Miss Kinzie," returned Graham, with a rather well executed counterfeit of solicitude. "Capital, like other contagions, respects neither youth, beauty nor inno- cence. I had already discovered its marks upon your noble brow, but as you were evidently let late into the plot, it would be unjust to regard you as an original offender." Then, with the thought that this personal application barred further argument, Graham began to inspect some of the unfinished work, at the same time taking the most ob- vious line of retreat by moving to discontinue. "To tell the truth," he protested, "there is no stopping place when one 219 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE RENEGADE starts on this subject ; and I am much more interested in hear- ing your plans for the lawn fete than in listening any longer to my own voice." "But we can't let you off so easily, Mr. Graham," urged Mrs. Hartley. "You had not come to the point at all. It was about the sporting proposition." "I don't just yes! I remember," stammered Graham. "It was about more fun in an improved game. That's easily cleared up, and then no more shop till tonight in Haverhill. To put it briefly, the capitalistic game reminds me of football in the days when mass plays were in their glory. The game was reduced to a dreary minimum of nothing but brute force advancing the ball. It was entirely negligible senti- mentalism to make mention of the life or limb of players, or the happiness of spectators. At last the rule-makers have apparently got a glimmering of the idea that the players are the main thing, not the ball. All the ball is good for is to fur- nish a use for the players' skill, and to mark their success in applying their abilities. With this idea in mind, the prob- lem is to make a game which the players can put themselves into at their best, and out of which they can get the maxi- mum enjoyment, without too much brutalizing of themselves and their friends. The players are to be no longer merely concentrated weight. They are to be men organized just enough to get the best use of their bodies, while keeping them- selves safely within the limits where mind turns the scale against matter. "The comparison won't bear too close examination," Gra- ham commented, "but in our financial game 'the interests of capital' take the place of advancing the ball. However hu- manitarian the sentiments of individual capitalists may be, capital as an impersonal interest sets the pace, not capitalists as persons in the full sense ; and they must reach its mark or drop out of the struggle. "The most energetic men in modern society have turned the game of life into the capitalistic game. It is something as though the game of baseball had gradually been perverted from its present character to a method of manufacturing balls and bats, and the change had gone so far that the mass of balls and bats in the world was steadily increasing, while freedom to use balls and bats was constantly becoming more re- stricted. 220 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE RENEGADE "The last play that has been worked out in the capitalistic game is known as 'concentration.' It raises the force of cap- ital to its highest power, but at the same time it shows that unless the rules are changed the game will presently devour the players. Here is where the livelier sport comes in, Mrs. Hartley, and you are probably correct in your suspicion that your husband is the kind of man who is bound to get his share of it." The signs that his comparisons had not been wholly suc- cessful kept Graham at his task. "I doubt if it is possible to make such a fine distinction very clear in words, till it has dawned on us gradually, after we have formed the habit of occupying the spectators' seats, and looking down on life as disinterested witnesses of the show. The gist of it all, as I have said, is first that capital is merely accumulated material ; second, its proper function in the economy of life is simply and solely to serve as a means for promoting the physical and spiritual well-being of people ; third, by legal fictions that have turned men's heads, this physical stuff, along with privileges to corner more stuff, has been made into a superhuman personality; fourth, this arti- ficial person, capital, is converting the masses of men into drudges to drag its chariot, and the rest into more or less glittering followers celebrating its ghoulish triumph. Graham must have abstracted himself from his surround- ings for a moment, and have got into communication with a larger audience, for he seemed to be shaping a passage for a speech when he concluded : — "Modern life has been run off into a blind alley by this personification and Caesarization of capital. The next era of democracy has got to be filled up with the ascent of per- sonal interests to the dominant place, and the reduction of capital to its normal function as their tool. The present dem- ocratic problem is to change the working formula of life from 'The interests of capital require this and that of the people,' to 'The interests of people require this and that of capital.' The keenest wits in the world, scattered through all classes of society, have been making out the signs of the times in this same sense. The vast mass of human interests that have been crowded out of place by capitalistic interests, are feeling their way back toward combinations that will re- store the balance. The collision of principles is as sure as 221 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE RENEGADE fate, and it forces upon modern people the most difficult strategic problems, on the highest level, that civilization has ever tackled. It will not be long before the finest minds in the world will be in full flight of competition for the prizes of leadership in solving these problems. We are simply making a modest beginning in our campaign for 'the right of labor to a voice in the control of capital.' For a man who believes in his fellow men, there is more satisfaction in planning such a campaign than in managing the biggest financial syndicate on earth." "Then this is your version of socialism, Mr. Graham?" pursued Mrs. Hartley. Graham's effort to meet the question humorously stopped with a hesitating laugh, and he continued in the same literal tone : — "There is a good deal to be said for the socialists, Mrs. Hartley, but I am not one of them. They have queered the name by being so much more certain about the solution than about the problem to be solved. I am not a socialist, in the first place, because I am sure nobody can foresee how de- mocracy will adjust itself in its next form ; and I am willing to let anybody dream about that who pleases. I go only so far Bs to say that there are democratic principles which haven't their proportion of influence in the present order of things, and that it is our business to get busy making them plain, and flnding out how to rectify the ratio. After we have fought our way to the concession of so much, the rest is going to be a matter of progressive adjustment at a thousand dififerent points. Society is not likely to reform itself by accepting a present of somebody's ready-made garments." "My conscience has been troubling me," Hartley once more joined in, with a suspicious inflection, "about the stag- ger at a confession that my cousin made just now. It started off as though it meant to amount to something, but it hedged so disgracefully that I feel bound to let out the whole truth. The entire affair, Graham, was an ambush contrived by these women to make you fight at a disadvantage. Before you are led in any further, it is my duty to tell you that Miss Kinzie is not only a minion of capital on general principles, but that she is a not inconsiderable fraction of the Avery Company itself." BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE RENEGADE Graham's embarrassment did not have to be pretended; and in spite of Hester's protests that the mean tactics had all been on the side of the defense, he declared it would be a mer- ciful finish if he could be shot on the spot for conduct unbe- coming an officer and a gentleman. On his petition for suf- ficient respite to show that he could simulate decent behavior by extraordinary effort, he dropped carelessly into his part in talk that was safely guiltless of seriousness, until Hartley car- ried him off for a meeting with the campaign committee be- fore leaving for the evening appointment. After dressing for dinner Elsie wrote to her parents : — "My dearest Dears: — " It 's all off with the philosophy. I 've seen a man. Even the letter carrier and gas inspector are fading fancies. He 's big and boyish, and I was going to say brilliant, for the sake of another b, but he isn't that. I can't find just the word for him, but perhaps it's assuring. He makes you feel as though you wanted to roll up your sleeves and help get the housework out of the way all at once, so that everybody could be free to enjoy the good time coming. He has a fair chance to be President some day. At least Channing Hartley says so, unless there is something in the Constitution about ages that will keep him waiting a few years. ' ' He 's going to be in Chicago in a week or two, and I asked him to come to dinner with us as soon as I get back. I am sure you will like him as well as we do. Hester said not to mind her invitation; she'd come anyway; only to be sure to give her notice. "I forgot to say that his name is Graham; the one who started the strike. He said he knew you, Daddychen, but I don 't see why you haven 't told Mr. Lyon that there is some mistake, and that he ought to see Mr. Graham and settle it. "We are just back from Brookline. It all happened at the Hartleys. On the way, Hester and I tried to decide whether we should be Grace Darling, or the Daughter of the Regiment, if we turned out to be the peacemakers. "There is a whole lot of philosophy tangled up in this incident too, but I don 't know whether I shall ever unravel it. Anyway, the atmosphere seems less stifled than it did, so the altitude theory must be wrong. "With a hundred hurried hugs, ELSIE." 223 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE SENTIMENTALIST Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE SENTIMENTALIST XIV THE SENTIMENTALIST 'While one of the chief counts in his theoretical indictment of the system was that it was mechanical throughout, from power house to President's office, with no room for human sensibilities, yet after his feelings had been moulded into a certain form for a generation, he could not rid himself of the hauntings of a thoroughly inconsistent loyalty to the Company." THE Avery shutdown scheduled for six weeks had extended into late summer. On the surface neither side had changed its position nor improved its prospects. While each party counted on depletion of the other's resources, as the most reliable feature in its calculations, neither had for a moment relaxed its efforts to fortify itself for aggressive action. So far in the campaign the strikers had furnished the only surprise, and if the deliberations of the Avery directors had been made public, they would have proved that it was a de- velopment for which no one was prepared. It was the un- expected moral and financial strength that had rallied to the support of the strike. Everybody whose judgment counted for anything "on the street" had said that, while some strikes had a fighting chance, this one had gone out of its way to insure failure. It had picked out one of the strongest antagonists in the field, and it had risked a fight on the weakest kind of issue. The notion that labor would assess itself to wage war for a mere abstract idea was on all hands jeered at as too absurd to be treated soberly outside of a young ladies' reading circle. If a foreman had discharged a drunken loafer, and had re- fused to reinstate him, the Company might have to defend itself against everybody in the country that wore a union button ; but if people with good jobs felt able to indulge in the luxury of throwing them up because the Company re- fused to adopt their particular color scheme for painting the FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE SENTIMENTALIST clouds, it would not be long before they would find them- selves left to pay for their own esthetics. But the predictions had perversely miscarried. Not the employees of a single establishment alone had listened to a radical idea, and had made up their minds to fight for it, but there had been such response to the same idea the country over that it already disturbed the plans of the practical poli- ticians in state and national machines. There was a history behind the movement. It was not the impulse of a day. It was the heir of a thousand sporadic and seemingly ill-fated theories and experiments. Yet if we could see the past in its true perspective we might learn that no peer of the impulse now at work had ever been born into the world with briefer or less turbulent travail. We might discover that progress toward a conscious program of economic democracy had been merely the latest demonstration that ordinary men are more fully equipped than in any previous period, and that whether or not the rich are growing richer and the poor poorer, in ability to draw instruction for their own ad- vantage from the wisdom of the world the footfaring mil- lions nave at least been closing up the gap between them- selves and the careering few. At all events a popular movement much larger than or- ganized labor, a movement that temporarily drew organized labor into a more inclusive popular program, had adopted the idea of which Graham was the most masterful exponent. The new conviction was that today, unless it is coupled with economic democracy, the political democracy which men a century ago regarded as the sufficient guarantee of equal freedom is little more than a toy to pacify children. Whether the policy had given new life to this old idea, or the idea had created the policy, the movement that supported the strike seemed further to endorse with equal vigor the pe- culiar plan of attack. The Avery strike was promoted as a test case. It was not the local employees, nor the men in the branch establishments, but democracy at large, against the Company. While the strikers were bearing the brunt of the fight, a vast multitude of believers in the principles of the struggle were perfecting an organization which adopted the fight as a popular interest. These backers insured the sup- plies, and they might at any moment for strategic reasons shift the battle ground to any other industrial centre. BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE SENTIMENTALIST People who had made no predictions, who had simply watched the facts, and analyzed their meaning, had begun to suspect that they were observing the birth of a new epoch. The syndication of capital was forcing the sydication of peo- ple ; but as is always the case with a popular movement, com- paratively few of the supporters of the new impulse clearly perceived what it involved. Although they idealized their enterprise in a hundred variations of "democracy against plutocracy," when the meaning of the slogan was examined it turned out that the majority were simply struggling against a special class of their fellow men. The few who stood aside and reflected on the conflict saw that it was more than a strug- gle of men with men. The demand that all sorts and condi- tions of men should be admitted to a share in the control of capital implied the purpose, which would later become con- scious, to terminate the primacy of capital as an impersonal interest, and to absorb and distribute it as a proportional in- cident of all personal interests. In the beginning David Lyon had entertained no doubt that it would be an easy matter to starve out the strike. When six weeks had not sufficed, it was a mere detail to decide that a little further patience was the cheapest and surest policy. But two facts of almost equal significance had compelled sud- den reversal of plans. Barclay had forwarded information which he had carefully verified, that a rival company was already incorporated under the laws of New Jersey. Double the Avery capital had been pledged. It was controlled by dangerously strong men, who saw an opportunity to capture the Avery market. The location had been selected, and plans for the plant accepted. Construction might begin at any moment. The other fact was the failure of the Company's agents to get ahead in securing new help. Wherever laborers of the class needed were approached, they were found to be fully posted about the strike, and either in active sympathy with it or sure that the chances were too much against them if they tried to better themselves by becoming strike-breakers. Be- tween strikers and competitors the Company was rudely roused from its composed contentment to let things take their time coming its way. Among themselves the directors acknowledged that they had on their hands a struggle for ex- FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE SENTIMENTALIST istence. They must either begin soon to fill orders, or allow new investors to put them out of business. It was promptly decided to start up the plant at once; to notify the tenants of the Company's houses that they must either immediately report for work or vacate; and to force the plans for delivering help from every direction. Parley and preparation were past. It was now the tug of war. So far as the strike-leaders could control, personal violence was ruled out of the campaign. On the other hand, no strike ever commanded a more elaborate system of boycotting for every one, from the milk man to the railroads, who had any dealings with the Company or the new men it might employ. But these larger factors were not the only forces which were likely to share in turning the fortunes of war. There were subtler influences, some of them too trifling to be re- ported to the Board, that were making the moral conditions which would presently turn the scale. One of these trivial incidents, which had an accidental bearing on the course of the struggle, was Kissinger's personal and domestic problem. Soon after Graham's return he had arranged a second meet- ing with Kissinger, and then a third. In brief the result was mutual understanding that the subject must be dropped till the end of the strike. Kissinger believed in Graham's pro- gram. He saw no way to approach the ideals which for him meant justice and progress, unless people of like mind with himself would volunteer to work in the right direction. But he was a creature of routine and habit and tradition. He was distracted by a double duty. For the first time in his life he squarely confronted the alternatives of principle and prece- dent. When he had abandoned the profession selected for him by his parents, the choice was merely between two poli- cies on the same moral level. It was a question of which would turn out best for his selfish interests. Besides, he was nearly twenty-five years younger then, with congenital cau- tion not yet confirmed by a quarter-century of stereotyped conformity to system. While one of the chief counts in his theoretical indictment of the system was that it was mechan- ical throughout, from power house to President's office, with no room for human sensibilities, yet after his feelings had been moulded in a certain form for a generation he could not rid himself of the hauntings of a thoroughly inconsistent loy- alty to the Company. Probably closer analysis of this in- 280 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE SENTIMENTALIST fluence would have resolved it into personal loyalty to certain officers of the company, and feelings of comradeship toward some of his associates. At all events his feeling was obstinate that he had obligations to his position. From his theoretical point of view there was only impertinence and fallacy in the compunctions begotten of his military training; yet practi- cally they were irresistible. He could not reason coldly enough to chase out of his conscience the accusation that leaving the Company now would be desertion in the face of the enemy. On the other side, the moral value of such an idyllic sense of honor arrested Graham's zeal and disarmed his reasoning. He feared that a man who remained negatively wrong so conscientiously might be worth more to the world than by doing the positive right, if that brought him under convic- tion of sin. At any rate he was not vandal enough to covet the tarnished glory of procuring a conversion from such wrong to such right. By mutual consent, therefore, the whole matter was suspended until the end of the strike should open a way to reconsider the subject on its merits. By a still more intricate process Graham found himself halted in another direction ; and he was not altogether sur- prised that the second arrest returned to his thoughts oftener and more vividly than the first. Hester and Elsie had been at the Hartley's when he called after his circuit was finished, and Elsie's invitation had been repeated. Graham men- tioned to Kissinger that he had met his daughter twice in Boston, but he did not feel at liberty to inquire about her return. He even had time a little later to reflect that, by re- jecting his proposition outright, Kissinger might have cleared away certain limitations of his freedom which were now as imperative as they were inconvenient. There were moments, once or twice there were hours, when Mrs. Kissinger's extravagant agitation tended to provoke her husband to the opposite extreme. She had taken instant and feverish alarm at the possibilities suggested by Elsie's meeting with Graham. She said that the Hartleys, and perhaps even Hester, might safely risk the consequences of putting them- selves on an equality with vulgar people, but that Elsie could not afford such compromising indiscretions. She assumed that nothing could be said in Graham's favor, since Chicago society regarded him as an undesirable citizen. If the scru- FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE SENTIMENTALIST pies which alone influenced her husband had been explained to her, she would have welcomed them as makeweights, al- though they would have been without effect upon her mind if they had happened to interfere with her estimates of social utility. While Mrs. Kissinger was obliged to recognize sev- eral grades of nobility within the charmed circle which she called society, all outside the pale, when the possibility of con- signment to that no-man's land was associated with her own family, were an undifferentiated rabble of ignobility. Gra- ham was by choice one of this herd of the impossible. Be- yond the fortunate detail that some of them used a little more soap than others, Mrs. Kissinger would have been at a loss to mention offhand marks of discrimination which would dis- tinguish certain of this unhallowed multitude as less inferior and ineligible than the rest. Mrs. Kissinger had little other thought of the strike than that it was merely a varied form of essentially the same van- dalism as burglary and murder. Yet her letters to Elsie made no reference to moral taint from acquaintance with a striker, but simply to loss of social rating. This seemed to her so cer- tain that her fears were beyond control. She dismissed her usual discretion. Instead of disapproving and discouraging, she repudiated, and forbade, and vetoed and prohibited in so many different keys, that a less spirited girl than Elsie might have been provoked from indifference to resolution. The excess of her mother's energy however, was sedative in its effects upon the daughter, for it stimulated her sense of humor rather than her active resistance. She assured her mother that with proportional increase of insurance on the house, and a platoon of mounted police to patrol the block, with a private detective or two at each door and window, there would be no extraordinary risk in Graham's call; but if it would still overtax the family neurology she would forego the experiment. Mrs. Kissinger was not affected by that sort of irony, and she did not allow the march of domestic events to drag. Not many hours after her return to Chicago Elsie wrote : — "My dear Mr. Graham: — "If you were a mere individual, it would be hard to write what my recently discovered duty dictates. It has been impressed upon me that you are an Institution. As the case has been presented to me. Institutions at best have no souls. At worst they are so bad that people who lay claim to souls must not associate with them. In my mother's mind you have no BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE SENTIMENTALIST existence as a person. You are Revolution. You are Anarchy. You are Subversion of Society. In other words, you are no better in her eyes than Samuel Adams or Patrick Henry would have been to a Tory dame of '76. No self-respecting, and particularly no Society-respecting member of Soci- ety could receive such an Institution into her house. It is not quite clear to me why one should expect a bad, soulless Institution at the same time to be sufficiently an individual to sympathize with the embarrassment of another individual. Without trying to find the answer, I confess that I think you will understand my mother 's wishes, even if I do not accept her opinions. I will not try to smooth over this frank statement of the reason for not giving a date to my invitation. ' ' You may get the impression that I am always as tractable, and there- fore a model daughter. At the present moment I am so subdued that I cannot rest under even that imputation. If my defense had been stronger I might have been rebellious. What could I do when my purpose actually was to make the obnoxious Institution and not the individual the guest of honor? I am not a pervert, but I shall continue to pay attention. "Very truly, "ELSIE KISSINGER." And Graham answered : — "My dear Miss Kissinger: — ' ' Permit me to present my respects to your mother, with the assurance that while I have no appeal from her decision, its justice would have been less doubtful if it had rested on disapproval of the individual rather than of the Institution. As the matter stands, the problem of the contents of the platter between Jack Spratt and his wife was easy compared with my plight between Mrs. Kissinger and her daughter. The former will have none of the Institution. The latter graciously intimates that she will have naught else. Unfortunately for me a non-detachable union between what little there is of individual and Institution has not yet succeeded in mak- ing much headway for either; but their only hope is in sticking by each other to the end. My recollection is that it was a good many years before the like of the Adamses and the Henrys got the privilege of treading the hall rugs of the Tory dames ; but the world moves faster in these days, and if the Institution shows new energy, one of the reasons not given to the public will be the motive to make good for the sake of breakiag down barriers against the individual. In pursuing its mission to uplift the world, the Institution will be kept mindful by the individual of your obdurate mother and your partially convinced self. It would be only fair play if the Institution should a little later find a way to speak a good word for the individual. "Sadder, wiser, but still in the tourney, "JOHN GRAHAM." Except as a last resort, Mrs. Kissinger seldom called upon the titular head of the household for help in making the social plans of the family. His cue was to accept previously settled programs, and to bear the imputed unrighteousness of failure to arrive, for which he could have had only mystical responsi- bility. In this instance Mrs. Kissinger prejudged the situa- tion with more than usual finality, and she put corresponding FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE SENTIMENTALIST vigor into her demand upon her husband to endorse her de- cision. Kissinger had never before been so clearly aware of the difference between his wife's ideas and his own ; but they happened to agree on the inexpediency of social relations with Graham under the present circumstances ; yet Kissinger was more uncomfortable in this agreement with his wife than in most of their differences of opinion. Her reasons were so unlike his that he could not support her objections to Gra- ham without sacrifice of principle, unless he was willing to be drawn into full explanation. He had no taste for the sort of profitless arguments which always grew out of attempts to arrive at undei-standings with his wife on generalities. He knew that it would do no good to discuss Graham and Grar hamism in the abstract with his wife, nor M^as he ready to tell her the whole story. Although he foresaw that silence now would make it all the harder to disarm his wife's reproaches if he should ever de- cide to follow his convictions, Kissinger took the chance of future difficulty for the sake of present comfort ; and instead of expressing himself directly he resorted as usual to satirical thanks for the compliment implied in the form of referring to him for promotion of Mrs. Kissinger's social prearrange- ments. The eviction order operated as an incubator upon Kissin- ger's half-born resolutions. He knew some of the men who would have to leave the homes they had occupied for years. Right and wrong, as he saw them, could not have been more sharply defined than in the contest between the proper rights of these men and their treatment by the arbitrary power of the Company. It required this impersonation of his theories to give Kissinger the necessary impulse for action. He felt that if these employees were driven from their homes he could not continue to serve the Company without becoming a partner in the wrong. When the evils that he had impotently brooded over were thus brought to his own charge, and not in the form of abstract sentiment, but in the person of fellow employees, men whom he had known for years, and whom he believed to have an equity in the Company as good as that of stockholders or officers, his hesitation at last passed into de- termined contempt for the flimsiness of the reasons that had so long secured his acquiescence. He decided that his weak- BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE SENTIMENTALIST ness had not been chiefly from romantic loyalty to his em- ployers, nor from fear of the risk he would run in giving up security for uncertainty. He found that in the last resort neither of these considerations restrained him as much as his distaste for the disagreement he must encounter in his own home. Summing it all up, the best he could say for himself was that he had been too easy-going to face the fuss it would cost to change the even tenor of his ways. However he might shrink from the process of withdrawing from his position in the office, and much as he dreaded the task of adapting him- self to new requirements, these obstacles together deterred him less than the inevitable awakening of the dormant disunity in his family. Kissinger was not made of stern stuff. His moral courage was of the sort that preferred suffering the pains of self-suppression to outbreaking conflict even in self- defense. Peace was more to him than progress. Although goaded finally by a clear sense of duty, he might still have shirked, if he had not discovered that Elsie was on his side, and that Hester was likely to play an important part in neutralizing Mrs. Kissinger's opposition. FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE TRANSFORMATION Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE TRANSFORMATION XV THE TRANSFORMATION "As a matter of fact, the world never possessed an absolutely infallible automatic consumer of human rights until it invented capitalism." WHY Kissinger was moved to make his decision known first to Logan Lyon rather than to his father was not altogether clear to himself. This was his choice, however, and he put a note on Lyon's desk, asking for a half-hour's talk before he left the office. Kissinger was the older, and his con- tacts with the Company's attorney had been rare except in the course of strict routine. Never before had Kissinger felt im- pelled to ask the confidence of the son about a matter that primarily concerned the father. The Secretary was familiar enough with the imperious manner of the President of the Company. He had often seen him dictatorial to the verge of violence, but he was not afraid of him. He knew that Mr. Lyon was as just in his intentions as he was dogmatic in his decisions, and that he was gentle in spirit even when immova- ble in purpose. The clue to Kissinger's exceptional indirection was less in his desire to avoid his superior's wrath than in his habitual study to shield him from annoyance. He did not rate him- self as essential to the Company, nor even to Mr. Lyon ; yet he knew that he had made himself sufficiently useful to be valued, and that his defection at the present moment would be peculiarly irritating. He knew further that Mr. Lyon was Ukely to treat any brief statement which he might make as a confession of disloyalty if not treachery, and that an attempt to argue the case would be sharply repulsed. He had no rea- son to suppose that Logan Lyon's opinion would differ from his father's; but on the other hand a statement to the son would not be equally embarrassed by personal considerations. Kissinger hoped that Lyon would prefer to make such a re- port to his father of the substance of their talk that the un- pleasantness of the necessary interview might be partially re- lieved. In his private office, after the day's business was closed, Logan Lyon waited with not a little curiosity for an explana- FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE TRANSFORMATION tion of the Secretary's unusual request. Kissinger had care- fully thought out what he wanted to say, and he tried to go straight to the point. His introduction was intended to be as literal as a Euclidean theorem. "I have decided to resign my position, Mr. Lyon, and without knowing exactly why, I felt that it might be better to tell you the whole story before I had to speak to your father." Nothing further was needed to convince Lyon that the matter was important. From the strictly business point of view such an incident would ordinarily have been too petty for his notice. Hundreds of times he had said himself or had assented to others' saying, "Men are plenty enough." As the stock phrase rang in his mind, however, like an automatic busy signal shutting off a call, he as quickly answered him- self with the equally trite proverb: — "but so are children; yet one prefers one's own." Lyon knew how much his father valued Kissinger, and how hard it would be at his time of life to be comfortable in getting similar work out of a substi- tute. The same half-conscious motive that had sent Kissinger to him at once enlisted his interest in the errand, and without a word in reply his manner certified that he would be attentive to particulars. 'The plunge once taken, Kissinger's premeditated program was for a moment disarranged. Ingenuousness was "large" with him, as the phrenologists used to say ; while tact was an acquired form rather than an indwelling spirit. It was a part of his equipment only so far as it had been drilled into him by discipline. It did not spring from his disposition. He was too conscientious to be discreet. He was apt to make a clean breast of the worst, with consequent buffetings by seas of fussy troubles largely of his own creating. "I may as well say frankly to start with, Mr. Lyon," Kis- singer hurried on, as if anxious to put burned bridges be- tween himself and retreat, "this strike has made me see that I don't belong here any longer. My heart is with the strike, not with the Company. I must give you the further details that I have had a number of talks with Graham himself since the strike began, and I believe in him. He is on the track of the right way to solve labor problems, or rather to make them impossible. He has made me a proposition that I can accept when the time comes, and it will give me a chance to work the rest of my life with my convictions instead of against them." BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE TRANSFORMATION Lyon's professional restraint was gone in a flash, and he was on his feet glaring at Kissinger as though at the next move he would throttle him. That Kissinger held secessionist eco- nomic opinions was surprising enough; but the manner of them, as evidenced by his own words, was intolerable. "Do you mean to tell me that in the thick of this fight you are deserting to Graham?" Kissinger was aware in an instant that he had put the wrong foot foremost; and in his zeal to tell the whole truth, as it made both for and against himself, he went farther in extenuation than he had intended before his blunder. "In justice to myself," he expostulated eagerly, "I should have started by saying that I refused to consider the proposition till after the strike ends, although Graham's plan promises me the chance of my life ; and I am reporting my decision to you, not to him. In justice to Graham I should say that he of- fered no objection to putting off the proposition till it would be clear of all entanglement with our fight. Not a word has passed between us about this particular skirmish. He is work- ing out a campaign that will go on, whatever comes of the Avery Company affair. In my way I am as interested as he in that main campaign. My sentiment for the Company won't let me go to the other side though till the point of at- tack has changed ; but I am no longer able to carry out the Company's orders, and it is up to me to state the facts and get an honorable discharge." Lyon could hardly have been more astonished if one of the calculating machines had begun to give out theories in eco- nomics. He had never suspected that this plodding, me- chanical, taciturn man had a sufficient reserve of imagina- tion to impeach existing conditions. He was reassured, how- ever, as quickly as he had been excited, that Kissinger's be- havior toward the Company had been strictly correct; and with prompt acknowledgment that he was satisfied on that score he settled himself to hear the rest of the story. As Kissinger went on to explain the meaning of his de- cision, he was surprised to find that it was easier to talk about than he had expected. Lyon showed no further sign of im- patience. Half a dozen times he interrupted with a direct question, and again he more than once joined in making the explanation complete by indirectly prompting; — "I'm not quite sure that I get your meaning there, Mr. Kissinger." FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE TRANSFORMATION If he had been a physician listening to an account of a patient's symptoms he could hardly have seemed more a.ir tentive to every particular. Kissinger had no reason to sus- pect that the attorney had any tolerance for the views them- selves. He interpreted Lyon's courtesy rather as a recogni- tion of his personal loyalty to the head of the Company. He put all the stress he could on reiteration that he neither ex- pected nor hoped to promote his selfish interests by a change of position. He gave the Company credit for the best treat- ment any employee could demand on strict business princi- ples, and he tried to make it plain that he was acting not on the impulse of a private grievance, but because he believed in an idea which the Company could not accept ; and because he had to choose between working as a servant of the Company to defeat his own beliefs, and claiming his freedom to do his best in the interest of his faith. There was no index by which Kissinger could detect un- derneath Lyon's impassive bearing, after the first outburst, a contradiction between the official and the man. He had no means of knowing that Lyon not only felt the force of the abstract logic of his position, but was tempted to tell him so. During a long pause, after Kissinger seemed to have fin- ished, Lyon made no sign of reply except by keeping his eyes fixed on Kissinger as though they might penetrate to some meaning that had not come through the ear. Kissinger in- ferred only that the attorney might be trying to decide how to report the case in a way that would least disturb his father. At most he might be considering whether the incident would be closed when the inconvenience to his father had been dis- counted; or whether it should be regarded as a symptom which indicated something about the prospects of the strike. When Lyon spoke he gave Kissinger the impression that he was concerned merely about ending the matter without a scene. "If you were in my father's place, Mr. Kissinger, what would you do under the circumstances?" "In your father's place, and with his views," Kissinger answered promptly, "of course there is but one thing to do. I should be very glad though if he felt like recognizing my regard for him personally, and my attempts to fill my place during all these years, enough so that he could say good-bye BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE TRANSFORMATION to me in a friendly spirit, and tell me that he respected my motives, even if he could see no justification for my opinions." "If it were a matter between you and my father only," Lyon continued, very much as though he were trying to find the basis for a trade, "he might be able to disregard the opin- ions, and make it possible for you to keep your position in spite of them. But he must be told that you have had deal- ings with Graham, and he could no more answer to the Com- pany, if he kept you in your position, than a bank president could who allowed a subordinate to be on friendly terms with a cracksman." It was Kissinger's turn to be excited. Lyon had never be- fore seen him bristle with indignation, but in his newly de- clared independence as a man the Secretary had shed the deference of the employee. Yet before the anger had found words, Lyon's show of surprise pointed to misconstruction of his meaning, and Kissinger merely protested: — "I hoped, Mr. Lyon, that my statement went far enough to free me from sus- picion of playing for a higher bid." "I gave you a wrong impression, Mr. Kissinger," Lyon re- tracted heartily. "I meant to imply nothing of that sort. I was merely thinking of my father's side of it, and that he would have no fear of treachery from you. I wish for his sake you had either kept away from Graham, or had not thought it necessary to give me that part of the details." Kissinger saw that he had not yet made his position clear to Lyon, and the fact gave him his first definite perception that the currency of his idealism was subject to heavy dis- count when offered as a medium of exchange in the market. He felt as though he had undertaken to make a fourth dimen- sion intelligible, or a sixth sense. With no wavering in his con- viction, but with glimmering appreciation of the difficul- ties of bringing it within the range of practical calculation, he braced himself for a strenuous attempt to make his ideal visible if not convincing. "You do not get my point at all, Mr. Lyon, if you suppose that any arrangement which your father could make would tend in the least to meet my needs. No mere alteration of de- tails under the present system of doing business would go to the heart of the matter. There is no place for me in business until the whole system is revolutionized. To put it bluntly, I am just admitting to myself that I have been a slave for years, FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE TRANSFORMATION but it was a slavery to a regime that I saw no way to change. It gave me as good a living as I deserved, but it denied my right to a man s share of influence on the business in which he earns his living. I should probably have been the patient ox to the end, if the system had not laid on me the last straw in the shape of its order to be its agent in evicting that colony of my fellow slaves. I know some of those men who have worked in the shops as long as I have been in the office. Their work has been as necessary in its way to the prosperity of the Company as yours or your father's. It is simply legalized fist-right that gives the Company power to send them into exile. They have a moral eq^uity in their homes and in their jobs which has as clear a claim at the bar of social justice as the Company's legal equity in any dollar of its property. By the law's decree the Company has an arbitrary ex parte power over some of the moral rights of its help. It is as wicked to use that power to separate those men from their homes and their work, which they have made part of themselves, as it would be to banish them from their wives and children. I shall not be a man till I am free to work for all I am worth against a system that tolerates such inhumanity. I want liberty to count for what is in me toward vindicating the principle that all workers are partners. I don't know whether American business men are fools or hypocrites when they get hot at the Czar for not letting the Russians have a hand in their own politics, and in the next breath get hotter at Americans for wanting a hand in their own business. Politics is only the packing case of business anyway. Why are rights to handle the boxings and burlaps worth bothering about if there is no right to the goods inside ? The claim of every man who works, to a share in the ownership and control of his work, rests at last on the same ground as the claim of every man who helps maintain the laws to a share in making and enforcing the laws. Democracy in government is only a blind unless it is carried out to the logical result of democracy in business. You might just as well attempt to divide the management of trans- portation between a democracy for roadbeds and an oligarchy for rolling stock. There is no stopping place for democracy till every full grown man has a man's full share in managing all the world's arrangements that touch his interests. The only power that one man can have at last over another man in a democracy is the power either of the expert or of the BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE TRANSFORMATION official. In either case, society's judgment of its own welfare, not the individual's self-interest, must make the rules to gov- ern expert or official in the use of his position. Democracy is an insult to human intelligence unless it means progressive elimination of all arbitrary power of one man over another. Our present system of property is an artificial invention that delivers the many into the hands of the few. A righteous sys- tem of property will rest on work only, and one kind of work will create as valid claim as another to stock in the world's opportunities. Our present business principles assume that we have gone as far as we can toward securing human rights. As a matter of fact, the world never possessed an absolutely infallible automatic consumer of human rights until it in- vented capitalism. Our capitalistic system is a siphon that sucks up men's rights by a law of accelerated motion. Simply give it time and let it alone and it would end before very long in having every cubic inch of land, sea, and sky bonded to a clique of financiers, and then the terms under which the rest of the human race might be permitted to stay on the earth could be dictated in the licenses granted at their own price by the syndicate. Because human wills in the last resort are stronger than habits, and sentiments, and logic and laws, this thing won't work out. Men will stand it up to some limit that no one can predict. Then they will rebel. Whether they have a theory thought through by that time to expose the fallacy of this capitalistic program or not, they will some day rise up in their might and declare that the earth shall belong to men, and capital shall be reduced to its place in the ranks of tools. For years these things have been brooding in my mind with no prospect of anything practical hatching from them. I see now where I can keep on earning a living, and at the same time make my work count toward the future free- dom, instead of forging more links in the chains of slavery. It's a sorry figure one cuts at best, obliged to confess that one has lived nearly half a century without ever daring to be quite one's self. The other side of it is that most of the human race are not yet far enough along to suspect their humiliation. It is something to arrive at the feeling that one has a soul and that it has a right to assert itself. For me the Avery Company- means the wrong side of the irrepressible conflict between capi- talism and democracy. I should like nothing better than to work with the men in the Company, if they could transfer 245 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE TRANSFORMATION their allegiance to the human side. As that is out of the ques- tion, I shall get my first taste of real freedom when I am fully enlisted in the other camp." Neither Kissinger's resolution alone nor the profession of faith behind it would have been likely to impress on Lyon the feeling of a new sensation. The apparent metamorphosis of this monosj^llabic man, however, this prosaic pursuer of rou- tine, into a rhetorician and a rhapsodizer and a revolutionist, was a psychological paradox at least, whether it might be worth notice otherwise or not. As he listened, Lyon had found himself wondering whether something of the same sort may have been the basis of fact that had passed into the New Testament tradition of the gift of tongues. Not what Kissin- ger believed, but the way he believed it, might have made a less open mind than Lyon's speculate whether such amiable faith could be altogether out of tune with reality. While Lyon noted every word of Kissinger's monolgue, Barclay and Dexter came back to his thoughts, with their fighting version of life. Then Halleck, and Graham, and Edgerly and Hester Kinzie seemed to chord in with Kissinger's voice. Lyon hu- mored the conceit that the confusion of notes was a sort of tone-rebus ; a parody of the problem that for months had been haunting the background of his reflections, — Is conflict the main undercurrent of life or is it harmony? Before Kissinger had started on this peroration Lyon had set down the business side of the episode as a closed incident. He did not see at once how he could reduce its annoying ef- fects upon his father to a minimum, but he had all night for that problem, and with these two factors in the case tempo- rarily disposed of he gave himself license to improve the oc- casion for giving rein to his investigating interest, and allow- ing himself to dally a while with Kissinger on the plane of purely abstract theory. It was not merely trifling, however, either with Kissinger or with himself. The strike so far had confirmed Lyon in the opinions which had been his platform before it was de- clared. He had seen no outlook for an alternative. At the same time the "unavailable" in his opinions had gradually assumed the character of a factor that possibly might have to be reckoned with. If he had taken strict account of his im- pressions after the season's costly experience, he would have BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE TRANSFORMATION discovered a larger element of fear, or perhaps it would be truer to say of suspicion, that the factors which he had dismissed as "unavailable" were the very elements in the situation which changing circumstances were forcing to the front. It might be possible that the chief business problem of our era was ad- justment to these same "unavailable" factors. He had not ex- pected light on the problem from Kissinger, but the thought that he might be symptomatic, that he might be a sign of so- cial currents which had not been rated at their full force, made it worth while to go back of his individual connection with the Company, and to treat him as an index of general conditions. When he spoke, Lyon gave Kissinger the im- pression that he had checked off his affair as settled, and was opening another question : — "I shall have to consider," Lyon said reflectively, "before I am sure of the best way to present this to my father. Leave word with Hichborn that you will not be at the office for a day or two and that he is to report in your place. I will advise you further tomorrow. But for my own curiosity, Mr. Kis- singer, I want to ask whether you really think these fine sen- timents can ever have any practical application to business. Or in making this new departure, do you think of yourself as getting out of business and taking up the employment of an experimenter in philanthropy?" Kissinger was not at all disturbed by the challenge. Indeed it was a relief for him to dismiss the practical aspects of the subject and to pass into the realm of theory. Here he felt him- self at home. No one had a right to prescribe his thoughts. His judgment was as free as another's. There was something like compensation for his subordinate rank as a business fac- tor, in having opinions that would be ridiculed on the street ; in feeling sure that he was right and the street wrong ; and in believing that time would justify his estimate of things. It gave a sense of superiority to people limited by capitalistic standards, like that which a civilized man would feel toward savages, even if he were their prisoner. Beyond this, in meet- ing Lyon on the level of pure theory, he felt that he was free of obligations that had been heavy ballast in their previous relations. He no longer felt responsible either for justification or defense or persuasion. As far as he knew, Lyon was im- mune to his type of democratic sympathies, and talking with 247 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE TRANSFORMATION him about them would be Hke two enemies under a flag of truce discussing the ultimatum which neither expected to change except by resuming hostilities. Kissinger met Lyon's question, therefore, in a quite different attitude from that in which he had begun the interview. The relations of the two men were altered. Kissinger dropped into the casual man-to- man tone of a confidential communication affected by no other motive than sheer interest in the ideas; and he was conscious that Lyon on the other hand waived his official po- sition and accepted the neutral situation. "If we were navigating a ship, Mr. Lyon," Kissinger began, in an indirect style that sustained Lyon's surprise, ' and if we found that our compass was disturbed by some force that we couldn't calculate, would we call it practical navigation to reckon the best we could with the causes of the deviations?" "I see what you mean," assented Lyon, "but can you make out a parallel?" "Perhaps not exactly" returned Kissinger, in a tentative tone, as though he were revising a hasty expression, "still I think the two cases are at bottom alike. The current phrase 'the social unrest,' stands for a lot of ugly facts. Whether we have any theories to explain them or not, they must be counted with. As I see it, a policy of trying to find out how to cancel as much of the social unrest as possible out of the business situation would no more be changing business into charity than seamanship is turned into philanthropy by al- lowing for the variations of the compass." "That's a catchy way to put it," returned Lyon, with an incredulous shrug, "but it's a weak prop for a revolution. So far as calculating variations is concerned, business has to correct more cranky compasses every hour in the day than sailormen ever dream of. What you really have to go on when you talk about correcting errors is an impossible ambi- tion to correct facts. The world is full of infinitely unequal people. Business is what it has to be as a result of these ine- qualities. Your 'social unrest' simmers down to a demand for tearing business to pieces and starting from the bottom on the assumption that all these unequal people are equal." Whenever Kissinger had tried to express his social ideas before, it had either been a solitary exercise of his imagination, or in the company of kindred spirits whose minds were made up in advance, and who held one another to strict account for 248 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE TRANSFORMATION opinions only when they had something decent to say of ex- isting institutions. In such an atmosphere a radicalism that had very little to rest upon might pass as plausible. It was a different matter to save the same notions from seeming silly when the presumption was reversed. Kissinger was not san- guine enough to suppose that Lyon was open to conviction, but he was anxious to show the attorney for capitalism that something remained to be said for democracy. Although he could not regard Lyon as a promising subject for missionary effort, yet a certain proselyting fervor began to prompt Kis- singer's side of the discussion. The new problem of making his theories presentable to an unbeliever cautioned him back into a prudence of speech which was in equal contrast with his novel outburst of zeal and the usual staccato common- placeness of his business utterance. In fact, not his words only but his ideas seemed almost as strange to himself as he thought they must sound to Lyon. "If you really think the democratic movement means de- mand that unequals shall be equal," began Kissinger experi- mentally, "it is no wonder Graham looks impossible to you, and you set down the strike as a trifling with fate. Perhaps it is work enough for one era in civilization to clear a fraction of the confusion out of our notions of human equality and inequality. "Let me take myself as a sample democrat. I suppose I understand what is going on in the minds of men farther along down in the economic scale than you do. I am nearer to them, and see things from nearer their standpoint. Judg- ing partly from what I meet in them and more from what I find it myself, you put a completely wrong construction on the underlying democratic motive. I know that your father would be a more valuable factor in business than I could be, under any system' that approached the present complexity. His judgment is reliable where I wouldn't trust my own. "Without a brain like his at the centre, a big business would soon begin to go hard for all concerned ; and that would be true, as far as I can see, in any kind of society that might take the place of the present order. "On the other hand, your father would be worth less than I am to the business if he had to do my work, and I suppose there are easily a thousand men in the employ of the Com- pany in ordinary times who would discount either of us if 249 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE TRANSFORMATION we had to work along side of them at their own jobs. Whether under any circumstances all men could ever learn to do the same thing equally well doesn't seem to me however a prac- tical question. There is another sense in which all men are equal, and that sense is the mainspring of democracy. We are all equal in our interest in being ourselves, with freedom from control by other men through force, or fear, or fraud, or privilege, or anything else except reason pure and simple." The saving clause "not available" came to Lyon's relief in full strength; and without a quiver of distrust that at least so much ground was secure, he promptly protested this draft on his assent. "How often would an army get through a war on the winning side if it was run on a democratic plan?" Kissinger's imagination was warming with the discus- sion, and he began to glow with the excitement of real scout- ing service for democracy. He felt more sure of his insight into the weakness of the enemy's position than of his own ability to make successful dashes to take advantage of the openings ; yet he was gaining confidence that he could keep Lyon from uncovering anything untenable in his own de- fenses. At the same time this access of the militant spirit did not mislead Kassinger into accepting the implications of Lyon's martial analogy. The reply was on his tongue's end instantly, and at the same time he made the mental note that meeting this form of attack had given him a new group of clues to the conditions of the campaign. Without hesitating long enough to give a sign that the answer had to be consid- ered, he persisted :— "But there you're falling back on one of the false premises that vitiate the whole capitalistic calculation. Life isn't all war, and it isn't even all business. Life is a process of getting a fair field for the promotion of all human interests in the pro- Cortion of their merit. War and business are tools that people ave to use in the course of this process. We have to learn how to get the most work out of all the tools of life, business and war among the rest. To the extent that we are dependent on our tools, we have to submit to the dictation of the conditions in which they are capable of their best work. This doesn't prove that we are doomed to turn life into a slavery to our tools. That is reversing the relation of means and end." "I'm trying to follow you clear beyond my depth," inter- rupted Lyon. "How are you going to adapt yourself to the BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE TRANSFORMATION necessity of organization in business, which means responsi- bility and authority in somebody, and subordination and obedience in somebody else, if you are going to get the tool value of business ; and at the same time have employer and employee equal?" "In the same way that we have a constitution and laws of the United States and a President to enforce them, yet when it comes to individual rights every man in the country has as sure a title to his share of them as the President himself. It is no more decreed by the nature of things that a business must be a military monarchy because it needs organization, than it is that the United States must be an oriental despotism because we need a Chief Magistrate. It all turns on what I hadn't finished saying about equality. I suppose there are people in the world who believe that a thousand babies born the same day, and given exactly the same chance in life, would turn out precisely alike in their character and ability. Some people may believe that each of those babies might learn to do whatever the others could, and that there would be no good reason why one should count as a more important mem- ber of society than another. Without going quite that length, I believe men are more equally endowed by nature than our social conditions give them a chance to show, and that de- mocracy is bound to reduce the proportions of this needless inequality. I understand Graham to believe the same thing, although I imagine he would stop before I would in estimat- ing the probable limit of equalization. But whatever turns out to be the truth on this point, it isn't what I am at present talking about. Suppose we assume that Number 17 in the coal-yard gang and the President of the Company rank pre- cisely in accordance with the actual inequalities of their makeup, and that, in spite of everything men may some day learn to do, the remaining differences between men will al- ways cover a scale as wide as those extremes. My point is that Number 17 in the coal-yard gang is equal to the Presi- dent of the Company in right to work out his own salvation unhandicapped by the ownership of any other human being." "If you mean to join in with the socialistic rant about one man owning another in our day," interposed Lyon, with symptoms that his tolerance was evaporating, "you are out of the region where discussion pays for the breath it wastes. Since the era of free contract came in, Number 17 in the coal- FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE TRANSFORMATION yard gang has been as free as the President of the Company, or any one else, to go where he pleased and get a better job. When people begin to talk about one man owning another under our modern laws, it shows me that they have thrown up their attempts to sustain their claims with facts, and have taken their last stand on an appeal to unreasoning feeling." "You simply play into my hand when you put it that way," retorted Kissinger, almost dizzy with the delight of uncon- strained freedom of debate with Capitalism as he personified it in Lyon. "When people of your class resort to the pretense that a figure of speech can have only one literal meaning, and try to hush up analysis of the social problems by the platitude that this literal meaning has no existence in modem life, it shows me that they have run short of ammunition and are us- ing a 'thus saith the Lord' of their own fixing up as the easiest way to cover their retreat. If Number 17 in the coal-yard gang and the President of the Company were both thrown on the resources that they individually command under our laws, regardless of the good-will of any other human being, to find a new job, the President of the Company would have several million times the freedom of Number 17 to insure himself against starvation. Not in the literal legal sense, but in efifect, one man owns another to just the extent that he can control him. On our merits as plain human beings each of us owes something to all the rest, because each of us affects the ability of all the rest to make headway in working out the problem of life. But our system of property gives to the em- ploying class an artificial means of commanding the con- duct of the employed cla&«. The 'social unrest' that I was talking about is not at bottom a kick against the legitimate claims of man upon man. It is not a demand for a system that shall rob some in order to give charity to others. Not a very big fraction of it is a claim that all workers shall have the same wage. It is in a word demand for an honest attempt to put our property system on a basis that will give each man just the influence over other men which belongs to him by virtue of his share in human work." Lyon had rather rapidly recovered his philosophic temper, and while he felt that they were spinning an exceptionally fine thread of abstract theory, he was in a frame of mind to give Kissinger all the stimulus possible, to see where the argu- ment would end. He had a feeling that, whether Kissinger BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE TRANSFORMATION was within sight of the facts or not, something further might be not far out of reach about certain things that had been referred to in the talk, and he turned the discussion back to an earlier point of departure. "Suppose we grant all this for the sake of argument, Mr. Kissinger," Lyon conceded, "we have not gone very far to- ward showing that it can ever have a practical application." "That was what I was feeling after with my illustration of the disturbance of the compass," responded Kissinger. He did not know it, but he was facing the same perplexity which sooner or later confronts social theorists of the widest outlook. After they have analyzed things as they are, and have made up their minds about the emotional attitude most favorable to promotion of things as they ought to be, they are more or less aware that they have shot their bolt. They are helpless before the question. What acts that we or anyone else can perform would bring people into that emotional attitude? His feelings, rather than a strict process of scientific analysis, had brought Kissinger into contact with one of the profound- est of social facts, — the debt of every man to the work of other men, and the cooperative character of all human effort. In- stead of putting him in closer touch with practical men, his perception that every business, and life in general, is a part- nership in operation, and implies corresponding partnership in control, virtually insulated him' from actual affairs and ordinary currents of thought. Like thousands of wiser social philosophers, he was facing the experience of discerning a truth with utter distinctness, while helpless to make other people either see the truth or act as though it were true. Exhilaration had been Kissinger's first reaction in this ini- tial experience of an apostolate to the gentiles ; yet his judg- ment was sobered by instinct more than by reflection that for his faith to impress Lyon it must be lifted above sus- picion of the taint of extravagance. The sense of responsi- bility steadied his vision and stirred him to a reply more po- litic, if not more persuasive, than the dogmas which sufficed for his own satisfaction. In consequence, it even occurred to Lyon that Kissinger might be reconsidering. ""My belief," resumed Kissinger, "that the application is going to come, runs back to this idea. If an interest that all men share is baffled by artificial arrangements, the question is not whether there is any practical way of satisfying that 253 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE TRANSFORMATION interest. The real question is, How long will the artificial ar- rangements be able to stave off the inevitable readjustment? How long will it take for that interest to claim its own, and to retire all the accidental hindrances to its satisfaction ? Unless we go back to physical interests, that men have in common with other animals, I can think of no more universal human interest than every man's desire to be his own master; the wish to be independent of the dictation of any other human being. Your father was simply acting out every-day human nature when he turned down Barclay s suggestion yesterday that a merger with the New Jersey people might be the cheap- est way to handle that end of the situation. When he shook his fists in the directors' faces as though they were the New Jersey people trying to force the proposition, and when he swore he would die a pauper sooner than tie up his own busi- ness, that he had managed all his life, so that he would have to run it under orders from somebody else, he was merely showing off a little more highly developed form of the same interest that every working man feels. Judged not by the laws, which are our present best stagger toward a square deal, but by the whole of the human process that is gradually show- ing us what the laws ought to be, no group of men can have a right to own any business in such a way that they have power to dispose at will of the lives and fortunes of other men who are operating partners in the same business. We have no doubt that minority stockholders have property rights which the majority must respect. Our laws recognize the principle and protect the rights. There are sound reasons why they should. We shall some day see that there are equally sound reasons for the principle that investing labor in a business is just as good ground for property rights in the business as in- vesting capital." Temperamentally Lyon was a judge rather than an advo- cate. Although circumstances had forced him into the role of legal champion for a single aggressive corporation, and par- tisanship was therefore his profession, it had not become his preference. So far as he felt at liberty to act on his personal impulse, he was always inclined to take the side of the unrep- resented interest. His escapade in the directors' room the day the strike wfts announced, wa.s inconsistent only on the sur- face. It Wits quite in character with his constant impulse to BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE TRANSFORMATION look for the best that might be said by the absent party. He had followed his propensity this time in giving the impossi- ble a hearing till his sense of fairness, rather than his self-inter- est, seemed to accuse him, and to call for an end of the con- ference. Kissinger had observed nothing which led him to suspect that the attorney's mind was at all divided between official policy and abstract opinion; but Lyon had encour- aged the airing of social heresies so freely that he had really begun to feel like an abettor of conspiracy against things as they are. As in his Sunday evening soliloquy with Edgerly, facing the question. What is the next thing to do ? dissipated the mirage of the ought-to-be and restored him to his sched- ule habit of affirming life as it is. As he mentally dis- missed abstract theory and returned to the level of daily trans- actions, there was a parallel change in the quality of his voice. The pliant labial softness of the inquirer hardened into the metallic finality of the man of affairs. There would have been as much incitement to debate in the multiplication table as in the form or the substance of his answer: — "But meanwhile we have to live and do business in a world where nobody recognizes that principle. Practical men deal with each other on the basis of facts that everybody accepts. We might as well talk about shipping goods via the milky way." The hint in Lyon's changed tone notified Kissinger that the interview was over ; but his courage had been strengthened rather than shaken by this test in action with a real opponent, and he put the whole zeal of his faith into a final assertion : — "When the Americans took their stand on the principle 'No taxation without representation,' not a man of them could foresee how the principle would work out in the Constitution of the United States ; but sooner or later every truth creates its own application. We can't see just what sort of social machinery the principle of the universal partnership of all workers is going to create ; but whether we admit it or not the principle itself is in the nature of human society, and conflict- ing interests will hammer away on one another until all our institutions are wrought into a shape that will give the princi- ple full scope. The main question between classes today is not in the first instance a matter of ways and means. It is the question whether they will line up for or against the principle that all laborers are partners. We are using fictions for the 255 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE TRANSFORMATION foundations of society till that principle is fully accepted. After it has won its way the applications will follow. Men will not stop fighting for real justice and real democracy till each one's investment of labor for the common weal fixes his rights of suffrage and his rights of property." BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE XVI THE NOVICE 'These two weeks burst the shell of Hester's intuition that, for her class, relief of distress was less goodness than polite evasion of the issue." HESTER KINZIE became a factor in the strike from the moment of her conclusion that treatment of causes rather than effects is the way to social betterment. Graham's talks had not struck the same note in the minds of the two girls, but they had produced similar results. In Elsie the stimulus of a man weighing conventionalities in his own scales, and dedicating his strength to purposes ap- praised at his own valuation, quickened dormant protest against the passivity of her own life, and brought a return of unabashed will to work. Graham' personified to Hester her more special problem. He made it real and distinct and insistent. His solution could not be taken over bodily into her program of life, but it had crystallized her fluid desire to find a solution of her own. He seemed to be wrestling with the question, What is the best work that one can set one's hand to who has inherited the power and privilege that go with wealth ? She had long been inquiring without effectively answering. Having money has one different duties from one having none? The reports that came from Chicago lent force to the habit- ual impulse of both girls to relieve human need. On the re- turn trip they resolved to make a start in finding something to do that might help to improve the situation. Like most well disposed people with healthy social instincts, their imag- ination halted with cases. It did not press farther into the meaning of cases as fair fruits of conditions. They offered their services as friendly visitors in the Associated Charities district that included the Avery works. It was the closest approach to finding a fulcrum for moving the world which well-meaning young women of their class would know how to make. With equal good faith their offer was accepted by the Society. FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE Two devoted weeks sufficed to develop the baffling percep- tion not that such effort was useless, but that it was a hopeleag substitute for removal of causes. Contact with instances of destitution, and even of pauper- ism, merely accentuated the paradox that poverty was less puzzling than prosperity. First-hand acquaintance with charity workers, and with neighbors of families in need of assistance, shifted the appar- ent centre of social unrest from the impossible to the compe- tent. The persistent motif of discontent was not that no one would give help, but that society was in a tangle which kept the majority of the self-reliant from doing their best to help themselves. It was not a condition of feebleness but of handi- capped power. These two weeks burst the shell of Hester's intuition that, for her cla.ss, relief of distress was less goodness than polite evasion of the issue. What better could be done was not much clearer to her than before, but two or three insights had taken shape in her mind, and they had quickened her instinct that it was vulgarity not to be in search of more effective measures. She was sure that something was out of gear in society. Her suspicion had grown stronger that some of the trouble would sometime be located in the morals of property. The most distinct impression of all was that it was more the duty of those who had property than of those who hadn't it to find out what was the matter. Hester faithfully permitted full freedom to the feminine fashion of personalizing abstract problems. In her case, how- ever, the foible was exceptional in giving a judicial severity to her reflection, which most approaches to social problems from the upper side conspicuously lack. Instead of refusing to admit that there might be open questions about social prin- ciples which touched her interests, Hester habitually treated herself as defendant, without presumption of innocence. She saw no way to settle social principles till she could give a con- clusive account of herself. Without effort of her own, she was mistress of millions. She had power to make life harder or easier for several thousand human beings. She had never done anything for them, but their labor created her income. Parts of these facts she had lately discovered. Other parts she had taken for granted all her life. The bald statement of them, which her latest encounters with life had dictated, nar- BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE rowed her concern with the social problem down to the radical question, What gives me a right to my rights? A week-end visit to the Lyons at Lake Geneva was less an outing for Hester than an opportunity to push her inquiry. The Lyon cottage would have rated as a defacement of the scenery, if it had not been so enshrouded by trees that it was visible only within its own preserve. Externally it was merely a magnified log cabin. It contained, however, all the necessi- ties of modern comfort, and some of the luxuries, but none of the display. The landscape gardener had enjoyed scope de- nied to the architect. The home grounds were the hospitable front yard of a model farm. The farm itself was traversed by a scheme of park roads, extending several miles inland, and converging in a broad avenue that encircled The Lodge. It was one of those faultless afternoons of the Indian Sum- mer, in which it was easy to remember leniently the rest of the year, and to claim for the region the fairest climate in the world. After a trip down the lake to church in the morning, and the usual Sunday reversion to dinner at noon, the party was gathered in a corner of the lawn from which the rovers of the miniature sea could be observed through a cloister of trees. A change had come into the temper of the family. Whether permanent or temporary, for the time being it admitted busi- ness topics within the domestic circle. Seriousness had al- ways been the most obvious finding mark of the Lyons' family life, but it was now crossed by an ill-omened tolerance of the dreaded subject which had forced its way to the center of at- tention. The tact of all combined was not able to keep interest aimed long at a time in other directions. The family tradition had stood hard on its dignity, but in the last week or two it had almost abandoned the field. The strike, or some of its con- nections, ruled the thoughts of the whole group, and by tacit consent there had been a gradual lifting of the embargo on the usually tabooed theme. At first the impertinent topic had been remanded after little more than passive admission that there was such a thing as labor disturbance ; but today Hester used a recurrence of the main subject as an opening for active inquiry. She had been thinking out the substance rather than the form of questions which she wanted to pro- pose, and she was hardly more forewarned than her guardian 263 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE against the first query, "Did it ever occur to you, Uncle David, that labor troubles will be stopped when you can eliminate me?" Unless they were of the obvious order to which common usage had given a current value, figures of speech were usually objects of suspicion to Mr. Lyon. To minimize risk he chose to take the question literally, and he kept well under cover with the answer, "I had not heard that you had been mixed up with labor troubles, Hester." "Then possibly I'm the clue to a comedy of errors," extem- porized Hester, while she was trying to adapt her questions to this unpremeditated version. "I've been doing a lot of think- ing lately, and I have decided that I am the wicked partner. You may get an entirely new view of the strike when you find out that I am the real grievance." Mr. Lyon's habitual complaisance with Hester always al- lowed her playfulness liberties which he would have rebuked in another. Mrs. Lyon was less liberal. She felt that under the circumstances the subject was too dubious for light treat- ment. To tell the truth, Edith was of much the same mind, although she easily accepted Hester's unexpectedness as an offset for her lack of veneration. Logan Lyon and Edgerly were about equally divided between amusement at the chill which Hester's apparent jauntiness imparted to the atmos- phere, and curiosity whether her latest conceit would pres- ently disclose an idea. Both Mrs. Edgerly and her mother quickly took refuge among the magazines of the month, while the two younger men swung lazily in their hammocks, with the appearance of noticing nothing beyond their cigars. They were really tak- ing in every word of the dialogue, and their interest grew more alert as they pondered on the probable bearings of the argument. Hester's fancy plainly gave Mr. Lyon no clue to her mean- ing, and on her part it was an economy of effort to become more literal. To be less enigmatic she took a new start: — "I wish you would explain to me. Uncle David, how anybody gets a right to an income from the Avery Company." "Why, Hester, by earning it in some way or other." Mr. Lyon had a feeling that this was escaping from the absurd to the axiomatic. BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE "That is my idea, too, Uncle David," and Hester was sure she could make use of the admission ; "but can you help me find out what I have done to earn my dividends?" "Why, that is a different matter of course," Mr. Lyon stammered; and his mind would not have been open to con- viction that his "of course" was the exact equivalent of the proverbial woman's "because." "You have a right to your dividends by inheritance." "Yes, Uncle David, I know those words by rote," pursued Hester, "but they seem to me merely a way of hushing up the difficulty. If the way to get an income is to earn it, what right has anyone to invent such a device as inheritance, which makes it possible for some people to get an income without earning it?" "If you push the matter as far as that," and Mr. Lyon made a long pause before finishing his sentence, his deliberateness plainly showing that he was not quite ready with an answer ; "a complete explanation would take us pretty deep into tech- nicalities. In a word, though, your capital earns it." "If you won't mind the technicalities. Uncle David," Hes- ter insisted, "I should like to make an effort with them. When you say 'capital earns it' you seem to me merely to be putting the mystery in other words, instead of explaining it. I used to discuss this point with Papa by the hour when we read political economy together. He was always obliged to end by telling me that I would understand these things better after I had had more experience with business. The longer I think about it the more it seems to me that all the variations of 'capital earns it' are really different ways of begging the question. Indeed, I must confess that it seems to me to beg two questions, and either of them is important enough to put the fairness of things in the doubtful class. I don't want you to think. Uncle David, that I am so foolish as to imagine myself wiser than all the world put together. I simply don't understand, and it seems to me that if the world is right it ought to be wise enough to make anybody understand who really wants to know. I will do my best to follow what you say, if you will tell me a little more about each of these ques- tions separately. It may be you will see where to begin if I acknowledge the whole of my ignorance. In fact I have never been able to think of an instance in which capital ever earned a cent." FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE Hester's declaration affected Mr. Lyon very much as if she had said she had never known the sun to shine or the grass to grow. If a man had made the avowal, Mr. Lyon would have supposed he was either imbecile or insincere. Neither alternative would apply to Hester, and although it seemed incredible that she could have remained so juvenile in her views on such a subject, while she was in other ways so sagar cious, her guardian quite consistently assumed the explana- tion that "childish" and "girlish" told the whole story. He accordingly inferred that correction of the error was merely a matter of directing attention to a few facts that are every- day commonplaces for men. "I should hardly nominate myself as a tutor," he ven- tured, "where your father's teaching ability had failed to open your eyes. I shall have to answer your question as a plain financial proposition, just as if you asked me for ad- vice about starting a business. Suppose we go back before the Avery Company was organized. Some men see a chance to build up an industry. They think it all over and decide how they want to begin. Some one must give his time to work out plans. A proper location must be found. Lawyers must be engaged to draft a charter that will give the Company the rights it needs. Architects and engineers must be selected and told what is wanted, and their advice must be studied very carefully before it is adopted. Contracts for buildings and for machinery must be let. Experts must be employed to take charge of different divisions of the work, and they must pick out a large body of operatives, many of them skilled laborers, others unskilled. Large quantities of raw material must be used. A great amount of fuel and other supplies must be consumed, and all this before a dollar's worth of product can be sold. Now what pays the expenses of all these organizers, and their expert assistants, and the builders and operatives; and what furnishes all the material which at last begins to put on the market something that can bring a return for the cost?" ""That is all very plain," conceded Hester, with a docility which gave her guardian the impression that this one case from real life had settled the matter. "Capital has to do all this. But what I don't see is that capital earns anything by its part in the business. Let me suppose that you and Papa were the only organizers. You had earned enough money BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE before to pay your own expenses while you were plan- ning, and to pay the salaries of the different experts, and the wages of the workmen, and the cost of all the building and equipment and material. Now it seems to me that you and Papa and all the other men worked and earned all that was made in the plant. Your labor in the first place kept the capi- tal from losing its value, by using it, and then your labor brought more into existence, but the capital itself was all the time powerless except as your labor changed it into things of more value." Mr. Lyon was not in the habit of drawing precisely such distinctions. He had concerned himself very little with eco- nomic abstractions beyond the stock phrases of eyery-day business, and he did not foresee the dilemma to which Hes- ter's approach was leading. He had no specific objection to her way of stating the facts, but he preferred the form with which he was more familiar, and he did not see any need of giving it up. To guard the rights of the customary view, he continued: — "Of course labor is necessary to make the capital productive, but on the other hand the labor could not be pro- ductive without the capital." "If nothing more than that were involved," returned Hes- ter, "I could understand it. I know that every one except savages gets on by using things that have been saved up, in- stead of destroying them. By turning the products of pre- vious labor into means of promoting present labor we expand our ability to supply our wants. That is all as plain as day. But then you add on to that something which is not at all plain. It seems to me like the conjuror pulling ribbons and rabbits out of the empty hat. You say the capital earns this output. That doesn't mean anything to me. Suppose the capital which you and Papa had earned were already in the different forms which your labor could make useful — a part of it in money, part in provisions, part in stone, lumber, steel, machinery and so on. Now if that capital were left to itself, with no human labor applied to it, not only would no new capital be produced by it, but in a very short time some of it would begin to lose its own value, and it would not take long for quite a portion of it to disappear altogether. That was what I meant when I said that I had never found a case of capital adding a cent's worth to itself, except as a result of human labor." FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE Mr. Lyon had not surmised that Hester was working out a deliberate strategical plan. He assumed that her ideas were as rudimentary about business matters as they appeared. He supposed therefore that he had but to provide for the most pri- mary statement of the situation, without anticipating more searching inquiry into deeper phases of the facts. He ac- cordingly walked straight into Hester's snare. "Why certainly, my dear," Mr. Lyon responded encourag- ingly, ''if it will help you out of your difficulties I am quite ready to acknowledge that you are right in a way. If we leave out natural increase of plants and animals, which I be- lieve the economists put under the head of 'land' or 'nature,' rather than capital, there is no such thing as increase of capi- tal in the strict sense except by exertion of human effort. In that sense of course all wealth is the reward of human labor." Hester gave no sign that she was aware of having scored a point. Her method as an ingenue was that of repression. In the same tone of eager inquiry she proceeded : — "I'm glad to hear you say that, Uncle David, because it will help me a good deal about the next point that troubles me. Perhaps I shall find that what you really think is not so different from my ideas as I supposed. The next thing that I am curious about is this. When you and Papa worked with your capital in starting the Avery Company, you earned your profits as the reward of your labor, just as the other men earned their salaries and their wages. It might be put in that way, might it not?" "Certainly, Llester," a.ssented Mr. Lyon, rather relieved by the evidence that his ward was not infected by the delusion that the capitalist is not worthy of his hire. "So far all is plain then," continued Hester, with tempo- rarily concealed consciousness that the colloquy was approach- ing a crisis. "But a great blank comes into my mind. Uncle David, when I try to understand how my father earned any thing any longer, when he retired from the business and be- came simply a stockholder." The d&sign in Hester's innocence had not yet revealed itself to Mr. Lyon. Instead of a long step in logical strategy, the question was to him only another exhibit of infantile un- steadiness in learning to walk. He had no feeling of the in- stability of his premises as he fell back upon the familiar formula: — BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE "Why, my child, his capital was still earning for him." "But, Uncle David," urged Hester demurely, "I thought we agreed just now that human effort does the earning, not capital." The gathering stringency of the arg-ument was not yet fully apparent to Mr. Lyon, but he began to lose patience with himself for supposing that even as bright a girl as Hester could be an exception to the rule that it is impossible for the feminine mind to understand business. He felt, however, that his way out of the difficulty must be not by convincing her of ignorance, but at least by showing that her ideas were out of place in real life. It was too late to retract the un- guarded admission to which Hester appealed, so he tried to make the best of it by forcing its meaning. "Precisely!" insisted Mr. Lyon, without a misgiving that he was contradicting himself. "The effort that your father exerted in creating that capital goes on working in the capital, whether he works with it or not." "But suppose every one else in the business stopped work- ing at the same time," persisted Hester, "how would Papa's efifort show itself? Would his capital continue to increase be- cause he created it by work?" This inquisitiveness of his ward began to affect Mr. Lyon as uncanny. He saw that he must either go over the same ground again and arrive at the same point, or turn her thoughts in another direction. He was not aware that he was unwilling to face ugly realities. He firmly believed that Hes- ter was toying with imaginary difficulties, and that he was telling her the unvarnished truth. He was inclined to think that her interest in such things was unfortunate, but he was unwilling to close the conversation without another attempt to make the facts as direct and simple as possible. "Perhaps it will help you vinderstand the matter," he re- sumed, "if you look at it in this way. Your father worked a certain number of years, and saved a certain amount out of his earnings. Now would it not be a very strange and unjust state of affairs, if he could not use those savings in any way he pleased? Would not that be equivalent to denying him his right to the reward of his labor?" "I should think so, of course," assented Hester, again with an eagerness which encouraged Mr. Lyon to hope that he had found the right clue, "but if I see what you mean, it simply 269 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE implies the answer that I can't understand to the other ques- tion. Let me suppose a sum that is not large enough to con- fuse my mind. Suppose Papa had saved a thousand dollars. Now it seems to me natural that he should have a choice be- tween two ways of enjoying his rights to his earnings. He could either spend the money on things that he wanted, or he could work with it as capital, and earn more with it. When- ever he cared to stop working he would have a right to live on what he had saved, or he could keep on working and use vip all that he earned from year to year, without taking any- thing out of his capital. But whenever he preferred to stop working entirely, the only right left to him would be the en- joyment of his savings. My difficulty is to see how he has any right to eat his cake and have it too." "But, my dear child," exclaimed Mr. Lyon, "investing his money is one of the ways of getting the benefit of it." "My trouble," continued Hester, regardless of her guard- ian's apparent opinion that there was no room for further doubt, "is that investing the money turns out to be a way of getting the benefit of it and a good deal more. It looks to me as though investing the money is simply one way of sav- ing it, and it would end with that if artificial contrivances had not been invented. If Papa wanted to escape working with his money for the rest of his life, he had the choice between hiding it somewhere and leaving it in the hands of people who would work with it and give him security for its return. If he had hidden it, he could have drawn from it whenever he pleased till it was all gone, but he surely could not have used more than he hoarded. When he puts it in the hands of workers, he does no more work himself than if he had buried the capital in the ground. But the protection which the laws give makes the workers really insure the money, so that it is safer than it would be if it were buried. Nothing that Papa does seems to me to give him a right to enjoy more than the bare amount of his earnings in the second case more than in the first." In casting about for something to say which would meet the needs of such incredible simplicity, Mr. Lyon experienced a fleeting gust of sympathy with teachers, if this was a sample of the sort of reaction against the obvious which they had to correct. He was not intentionally evasive. He meant to deal candidly with Hester's difficulties. Her queries had not sug- 270 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE gested to him the remotest possibility that she might have proposed questions which undermined primary assumptions of business. Her inability to accept every-day commercial propositions seemed to him rather like his own boyish state of mind when he scoffed at the multiplication table. He did not consciously avoid the issue. He supposed that he was speaking directly to the question when he took recourse in the stock irrelevance — "You do not stop to think, Hester, that very few people would invest their money unless they could get profits on it." The failure of her guardian to meet the questions did not surprise Hester. Her father had gone over the ground so often that she knew precisely what to expect. She was not so much hoping for new light as she was exploring her guardian's mind to see if recent events had tended to unsettle any of his opinions. She was satisfied that no breach had been made in his defenses at the first point of approach, and without the slightest confusion about her guardian's failures to reply, and without a sign that she knew he was retreating to quite differ- ent ground from that which her questions reconnoitred, she was not unwilling to test the strength of the second line of de- fense. "Papa used to insist on that," Hester admitted, "and I have no doubt about it, but I do not see how it proves all that it is supposed to." She was still playing the part of an inquirer, and carefully concealing the aggressive aim of her questions. "If you have patience enough to hear it. Uncle David, I will explain my trouble with your answer. You will think it is foolish, of course, but you can't help me unless you know just how things seem to me. I can say what I mean best by comparison with something else. Suppose I had lost a thousand dollars, would anybody who found it have a right to keep it?" "Certainly not, without taking proper means to find the owner," replied Mr. Lyon, with evident curiosity to learn what connection Hester could find between such a case and profits on investments. "But if I should offer a hundred dollars for returning nine hundred," continued Hester, "would the finder have a right to accept the reward?" "Of course," Mr. Lyon returned emphatically, "and it would be good policy to make the offer, because we cannot be FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE sure that people are honest enough to do what is right without some advantage to themselves." "But suppose you found my money, Uncle David, would you have a right to the reward?" It wius not a doubt about the proprieties of the supposed case that caused Mr. Lyon to hesitate. His feelings were per- fectly correct and unequivocal in this connection, but he was not used to finding words for such scholastic suppositions. With the impression that Hester was losing her interest in the main subject, he humored what he took to be a new fancy by replying, "My right to the reward would be as good as any- one's, but of course I could not take it." "But," persisted Hester, "is that not unbusinesslike? If it is proper for the loser to offer the reward, and for the finder to receive it, why should exceptions be made?" Mr. Lyon was nearer than he realized to another trap. As the subject appeared to him quite disconnected with anything else, however, he did not feel the need of qualifying his reply. He had never tried to explain such a case before, and it was as though he were working out a question in mental arith- metic, for his own satisfaction, as he responded : — "A reward for returning lost property, apart from trouble and expense that it may have cost the finder, is a sort of spur to good-will and honesty. Very few people care as much for other peo- ple's interests as they do for their own. Many people are not honest enough to respect other people's rights unless there is some gain in it for themselves. Everybody ought to want everybody else to have all that belongs to them, but everybody does not feel that way. A reward in such a case helps some people to act as though they were honester than they really are, and we are better off when we pay the reward than if we trusted to honesty alone. But the honester we are, and the more we care for one another's interests, the less possible is it for us to make gain by helping others to what really belongs to them. Between friends, accepting a reward for returning lost property would prove that the friendship was counter- feit." "You have expressed my ideas better than I could, Uncle David," Hester commented gratefully. She did not see much prospect of making the argument effective upon her guardian, but his analysis confirmed her belief that she was on the right track, and that she could trust her own reasoning even when BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE it led away from current conclusions. Still she was not en- tirely hopeless of making some slight impression with her comparison. Meanwhile it would not have added to her con- fidence if she could have measured the inertia of Mr. Lyon's mind as she proceeded to apply the analogy. "Papa always used to rely at last on the same justification for profits that you have given, Uncle David, and it seems to me that it is good up to a certain limit. The last winter we were in Vienna we read Bohm-Bawerk's books together, and we had several conversations with the professor himself about his theories. My own feeling was that he had shown the ab- surdity of all the standard explanations of profits from cap- ital, but had offered a substitute as absurd as the rest. But your own way of expressing it makes me feel that I have not been so very wrong after all in putting two things together, and thinking that the reason you give for profits is precisely the same reason that you give for rewarding the return of lost property. When we cancel the fictitious 'earnings' of capital and the actual earnings of capitalists who do necessary work with the investment, and deserve their wage like other labor- ers, all I can see left that has any force, in the usual theories of profits, is the claim that something is needed in the shape of a prize, to spur people who couldn't be depended on to do right for its own sake to do it for the sake of the reward. This answers one of my two questions, but I am very sure you will not want to put the same meaning into the answer that I do For me, what we have said amounts to this : — The idea that capital itself earns anything is a delusive rhetorical expres- sion. The earning is all done by the people who do the dif- ferent kinds of work with the capital. If people who own capital do not need to consume it, and do not want to work with it themselves, it is merely good citizenship for them to save it in the most useful way, by allowing other people to work with it. It seems to me that, without knowing it, they are only good citizens for a bonus if they claim pay in the form of unearned profits for doing what it is to their own ad- vantage as well as other people's that they should do anyway. The idea has been growing upon me that the people who make this something-for-nothing demand on their fellow cit- izens create the social problem. I have been studying reports on Papa's estate, and it seems that I am credited each quarter with a little more than the quarter before, for doing nothing FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE and allowing other people to increase my capital. I didn't mean that I am the only one responsible for the strike, but am I so far out of the way in thinking that the root of the trouble can be traced to my class of people?" So long as the conversation was confined to generalities, Mrs. Lyon and Edith had only once or twice noted a fragment of the dialogue. At this apparent return to a personal appli- cation their interest was once more piqued, and they instinc- tively listened for a signal that would show them the aflSnity of their sympathies. Edgerly and Logan Lyon had given no sign that they were paying attention, but each in his way had made critical notes on everything that had been said. Each had observed that, as the strike situation had grown more acute, all Mr. Lyon's al- lusions to it had become more dogmatic and resolute. Each was on the watch for indications whether these symptoms meant that the older man's convictions were growing stronger, or whether they were merely his way of fighting off possible yielding of his convictions under pressure. Each realized too that either a support for the old order, or a factor that might turn the scale in a new direction, was taking shape in Hes- ter's mind. They knew that if she decided to exercise her own judgment, she would hold a balance of power which might reverse the Avery Company's policy. They could not regard the episode as mere talk. It was a critical phase of the pend- ing struggle. Without intending to mix in the argument, both men exchanged their hammocks for chairs which they placed nearer to the zone of inquiry, and the evidence did not escape Hester that they had been less indifferent than they seemed, but had found something beyond triviality in the discussion. At the same time it began to dawn upon Mr. Lyon that he had on his hands more than an infant-class exercise. Consid- ering Hester merely as a girl indulging her curiosity, it made very little difference whether or not her ways of thinking conformed to those of the street. Viewing her as a power in the affairs of his corporation, the sort of advice which she accepted became momentous. When Graham had advertised the ideas which Hester expressed, Mr. Lyon promptly set them down as vicious weapons in the hands of an enemy of society. For Hester to coquette with such opinions meant dangerous weakness among the friends of society. For the BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE first time Mr. Lyon realized that Hester's wanderings with her father, and her sampUngs of all sorts of social influence, might have infected her with ideas which could be turned against him in the present struggle. He did not admit the possibility that she might have found some more reliable clues to the truth than his beliefs contained. It was an invincible convic- tion with him that any social theory which called in question a fundamental assumption of business was either ignorant or criminal. The only judgment he could pass upon an inclina- tion to dally with such theories was that it indicated arrested or perverted development. While his paternal feeling toward Hester could not be changed to harshness by finding her a vic- tim of either misfortune, the necessity of rating her state of mind as one of the practical factors in the situation threw his executive consciousness into circuit and turned this domestic incident into a business complication. "My dear child," he began, with an unstrained mixture of affection and authority, "it never can do any good to play with the sort of powder you are handling. The world is what it is, and wishing differently won't change it. Fire burns, and water drowns, and poison kills, and all the tears we may shed for the victims will not have the slightest effect in chang- ing the laws of nature. It is the same with the laws of prop- erty. You know the Bible says, 'To him that hath shall be given and he shall have abundance.' That is the way the laws of property work, of course, and it is hard for those who have no property to be reconciled to it, but those of us who know that brains, not sympathies, make the rules of business, have the duty of setting ourselves against every silly scheme to substitute sentimentality for the laws of economics. There would be chaos in the world if property were not sacred. The rights of property put you in possession of the estate your father legally created. It is just as foolish to question your right to that estate as it would be to doubt your right to be bom. The position for you to take, Hester, is that you are providentially entrusted with large business responsibilities, and that it is your duty to accept business principles and carry them out to the best of your ability in administering your property." Outwardly Hester gave no appearance of energetic think- ing. No visible change in her bearing corresponded with her guardian's sudden intensity. Not even Mr. Lyon, and cer- FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE tainly not the younger men, knew Hester well enough to measure the mental and moral force behind the gentleness which was both an inheritance and an art. If Mr. Lyon could have read her thoughts, the protest which he had just uttered would have been a feeble expression of his surprise and fear. In fact Hester was appalled at the vision which Mr. Lyon's answers gave her of the distance between her view- point and his. With the sanguineness of generous youth she relied upon a sufficient love of truth for its own sake to open the door for it everywhere. Although she had never been able to get her father's assent to many of her versions of social facts, his rejection of her ideas was a matter so apart from practical life that it did not have the effect of Mr. Lyon's obduracy in the present crisis. He had furnished ocular proof of a certain judicial impotence. Even in the presence of a collapse in the workings of his business principles, he could not admit the possibility that anything might call for a re- consideration of the principles themselves. This evidence confirmed Hester's impression that there must be something wrong in conventionalities which so jealously resented inspec- tion. No further demonstration was necessary of her guardian's insuperable prejudice; but Hester feared that she might not have another so favorable opportunity to talk with him at leisure, and she hoped that at worst his opposition would sharpen her conclu!5ions. Her short experience in the Bureau of Charities had put a keen edge upon her zeal to get a more definite account of her place in the world; and Mr. Lyon's as- sertion that there could be no appeal from business rules struck her as a type of fatalism which was not only arrogant but improbable, "rhe one reverse which she had received dur- ing the interview wa.s a sense of the hopelessness of modifying her guardian's opinions. She realized that he had a concep- tion of the world which nothing was likely to alter, and her suspicion was approaching certainty that it was a conception which pitted itself against the final laws of human progress. She had not yet formed the distinct judgment that her guard- ian's contention was pathetic. She was merely aware in a vague way of a new foreboding that the destiny she was try- ing to make out for herself would be doom for him. These were but a moment's flash-light impressions, and merely the accompaniment of Hester's indecision whether to 270 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE continue a quest which was bound to be ineffectual. On the other hand, the very uselessness of the attempt was a discov- ery in itself. It marked one fixed point of departure in her life problem. It was a term in the calculation of her proper course. She did not pause long enough to indicate that she was balancing alternatives. She showed no sign of recogniz- ing the reproof and warning in Mr. Lyon's last words. As if unconscious of a changed tone in the discussion, she pursued the calm course of her inquiry. "Before I was quite ready for it. Uncle David, we have gone over to my second question. I'm afraid I shall succeed only in convincing you that I am incorrigible. But let me go on as though the first question had been settled. Suppose we have accounted for Papa. I am unable to see how that justifies me. Suppose it was true that my father was entitled to his profits for life because his labor and his capital earned them. But, giving myself the most liberal interpretation I can think of, the only work I have ever done was as Papa's companion for a few years, after he had spent several times as many years as my preceptor. Then it might be said that, for a few months, I was his imtrained nurse. If I had saved all the wages earned in that way at usual rates, the whole would amount to much less than my present income every month; while girls of my age who are skilled workers in their trades can never earn a fraction of my income. Do you really ex- pect me to believe that you justify such a contrast by saying that property is sacred? It seems to me that justice is more sacred than property. As I understand it, the system of ar- rangements which the word property really means is a col- lection of attempts to do justice ; but if we find that these ar- rangements fail to do justice, then they look to me no longer sacred but stupid." David Lyon would no more have wronged another in his property, knowing his act to be wrong, than he would have as- saulted a member of his family. He would as soon have con- spired to overthrow the moral law not to lie, or steal or kill, as he would have condoned an evasion of justice as he under- stood it. But he was honestly at the limit of his intelligence when called upon for credentials of his right and wrong. It was as though he had been challenged to show cause why up is up and down is down. To Mr. Lyon "property," "justice," "morality" and the like, were words that stood for the abso- 2T7 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE lute and unchangeable nature of things. He was by no means a stranger to the great historians, but whenever he had read of past events he had always judged the actors by the rules which he would apply to his own conduct. These rules seemed to him to require right because it was right, and he knew of no more searching reason. He would have denounced it as vicious trifling with words, if he had been told that what we call right is only opinion, as strong or as weak as the reasons upon which it rests. The proposition that right is always an adaptation to circumstances, and that any alleged right is essentially right in the degree of the fitness of its adaptation, would have seemed to him sheer repudiation of morality. He knew well enough that the laws of property in different ages and countries had varied in detail, but he had never realized that more than one basis of property institutions is conceivable, nor had he ever comprehended that property is essentially the specifications of a bargain under which persons consent to live together. He had made no allowance for the fact that many of the persons so acquiescing had practically no other alter- native ; nor had he considered that the same balancing of in- terests which once made the laws of property would be continu- ing precisely the same process if it reconstructed those laws when the social value of interests had changed. An assertion that the institutions of property are liable to modification whenever the conviction prevails that the terms are less favor- able for some than for other parties concerned, would to his mind have meant plain anarchy. Mr. Lyon had never distinguished between the abstract moral principle that every one is entitled to his own, and the particular application of the principle in a given system of property. It had never occurred to him, and he could not have entertained the idea, that a property system is merely an organization of human opinions about what ought to be regarded as each one's own. In his view the political device was as sacred as the supporting moral principle, because he had never harbored a doubt that they were identical. More- over, to his way of thinking, rights were inalienable endow- ments of individuals. They were features of the divine image in which man was created, and as unalterable as the archetype itself. Property, as he viewed it, was simply those pre-estab- lished rights recognized and guaranteed by law. Property was therefore sacred because the rights were sacred ; and it was 278 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE a sign of something wrong in anyone's make-up who would imply that property is impeachable. To be sure, Mr. Lyon had been quite consistent with one phase of himself in admitting that the institutions of property worked anomalies and hardships. He was equally sincere, however, in classing these accidents with the other mysterious orderings of Providence, and even more rigid in his belief that they must be accepted as such. All distresses from lack or loss of property seemed to him, like pain, disease, and death, inscrutable dispensations. He wished they were not accidents of the human lot. Quite in accord with the similar clause in Halleck's creed, he was willing to admit that his faith in God would be easier if they did not occur; but he was sure it amounted to one and the same thing whether we blamed property, for its share in them, or Providence. The dilemma which Hester had presented affected him, therefore, merely as a querulous complaint against the divine government. He was too strongly intrenched in his religious beliefs, and in the conventional morality which they protected, to be disturbed in his confidence that they could not be thrown on the defen- sive by collision with facts. He was shocked and grieved that Hester could actually make a virtue of impatience with the Supreme Wisdom; yet his paternal fondness promptly filed the excuse that her experience had been too limited for ef- ficient schooling in humility and reverence. The two younger men detected rather clearly the remoter bearings of Mr. Lyon's perplexity. Edgerly had a hundred times analyzed with his classes the general situation of which his father-in-law was a symptom. While he listened he had found himself dramatizing the dialogue as an encounter of a passing and a coming world-spirit. For years he had taught that ideas still gripped business practice which more penetrat- ing philosophy had dismissed as archaic. He credited in Mr. Lyon all that was worthiest in presumptions fairly appropriate to a simpler period; but insistence on them, in spite of chang- ing conditions, affected Edgerly as a forlorn hope of barricad- ing the sunrise. By contrast, the impulse and the insight of Hester's ingenuous reflection of the world as she saw it im- pressed him more as confirmation than as consequence of the dawning perceptions. Logan Lyon's interest had been wholly curious at first. As the immediate practical bearing of Hester's questionings pre- FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE sented itself he had tried to think of them in their business re- lations, and to give them a rating at their strictly logical value. Instead of making for an abstract judgment, however, this attempt at a severely judicial hearing had passed rapidly into an emotional attitude. Lyon had never served formal notice on himself that the girl he had so long treated as a precocious infant was already beyond classification as a child. Viewing her impersonally, considering her argument as he would a contention in court, following her method of thinking, he re- corded his first distinct observation that Hester had become a woman. Her mind was not merely responding to casual stimuli. She was not merely receptive and acquiescent and imitative. She was selecting, and correlating, and judging and estimating. But this impromptu psychological analysis served only as a brief introduction to a personal reaction. When he was at the point of submitting in rebuttal his ultimatum of unavail- ability, Lyon was checked by strange stirrings of feelings that with Hester's spirit as an impulse the frontiers of availa- bility might be indefinitely advanced. With the suggestion, his whole scheme of life seemed to come up for audit. He had a moment's view of it against a background of alternatives which he had never considered. He wondered whether he was affected more by disgust with what was or by desire for what might be. He was sure only that his attention had shifted from the questions to the questioner. Instead of interposing an objection which might have embarrassed Hester, he hoped to help her express herself more fully by submitting the query : — "As we are all in the same class, Hester, so far as drawing dividends beside our salaries, what do you see for us to do to make ourselves less troublesome?" Hester wished she knew more of Logan on the business side. He had always been good fun as a teasing big brother. She believed in him heartily up to the point where she began to regret him as j)robably a too f ai thful copy of his father. As Logan had kept his professional equation wholly out of her view, she had no evidence that he tended to vary more from his father's opinions than from his character. She had no reason to suppose that his question was an exception to his quizzical habit, and with the faintest parrying smile she still directed her appeal to her guardian. BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE "If I am repeating the same thing, Uncle David, it is be- cause I am trying to find the plainest words for my idea. Let me tell it this way : — A great many kinds of people must work together to create a business. Some of them contribute un- skilled labor of their hands; some of them skilled labor of their hands ; some labor of their brains ; some, like you and Papa, not only labor of hand and brain, but special supervis- ion and wise judgment, without which all the rest of the work might be unsuccessful ; and still other people have helped by putting into the hands of these workers some of their wealth to be changed into new forms of wealth. Is it not plain truth that all these kinds of contribution were necessary to make the business? Could it have been created by one kind alone? Up to the paying stage, has there not been a necessary part- nership of all the makers of the business? But what happens after the business is made? Do the persons who have con- tributed work only, either of hand or brain, retain their rat- ing as partners? Are they not mere hired help? Those who are supposed to have contributed wealth, with or without work besides, are now the only partners, are they not? They own the business. They are the business. After the hired workers have received their pay, and the other costs are cov- ered, these contributors of capital claim all the output that is left, with all the added value that comes from many sources outside the business. If the business turns out to be as pros- perous as the Avery Company, every ten years or so, although these partners have collected from the business every year a high rate of interest, they divide among themselves a surplus equal to the whole amount of their previous principal. None of the other partners, except these controllers of the preferred factor of capital, have any voice or share in this distribution, but why should one class of partners in its production be en- titled to dispose of it and not all the others?" This time Logan Lyon deliberately rode for a fall. He was sure he could provoke a reply that would bring out Hes- ter's version more distinctly. In his most serious manner he protested: — "But, Hester, haven't all these other people had their pay at market rates?" "Yes, Logan," Hester sighed, and the hardly perceptible depression of light in her face told him that she could find less palliation for his tardiness than for her father's, "let us hope that they had, always including the money-lenders. For 281 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE that very reason, if full market rates of pay to all concerned have still left a surplus undivided, why should it belong to one group of its producers rather than to all?" Hester had scarcely glanced at Logan in replying to his question, and was still apparently consulting only his father. "But there are some more questions. Uncle David. If we had come from another planet, which had only the laws of the physical universe in common with ours, is it not possible that we might be astonished at this arrangement? Might we not say that it was largely a clumsy make-shift, and that it cor- responded only in the roughest way with the elements of jus- tice involved in the case? Might we not decide at once that this treatment of great numbers of the makers of the business as not-partners, and the reservation of partnership rights for a favored section of the makers, was arbitrary? Mjght we not prophesy that, whatever may have been the causes that led to such unfair arrangements, they could never perma- nently satisfy rational beings, and that removal of the in- justices would begin as soon as people reached a high grade of intelligence? It may be I have lived as far from your busi- ness world as though I had been on another planet. Any- way, the appearance it presents in the glimpses I am getting is chiefly amateurish." By this time Mr. Lyon had dismissed the thought of cor- recting these vagaries at once. He was so convinced of his helplessness that he had given up the attempt to instruct, and was merely following anxious curiosity to draw out any un- spoken reserve in Hester's ideas. "Most business men are on the lookout for ways to improve their methods," he protested with an effort at humor, "and would be willing to pay liberal royalties to anyone who could show them how to become less amateurish." "One of our modern engineers would call the pyramid- builders amateurish, would he not, Uncle David," and because she well knew how her confession had hurt her guardian Hester tried to speak soothingly ; "although he might not be able to tell how the knowledge and tools at their disposal could have been u-sed more skillfully? As a stranger from another world, I must respect the skill applied in your eco- nomic system, yet T must be frank enough to say that it seems to me an impossibly boorish system." BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE "Do not spare the particulars, Hester," sadly exhorted Mr. Lyon. "Why," continued Hester, "I should suppose that things are worth what they are worth in serving people. As I un- derstand your economic system, it makes people altogether subordinate to capital. Does not such an inversion of values make the system essentially savage and superstitious?" Hester did not at the moment remember that she had used one of Graham's phrases. She had consciously enough, and often, thought over his arguments, but her concurrence with them had been endorsement rather than absorption. She was really trying to find a view-point of her own, and her method would have been telling evidence against the imita- tion theory in social psychology. Her sense of loneliness in this search had grown more oppressive with every gain in clearness of vision. She had not yet made out that not Gra- ham alone, but Halleck and Edgerly and even Logan Lyon were moving from different starting points toward the same outlook; and her very devotion to the individual problem, to- gether with her feeling of solitude in the pursuit, retarded her perception that Mr. Lyon represented a declining phase of the world-order, and that her forereaching was merely one among innumerable signs of the latest human awakening. "If what you call 'an inversion of values' could really be brought home to it, I should have to accept the impeachment," Mr. Lyon provisionally admitted. "But can what we have agreed to about the facts of the system have any other meaning than an inversion of values?" pleaded Hester. "If we frankly invent fairy stories, the more fanciful they are the better, because they set out to be a com- plete vacation from hard realities. But I have always resented such mixtures of fact and fable, of gods and men, as Homer's description of the siege of Troy, for instance. It affects me as tantalizing sane reason to credit men with heroic exploits and then, just as their deeds are about to achieve their natural ends, to interpose actors who are independent of rational cause and effect, and make them defeat the results. But I can see no more superstition in mixing up mythical gods with a Greek tribal conflict than in your making a person out of capital and allowing it to nullify the rational relations between laborers." FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE "Your Greek is surely Greek to me, Hester;" and Mr. Lyon's inability to see any pertinence in the parallel was not feigned. "I can think of nothing that calls for such a com- parison." "Have patience with me just a moment longer, Uncle David," — Hester was not happy in wounding her guardian, but she wi^s obeying a strengthening sense of obligation to be genuine toward the problems she was facing, — "and I will say it in only one more way. It seems to me as plain as the lawn and trees and lake before our eyes that we should make the world better if wc were willing to accept the consequences of some very simple facts. Is it not clear that life is just people learning how to live together so as to help out one another most in turning nature to their uses? Are not people and nature the only real factors in the problem? When we have worked together long enough to have government and laws and beliefs and business, are any new factors really con- cerned? Is it not an illusion if we imagine that these varia- tions are anything more than combinations of the work of nature and of people? Can any business possibly be an ex- ception to this rule? Is not a business merely means that nature affords, fitted by some people's work to furnish their share of the exchanges by which all the people in the world satisfy their wants? Is there any sanction in unspoiled rea- son for excluding from a business some of the persons who have created it, and giving their places to this upstart ficti- tious person, Capital? Have not the people who put their lives into the business made themselves more a part, of it than those who merely put in their money? Can a system built on the contrary assumption be anything but an accumulation of accidents? Is it not a complete inversion of values, a jugglery of greedy force, a conspiracy to consecrate wrong, if we try to perpetuate this structure of fictions in the place of nature?" Mr. Lyon was entirely free from misgivings in classing Hester's ideals as a somewhat more advanced variation of cry- ing for the moon. Upon that supposition he was wise in pre- suming that experience would be the best teacher, and he restricted himself to the incredulous prediction, "As you grow older, Hester, you will probably learn that there are difficul- ties in the way of putting our preferences in the place of the plan the world was built on." BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE Hester refrained from reminding her guardian that he was again begging the question, but she saw more plainly than ever that the clue to the difference between them was his ina- bility to conceive that anything remained to be discovered about the world's workings. She offered larger bonds than she was aware for the lawfulness of her thinking, when she further confessed : — "I acknowledge I have no idea how far it is pos- sible to go at once toward changing capitalistic business into human business. Perhaps it may require an era merely to install the belief that this is the next great problem. It may be that evangelizing the world with such a gospel would be salvation enough for one epoch. I'm afraid I shall not be a patient waiter for the fruits of this righteousness till all the world has received its seeds. Such a religion ought to begin early to be justified by its works as it goes along. At all events, if I understand Mr. Graham, he is simply a prophet of this faith. He is not an enemy of business. He wants business to make itself more human by repudiating an irra- tional principle. He insists that every worker in every busi- ness shall be recognized as a partner in the business, with his proportionate share of property in the business and influence upon its policy. He does not profess to know how the pro- portions of property and influence will be worked out. He claims only that the next move toward fixing these propor- tions must be admission of the neglected principle. So much at least he demands now in the name of justice, and all the facts that I can see tell me he is right." For several minutes Edith Edgerly had been standing be- hind her father, her hands resting caressingly on his shoul- ders, and as it seemed to her husband, instinctively guarding Mr. Lyon against something impending. Edith was nearer than Mrs. Lyon to thinking and feeling as Hester did ; but quicker sense of the crushing meaning which submission to such valuations would have for one man, than of the advance it would mark for other men, spurred wife and daughter alike to silent resentment. While absorbed in her inquest, Hester had not failed to regret the tension in their family circle, yet she did not doubt that it was unavoidable. It seemed merely a reduced reflection of the business conflict. She saw no hope that the one could disappear without the other ; but she was in doubt whether her skirmishing had more 285 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE NOVICE advanced or retarded the adjustment of either situation ; and no one in the group felt more relief in following Logan's timely call for a sail in the launch before sunset. BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE PRICE OF PROGRESS Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE PRICE OF PROGRESS XVII THE PRICE OF PROGRESS "We should have no saving of life by means of the operating room if some one hadn't the nerve to cause suffering for the sake of relieving it." MRS. LYON alone remained at The Lodge. The rest of the party took the early Monday morning train for the city, with the understanding that if the weather held good all would return for one more Sunday at the Lake. Mr. Lyon planned to take his meals at the Club and to sleep at Logan's apartments. Hester was visiting Elsie. The schedule for the week was rather crowded, but nothing was in sight to show that the season's conflict was nearing a decision. The Edgerlys consorted with a University coterie who called themselves The Riffraff. They had been drawn to- gether by miscellaneous attractions. Before they were fully aware of their affinities, Fessenden of the economic depart- ment observed that they were what the sociologists would call a group; and he explained that the reason why sociologists existed was that there were a few things left not worth any- one's else attention. The members of the bunch scorned to inquire whether the joke was on the sociologists or them- selves; but from that hour they began to have a group-con- sciousness, which they afterwards learned was also sociolog- ical. Without deliberation for or against, and without sur- veying themselves in the abstract, as we are viewing them, they spontaneously assumed the function of academic safety- valve. They admitted that they were a providential pro- vision against the pressure of too protracted and pervasive profundity. Their operations were not reduced to rule. They mostly happened. When human nature could endure no longer, they fell back on reversion to type. Their only plan was to have no plan, but to vary their recuperations according to a general law of non-conformity. They descended upon one another's abodes in designedly irregular rotation. Usu- ally by themselves, but occasionally for the redemption of a wider University constituency, they behaved like naughty boys getting even with parole-officialing academic dignity. FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE PRICE OF PROGRESS The old guard of the group numbered exactly twenty. As many more had been recruited from time to time. They were the men and women of the academic community who had the most compatible and infectious gifts of laughter or its proxies, and the temper to make them restorative and tonic. They were no close corporation. Their boundaries were adjustable. Within the circle indeed were two or three pairs of feudists who departmentally were always at each other's throats, but in the group atmosphere professional ani- mosities were as evanescent as professors' salaries. The Riff- raff merged with everything non-vocational about the Uni- versity, and once or twice a year it managed to fuse the whole faculty body for an hour or two into a mass of homogeneous good-fellowship. This time the call had read : — The Riffraff collects with the Edgerlys Monday evening. Committee of the whole to consider the state of the Universe. Mrs. Edgerly had asked Hester and Elsie. They came for dinner too ; and the table talk was largely biographic of the more salient personalities to be expected. It was not like the usual rallies of The Riffraff. The com- bined effort to relax placed no net result to its credit beyond general disclosure of unreconciled temper toward social con- ditions. Vacation was just over, it is true, and "the strain of toil, the stress of care" had not yet told to the reacting point. The real reason, however, was subtler. Along with the smoke and the Stock Yards' aroma, the strike streaked the University atmosphere. And it was not with the surface effect of dust that a tuft of feathers whisks from its lodgment. It was the drain of vims in the blood. The Edgerlys were the only University family with a negotiable interest in the labor issue, but it would have been hard to find a member of the faculties who was not brooding over the situation as though it were his immediate individual affair. Few of them had definite and organized opinions that would go far as a basis of settlement. They had rather desultory and disquiet- ing feelings, fine scruples that this, that and the other aspect of the case on either side ought not so to be, compunctions that the morals on trial were vulgarly under ^ade, but withal a curiously concerted certainty of dogmatic imprecision that somebody ought to do something. 292 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE PRICE OF PROGRESS David Lyon's vocabulary would not have enabled him to characterize this state of mind as a coincidence of neuras- thenic parallels. If he had known where to borrow the terms, and had been advised of the occasion for their use, he would doubtless have employed them promptly. He would thus have satisfied his conscience without unparliamentary divulg- ings. In spirit, too, he would have represented most of his directors, but they would have troubled themselves less about non-conducting language. Yet the diagnosis would have quite misconstrued the sig- nificance of this academic sentiment. Only a small fraction of the University community had given more than layman's attention to labor problems, from the standpoint either of the business man or of the social theorists; yet almost without exception the faculty men reacted to social conflicts as promptly as temperature to the sundown. Without an articu- late account of it, they were accepting themselves as parts of a social conscience in the making. As a result of influences which they could not have scheduled, they were forming the habit of looking at themselves as among the responsible par- ties behind all the good or evil of society. Though they had no ready cures for moral ills, they were fast shedding the shame of secretiveness about the ills' existence. Their in- stinct was becoming declarative that a breakdown anywhere in the social process was not wholly, nor perhaps mostly, a re- fusal of individuals to keep faith with the social order; but more a probable case against the intelligence of the ways in which society was trying to work. For David Lyon's kind to despise the symptomatic value of such people, was as fatu- ous as it would be to deny their competence to ring in an alarm, because they didn't belong to the fire department. When an individual has gone wrong there may be some hope of bringing him back by ridicule. When it is a whole industrial system, ridicule has the effect of much ado about nothing, till particular persons can be haled before the bar of public opinion, charged with specific and recognized trans- gressions. The fly in the ointment of The Riffraff was invisible to the naked eye, and this was the prime unsettling of their spirits. That the economic process in Chicago was nearing halt on a dead center, was plain enough. That civilized industries were not beyond liability to such arrest, was sad enough. But the FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE PRICE OF PROGRESS worry to the dispassionate observer was that no distinguish- able individuals were in sight to whom it could fairly be said, "Thou axt the man 1" No corporation in the country had a more spotless reputation than the Avery Company. Its officers and largest stockholders were among the people of whom Chicago was proudest. On the other hand, the more the strike leaders pressed their case, the stronger the set of public opinion toward Halleck's early conclusions. University sentiment was more sensitive than that of the general public to both sides of the dilemma. There was a stealthy feeling that a social deadlock was somehow a contra- diction in the logic of life. There was half-conscious confes- sion of humiliation and guilt at inability to speak the word that might expose the flaw in the reasoning and start up action along its rational course. This sense of incompetence gave the pitch for the evening. Seymour, one of the biologists, was the first to arrive, and he brought Graham as his guest. He would not have gone so far without an accomplice. It was Hester's work; and her private reasons went back to Graham the individual, not the Institution. She had urged Seymour to come early, promis- ing to be answerable for the consequences. Seymour and Graham had roomed in the same hall for three years at Har- vard. Between the alternatives of conflict and complement open to such opposites they had accomplished a durable nat- ural selection of the latter. Hester's suggestion to Seymour, who was a long-time friend, had been that Logan Lyon would be invited by his sister; and that a meeting, under such cir- cumstances, might do something indirectly toward settling the strike. If the argument was ingenuous in its substance, it was slightly overdrawn in its sanguineness, and besides thai it was surreptitiously advanced several numbers in the rating. In this particular connection, the strike was in fact quite inci- dental to Hester's more personal purposes. Halleck, whom Edgerly had invited, was the only other guest. When Seymour presented his friend to Edgerly, and later to Lyon, it was "Graham of Harvard," "Edgerly of Yale," "Lyon of Princeton." Beyond this it sufficed that they were gentlemen. After Hester felt that Graham had settled his dues to his hosts, she manoeuvered a topic which included the Edgerlys and Seymour, but offered no inducements to Graham. BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE PRICE OF PROGRESS The elision occurred according to a law not mentioned by Grimm; and furthermore the phonetic change was appar- ently unobserved when Graham detached Elsie from the dis- course, and formed a diphthong which at once showed capa- bilities of sustaining itself without adventitious support. Hester's back was turned, but she needed no assurance that details were immaterial. With an introspective withdrawal not betrayed to the rest of the circle, she indulged a momen- tary reflection that things were not so insuperably intractable after all. In any event, her self-imposed function of media- tion had been discharged without announcing itself, and the inward reward was prodigally disproportioned to the visible merit. "I wonder. Miss Kissinger," Graham ventured, "if an out- lawed Institution still rouses enough curiosity to bring a neg- ligible individual within the range of vision." "The Institution has been behaving so atrociously of late," Elsie reservedly replied, "that the individual may perhaps elicit a degree of morbid interest from the thoughtless and injudicious." "Then the individual must be in for a lonesome time of it this evening," sighed Graham, "unless there are non-apparent resources for diluting the social medium." They had taken a few steps toward the library door, and the Colonial fire-place which occupied one end of the room at once struck Graham as a strategic position. Without allow- ing space for an answer, he continued : — "One of those chim- ney corners might possibly take us back to the Boston level at which we parted company." "I haven't decided yet," skidded Elsie, while they moved slowly in the proposed direction, "whether the Boston that I found had risen above or fallen below the chimney corner level." "At this moment," Graham deposed complaisantly, as they occupied one of the settles, "there is no room in my mind for doubt that, compared with a particular chimney corner, Bos- ton, past, present or future, is a sub-basement." Elsie was neither prepared for a metamorphosis of Graham into the ordinary society jollier, nor was she so inexperienced as to attach more than a surface meaning to such speeches, even from the most matter-of-fact men. On the whole the re- mark affected her as probably a made-over from the student 295 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE PRICE OF PROGRESS repertoire, and it was distinctly disappointing. Graham in earnest was impressive. She feared for the staying powers of the interest if he began to exhibit the marks of a tner-out of debutantes. Graham's next lead was hardly more fortunate : — "The facts might easily be distorted into the charge that I had been shadowing you and Miss Kinzie." "And the undistorted facts are?" queried Elsie. "My program takes me often into your charity district, and I have several times had to execute some quick right- abouts to keep outside your lines." "I see," Elsie interpreted, "the Brahmin avoids the Sudra's shadow." "On the contrary," amended Graham, "the unsanctified respects the .sanctuary. If the sort of thing you are doing weren't so futile, it would be holy." Elsie was not sure whether Graham's real emphasis was on the depreciation or the praise, but she left the move with him by the inquisitive protest: — "Then you imagine one's con- science may be so easy with its secret of futility that one needs to be taunted with it?" Graham was both pleased, and at the same time, in the classic English of his self-examination, "stung." He was happily surprised by Elsie's insight, but she made what he intended as sincere, if qualified, appreciation look like brutal- ity. Yet her implied anticipation of the thought in his mind was a sign that she had looked farther into the situation than he had expected. He was disgusted with himself for his awk- ward beginning, but his very blunders helped him the sooner to find firm footing for frankness. He was more like Elsie's previous &stimate of him when he further explained, instead of retracting: — "If you look at it in that way. Miss Kissinger, whether it is holy or not, it is heroic. I have come across plenty of traces lately of you and Miss Kinzie doing things fit to earn you sainthood, and I meant to applaud them heartily. I wish you would tell me though just what led from my way of put- ting it to your phrase 'secret of futility.' " "Confessing for myself costs nothing," Elsie answered de- liberately, "but I can speak for no one else. You mustn't infer from me anything about Miss Kinzie. How far we think alike or differently, I have no right to say. I don't BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE PRICE OF PROGRESS mind telling you, though, that I have kept on doing friendly visiting with the feeling of carrying a mangled child to the hospital after I had been riding in the machine that ran him down. There would be some virtue, I suppose, in making all the amends in my power, but there would have been so much more in preventing the reckless driving." "Have you ever carried that idea over to the credit of the Institution, Miss Kissinger?" suggested Graham searchingly. "Why ! Mr. Graham," and Elsie was instantly almost bel- ligerent; "at this moment the Institution is the only reckless driver! Isn't it just as bad for the boy, whether he is run over by the freight truck or the fire engine?" "But," pleaded Graham, "you might have pardoned the engine driver for running over one child, if he had saved the Iroquois hundreds?" They stopped a moment to take bearings. Each picture seemed plausible, but neither was satisfying. After adjust- ing her reflections as well as she could, Elsie showed that she was puzzled more than defiant, when she speculated, "Isn't the answer that no driver can be sure of saving the hundreds, but he may take care of the one?" "If you will pardon me. Miss Kissinger," Graham resisted, "I think that is just the feminine of it. It is emotionally fine to help the near individual, but it is rationally weak to mag- nify him over the remoter many." "Of course," yielded Elsie, with scoffing humility, "it is my duty to believe that the masculine of it is the right of it, but sooth to say I have never been so persuaded. The hypothet- ical many in the distance may be worth more than the actual one present, but reason seems to me stronger if it makes sure of the real one, and deals with the unreal many when they materialize. Preachments and programs about humanity may have their place, but the need of the Higgins family next block is a neighborly hand. It seems to me that real human- ity must mean joining one neighborly hand to another till all the world is in touch. I can't understand the arithmetic that expects to sum up the whole by leaving out the parts." "And you lay that at the door of the Institution?" wondered Graham. "Why shouldn't I, Mr. Graham? When you explained your campaign in Boston, it sounded almost convincing. But i come back to the Avery district and everything seems to FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE PRICE OF PROGRESS contradict your theory. A year ago the region was full of peo- ple who were getting on in the world with tolerable satisfac- tion. They were working hard, but instead of finding fault with that, most of them would have given up all the hopes they had ever pinned to luck, or politics, or fine sounding theories or anything else, for the assurance of a chance to do that same kind of work to the end of their days. Those of them who were careful had saved something from their earn- ings. They were adding comforts to their homes. They were starting their children better than they started them- selves. They didn't live in Paradise. They had heard of spots on the sun, and they knew of exasperating things about government, and even about their own industry. In propor- tion to the substantial welfare of their lot, however, the eco- nomic and political evils were hardly more prominent in their calculation than the sun spots. Now comes the strike, and in place of that prosperous and comfortable and decently con- tented population, all are unhappy, hundreds are miserable, and scores are desperate. What is the change for? To elevate 'Labor!' Where is this 'Labor,' and what is it? You would say it is all-the-laborers, and they can be benefited only at the cost of some-of-the-laborers. What the employers fall back on sounds a little more impersonal, but it really comes to the same thing. They say everything must yield to the interests of Capital. In either case it's imaginary people pre- ferred to real people. Both the strikers and the corporation have a theory of the greatest good of the greatest number, but in practice the only ones you can be sure of don't count in the least. Between your upper and nether millstones of Capital and Labor you grind the life out of the actual, near, flesh and blood man who is most worth considering. He bears the brunt, whether of work or fight; but whatever happens to him Capital and Labor manage between them to keep work or fight going on in the interest of the absentees, who in either ca,se are in no danger." It was not easy for Graham to deflect the force of this ar- raignment, especially as his own thoughts had been running in the same direction. In sheer fighting strength the organi- zation had gained with every week of the strike. But the tolls of war had to be paid, and experience at the place of collec- tion tended to make tlic price look larger than its purchase. In [>rinciple Graham had never faltered for a moment, nor 208 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE PRICE OF PROGRESS as far as he knew had any of his supporters. For substantially the same reasons that Elsie had expressed, however, he had lately been turning over in his mind the possibility of terms with the Avery Company that would leave the skirmish line a visible distance in advance of its original position, and would relieve the first combatants by transferring the thick of the fight to another part of the field. Simply because he had not been able to hit upon a feasible proposition, he was obliged to decide that the time had not come for altering the plan of campaign. Graham had hardly more heart than hope for an effort to acclimate Elsie's sympathies to such a north temperate at- mosphere. He was not comfortable under her criticism; still there was refreshment in the contrast between her warmth toward people in particular and the necessary chill of a war policy that had to treat humanity as an abstraction. Nor upon second thought was he inordinately proud of his gen- eralization that a presumption in favor of actual people, as against contingent prospects, was peculiarly feministic. On the contrary, he remembered that precisely this preference was the first principle of practical business. He saw that an apol- ogy was due to Elsie, and that he must accept the burden of proof that her bird in the hand was not worth his two in the bush. His confidence in his own judgment was not waver- ing, but he was almost as uncertain of his wish as of his ability to change Elsie's view. His usual decisiveness was well in the background as he took up his defense. "You wouldn't admit. Miss Kissinger, that you are appeal- ing to the philosophy of 'let well enough alone?' " Elsie was unhappily neither as sure as Graham of her out- come, nor was she as reliant upon her own reasoning. She was in contact with a mass of saddening facts, and she con- nected them correctly with their immediate occasions. Be- yond this she was in the same fog with older and wiser peo- ple. If there was a difference, it was that few of the older and wiser gave themselves as much uneasiness about a fog- dispeller. Graham's insinuation touched a specially tender spot, and he charged up another gaucherie to himself when Elsie answered : — "Is that degree of harshness necessary, Mr. Graham ? One might suppose it would count as a mitigating circumstance that I said first aid to the injured is futile com- pared with shutting off the supply of injuries?" FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE PRICE OF PROGRESS Graham could have choked himself for his tactlessness. It was a new experience to miscue in this stupid fashion. He felt as though he had suddenly found out that one of his senses had stopped working. He thought it must have been his campaign habits. A season of sharpshooting at the worst and the weakest in opposing opinions must have reorganized him for offense only. At the same time Elsie was trying to restrain herself from too fickle parting with her illusion that Graham was tolerant and magnanimous. His uneasiness was so obtrusive, how- ever, that she could understand it only as a taking of liberty to be angry at her disagreement. With a doughty effort to put himself right, Graham threw over his misplaced confidence in abstract reasoning, and reck- lessly followed his impulse. It was a lucky stumble into rein- statement in Elsie's sympathy. "I don't know why I'm floundering so, Miss Kissinger," he blurted out boyishly, "but it's probably what's coming to me for dragging the day's work in at all. My instincts claim you as an ally. It was farthest from my intention to worry you into professing my opinions. I have been wrestling all Summer with friends and enemies who had at least the one purpose in common of beating the dust out of one another's arguments. Those of us who were fighting shoulder to shoul- der against the Company have fought one another as hard, not to defeat one another but to chase everything out of our calculations that can't justify itself. It's a terrific test, but in the end it's a mutual benefit. There is nothing like it to prick bubbles and put us face to face both with ourselves and the cold facts. I had no business to go at you as though I wanted to schoolma.ster you into reciting my lessons, and it is more of a surprise to me than to you that I did it. As I think it over now, our organization has been furnishing a pretty good illustration of George Eliot's remark that kicking and cuffing are common folks' wooing. We have improved our mutual understanding and kept up our courage by merciless belaborings of one another. Ever since our Boston talks I've counted you on our side in spirit. It was boorish confiding- ness not to guard you against our sort of attack, but it was that at worst. To tell the truth, the hardest struggle I've had has been with my own misgivings in the very line you have sug- gested. I hope I'm open to conviction, if I'm wrong, but I aoo BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE PRICE OF PROGRESS have nearly sweat blood deciding that it wouldn't be justice in the long run to the people who are sacrificing most, if we should let up before we had clinched something in their favor. I was hungry for a crumb of confirmation from you. Possi- bly my conscience was guilty and came to you for indulgence. I don't like to think so, though. If I can tell the truth about myself, I was just instinctively hoping you had checked up the items in the bill of expense that you had direct knowledge of, and had still found a balance to the credit of the strike. It would be no wonder if you hadn't, but it would have stead- ied me with a whole lot of comfort if you had." How remorseful Graham's confidence had made her feel, Elsie would hardly have cared to admit, but her relenting was unconcealed. She was quite aware that her vanity might have been drugged by Graham's association of her with his cabinet counsellors ; but whether the flattery was artful or art- less, it was conciliating. The constraint between them was gone, and Elsie rather eagerly seized the chance to prove up her impressions with Graham's assistance. "If it will help any," she responded, "to acknowledge that it was the feminine of it to mix my feelings with matters of opinion, I hereby accept my sackcloth and ashes. If you will forget that foolishness, I will further confess that I ought to have racked my soul a good deal more, before I pretended to be sure I had weighed everything in the case. I am not sure, and I know it, and I was really experimenting with your own plan of saying the worst to see what it was worth. Perhaps it would be nearer the truth if I should say that, in spite of my belief that your argument for the strike is strong, if it de- pended on me, after all the consequences of the strike that I have seen in these few weeks, I wouldn't have the courage to say it should continue." "It may be, Miss Kissinger," Graham returned with an ab- stracted manner which Elsie had not seen in him before, "that if it depended on you it would require still more courage to say it should not continue. I'm afraid of lapse into the con- troversial again, and so I merely ask how you could stop with your demand for removal of causes, and not take the next step of recognizing that the whole aim of the strike is to re- move causes." "But if the strike, so far as you can see, multiplies evils in- stead of preventing them ?" pleaded Elsie. FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE PRICE OF PROGRESS "Then," submitted Graham, "is there nothing in the anal- ogy that the most scientific doctor or surgeon often has to make the patient worse before he can make him better? We should have no saving of life by means of the operating room if some one hadn't the nerve to cause suffering for the sake of reliev- ing it. Let us go back to one item in the state of things as you described it before the strike. The people would have jumped at an offer to underwrite their jobs for life. Without reckon- ing any other evil in their lot, isn't it an intolerable situation that, instead of having their jobs safe for life, either Capital or Labor may any minute step in and put them out of their jobs? Isn't it worth something to them to change that condi- tion? Can't they afford to sacrifice and suffer a little while to win security for life?" "In the abstract that is easy to suppose," confirmed Elsie, "but the awful practical problem is to find the line between profitable sacrifice for future good, and profitless prolonging of treatment that only aggravates the disease. In our own case, isn't it time to consider anything possible that might get our people a little fraction of what they have fought for, and then let some other silent partners on the labor side take their turn in distress?" The piano had been the base of operations for the larger group, while only a meagre overflow of the non-musical had trickled into the library. The whole company was now tak- ing possession of its more familiar forum. BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE SOCIOLOGIST Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE SOCIOLOGIST XVIII THE SOCIOLOGIST "The upshot was that all the folks who stopped to talk the matter over between innings agreed that live-and-help- live ought to be the game, and that every body would get more out of it in the end, after it was fairly learned, than they w^ere getting out of the live-and-let-live game." THE ordinary symposium of The Riffraff was modelled after a fox hunt. Anyone who ventured to express an opinion was fair game for the rest. This time the talk had taken an introspective turn that was getting on everybody's nerves. It had become a rather abstract and caustic debate on society in general, and the part that academic people might and mostly do not play in solving social problems. A pessimis- tic shadow was settling over the group when Vance, one of the mathematicians, pointed in a new direction. "No doubt there is a good deal of subsidiary fumigation of the universe," he conceded, "in thus rouging over our own blushes. It seems to have been an artistic piece of work. But the terms of the call led me to expect incidental attention to the fact that we are not the whole thing. We are the belle of the ball of course, and the main interest flutters around our make-up; but at this stage of the preparations wouldn't it tend to insure the success of the function if we heard from the committee of arrangements what is known about the fig- ures and favors?" The allusion would have meant nothing to a stranger, and its point was not seen by the company till Vance had focussed attention on Randall, who had thus far been a silent super- numerary in the library scene. It took but a moment for Vance's hint to do its work. The pack had slipped its leash and was in full cry driving Randall into the open. Randall was one of the sociologists. His personal equation was an indulgently cynical front toward the besetting weak- nesses of his immediate environment, with a concealed storage battery of day and night doggedness to make his prospect pan out. The sententious smile which was a part of his undress 307 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE SOCIOLOGIST uniform, was a modus vivendi between wearied resignation and amused curiosity. That the foolish were requiring of sociology a sign, and that the wise were persuading themselves it was foolishness, served Randall as an exhaustless source of quickening inspiration. It was wholly reassuring, he held, that the sociologist was a prophet without honor. If the big world listened, it would be" something new in mortal grop- ings toward the light; and it would rouse fears in the knowing that after all they were voicing the past instead of the future. It did not feaze Randall that his colleagues generally classed sociology with phrenology and palmistry. He was old enough to remember when biology was in the same doldrums, and he had started his own professional career as the first incumbent of a chair of history and economics, created in a New England college against the protest of every member of the faculty ex- cept the President. The objection was that those subjects were not fit for a place in the curriculum ! Why should his work have an easier time making its way than every previous wid- ening outlook? Randall liked to dream of his subject set- ting such a pace that it could presently afford to take breath at the top of the last hill climbed, and look back compassion- ately on the stragglers struggling up the slope. His vote among the sociologists was always for keeping at their weav- ing while the demand was developing for their goods. There was grim resolution back of his playful dictum that the found- ling social sciences were fast outgrowing their knee-pants, and would soon have to be cutting their clothes from sociological doth. A moment's lull followed Randall's protestation of reluc- tance to break in on a pleasing pastime. Nor was it imme- diately apparent whether he was accepting or declining the challenge ; but that he was not over-awed by the symposium needed no confirmation after he began to speak. He wielded a plausible drawl, and it was one of the accessories that ef- fectively confused the proportions between the facetious and the serious when he was intentionally non-committal. Although he affected a patronizing tone toward the dis- cussion, he saw signs in what had been said that the coterie was promisingly agnostic about some things which it had never before openly questioned. He wanted to help the good work along, and he thought it was a psychological moment for giving it a lift, but he warned himself that the jig would be BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE SOCIOLOGIST up if he betrayed signs of going at the subject very Hterally. Before allowing himself to be inveigled, he sparred defen- sively a few seconds with several assailants at once, and there was little to suggest the propagandist when he finally settled back, with fingers matched over his watch-chain, in decent didactic style, as sign of preparation to impart instruction. "Well then," he began, "since you children insist on romp- ing in my workshop, I must quit my job and watch what will happen. You play with the tools and act now and then as though you might accidentally toss off a respectable piece of work. You might be charged with spasms of almost social intelligence sometimes, if you weren't so coy about being caught in the act. Some day you'll come tiptoeing 'round to our shack begging us to connect up your social theories that stop just short of going alone. You'll find us ready to let by- gones be bygones. We'll help you out, and we won't even say 'I told you so.' You've evidently nibbled on the sly at wind- falls from the tree of knowledge, but the thing you'll no doubt swallow whole, one of these days, is the process concep- tion of life; and then you'll blame the sociologists for not naming an earlier date for a new heaven and earth." Randall radiated on the company one of his most suavely patriarchal expressions, which was his method of advertising that he did not think it expedient to presume on their ripe- ness for further revelations. Fessenden was the first to call him: — "Now you've got your foot in, Randall, go the route ! Let us see if you can make a crossing !" "Oh ! I should hate to ride Dapple Gray too hard in an ex- hibition heat," feinted Randall. "Give us the rest of it, Randall," badgered Gregory, of the Divinity School. "We'll let you off for freeing your mind this time." Randall was in fact by no means sure how he could say his say without lapsing into shop talk. There was another re- version into general chatter, all aimed at harrying him into further offense or defense. When he had resisted enough to insure a hearing, he resumed, with an availing injured-inno- cence effect: — "Although you have no use for my way of thinking, it may please you if I pay a passing compliment to yours, "rhe flow of soul of which I have been an enraptured observer this 309 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE SOCIOLOGIST evening has unfolded to me your dazzling conception that life is a nest of boxes. With hardly restrained delight I have made out your penetrating idea that the puzzle is to find which be- longs inside of which. I notice that you expect some day to get them all correctly assorted, and cozily stowed away, each in its foreordained place ; whereupon the millennium will be ready to receive callers. You make some brave little sorties with other catch-words, but you don't get beyond retreating distance from your cubby-hole conception. Your heaven and hell are just the biggest boxes in the outfit, where your ma- chine-turned righteous and wicked are to be stationary in their respective eternities ; and your society is an assortment of the same sort of boxes, set on wheels and cut up into compart- ments to match the various calibres of your good and bad contract-labor migrants, consigned through this intermediate human state to the final distributing point. I hate to disturb your party with the news that the whole thing you've arranged for in this smug fashion is not a nest of boxes at all. It's a continuous performance transformation scene, and the play is for all the actors to scamper every minute to find them- selves in the new setting. "That's only the beginning; but if you'll run home by and by, and think over it quietly, I don't mind telling a little more of the tale. You can piece it out for yourselves from things you may see any day out of your own windows, if you don't put too many old age spectacles on your noses." "At this rate, Randall, you'll reach the climax that the sun usually rises in the east and sets in the west," was Fessenden's note of appreciation. "No ! No !" cheerfully retorted Randall. "God forbid my too rudely jostling anyone's sustaining faith that the sun has gone into a permanent decline." Randall rapidly calculated that his psychological moment could not last always, and he pulled out a few more stops, rather with a view to volume than distinctness. "You'll have to take my word for it. Your glossaries don't English our Yiddish. But the truly wise in their generation have found out that a hurry-call has gone in to change over the world's morals from a categorical to a functional basis. It's a cryptogram to all but the psychologists, and they may have got the key before we did. They've been so busy rum- maging the secret drawers of consciousness with it, however, 310 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE SOCIOLOGIST that they've left pretty much all out-doors to us. There may be some quicker way, but the only direction I can give for finding out what it means, is to Summer it and Winter it till it seems like home folks. Traces of it have seeped into the heads of a few people ever since philosophizing began, but it is still known to commerce only under the poison sign. Meanwhile, a good deal that has passed as immorality has been virtue trav- eling incog — that is, irrepressible nature forcing practice ahead of rules." Randall again affected pained surprise at the small fire of sarcasm that greeted his runic generalizations. "I know it sounds a little heavy for Mother Goose," he apol- ogized, "but I'm only used to saying it to people who have learned the lingo. I don't know whether it will strike you as more condensed or diluted, but as a pedagogical plunge I'll try — happy thought! I'll give you a few leaves out of my Constructive History Studies, designed and executed for the use of infants of days at a stage of arrested precocity which I can imagine without complete segregation from the present company." The medley of "Hear! Hear!" and "Boo! Boo!" in mascu- line and feminine chorus, was in tune with Randall's temper, and served its purpose of prodding his effort. "Also!" he began. "Once upon a time the world woke up. One fine morning somebody, whose name has unfortunately been forgotten, stopped grubbing on the ground-worm plan and said to himself, 'There's something in my mind's eye that doesn't exist anywhere else ; but it looks worth while and I'm for it! Therein the scheme of things first showed its hand. From that on the mind's eye sets the mark, and the human process begins as a game of see-it-first-and-get-all-of-it- I-can. 'Twas a great thing for the world, this birthday of the mind's eye game, and if we only knew what day of the month it fell on, we might sometime make it a bigger holiday and a saner than the Fourth of July. At the start, it's no very nice game, nor a polite. The mind's eye doesn't picture very lady- like things, and there's no great squeamishness about how to get them. It turns out later though that the whole game is a way of getting the mind's eye to see things better worth while, and improving tastes about ways of putting them on the active list. The things first in the mind's eye don't keep their attraction very long. Either getting them or finding them FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE SOCIOLOGIST out of reach leaves the mind's eye free to pick out something else ; and after the game is fairly under way there is no telling how fast these new worth-whiles will put in an appearance. "Minds' eyes get pointed toward new things partly by find- ing other minds' eyes standing in their light. Some things look all the more worth while if other mind's eyes are watch- ing them, and grabbing grows greedier on that account. After a bruising time of playing the game under devil- take-the-hindmost rules, a few minds' eyes get a picture of a game of live-and-let-live. It seems as though that might be a mighty restful change from the game of grab. A lot of peo- ple get excited over rules for playing it. Other people can't make it look good. They so conveniently get what they want under grab rules that they don't care to take risks with dif- ferent regulations. "So, instead of getting a chance to settle down quietly, the folks with live-and-let-live in their minds' eye have a more rough-and-tumble time than ever with the folks who have only grab in their eye. At last the gentler folk so far out- count the rougher that, by sheer force of numbers, live-and- let-live becomes the game. No more knocking on the head. No more making some people slave for the rest. No more taking some people's food and clothes away because other peo- ple want to be fatter and warmer, or because they find it easier to rob than to work. That's all foul. The game now is for everyone to have his own things. If anyone doesn't consent to this, everyone else is to join in and make him. "The live-and-let-live game enjoys no end of popularity till folks have cleared the way for playing it. There is some sadness over parting with the mind's eye, to be sure; but there's never a gain without some small loss. Though there'll be nothing for a mind's eye to do, after the live-and-let-live game begins, the fun of the game will more than make up for any benefit that used to come from watching out for better things. "But it is not so very long before folks find that it isn't working that way. Somehow or other the mind's eye gets busier than ever, and it finds a whole lot of new things worth while. It's a glorious thing to play a game in which every one is let alone by everyone else, and everyone is free to make the most of oneself, according to one's own sweet will. All is as gay as a May-day frolic when the new rules go into force; BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE SOCIOLOGIST but before long the fun begins to flag. Perhaps the prospect is too bright for the mind's eye to bear. At any rate, many complaints are heard that things look queer. The live-and- let-live game has the field, yet folks are not happy, and the minds' eyes seem all at sea. They are filled with such a fog of ugly things-as-they-are, that they can't make steady pic- tures of things that would be worth while. This live-and-let- live game has got folks into a nasty mess. It never was so in- tended in the least. No one would have thought it before- hand, but living in one's own way, and letting everyone else do the same, came to a pass where a few minds' eyes made out that if some kinds of folks lived in their way, they played the mischief with other kinds of folks who wanted to live another way. Some folks wanted to earn their daily bread, and eat it with as little fuss as need be, and then to spend the rest of their time wholesomely exercising their minds and bodies, or in making merry with their friends. Other folks could see nothing worth while but stores of bread ; and not satisfied with eating their own and then living decent lives, they spent their time cornering the bread that other folks needed to eat. The first kind of folks said that the second kind of folks were making a fool of the whole game. They not only wanted to play for bread alone, but they turned all the bread they didn't want to eat into a form that was not fit for anyone else to eat, but was useful only for making more useless bread. This was a quirk in the live-and-let-live rules that nobody had expected and nobody understood. The deuce of it was that it seemed to make everybody's mind's eyesight worse and worse. Nobody was any longer fit to be trusted about what was worth while. The folks that wanted to do nothing but heap up the stale bread couldn't see straight about what was worth while for their bodies or their minds or their friends ; but most of those who didn't care for bread not necessary for food, also sadly neglected body and mind and friends, because the necessary food was so fearfully hard to get. The live-and-let-live game, that looked so brave before it was tried, had turned out to mean, Everybody let Smith live as he pleases, even if Smith finds a way to live so that Jones must live in Smith's way or not live at all. 'Twas bully for Smith, but rough on Jones. But the Jones tribe outnumbered the Smiths a hundred to one, and when the Joneses found their affairs going from bad to worse, many of their minds' eyes grew quite wild, hunting FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE SOCIOLOGIST for something worth while when the game was getting so mixed." Randall's parody had caught on with the company. It put the issue they were all bothered about in such third-personal shape that it did not strain the group code. At the same time, this homely whittling down to a point gave everyone the feel- ing that Randall was really saying something, whether they could agree with it or not. For once The Riffraff dropped its disguise and became for the moment perniciously thoughtful. Probably no one in the lot was less likely to be convinced than Tracey of the Law School ; but so far as he went he spoke the sense of the meeting, both in the spirit and in the saving rem- nant of sporty letter, when he encouraged : — "Run your string out, Randall! We're with you, win or lose." Accepting the terms as all that could reasonably be de- manded, Randall proceeded: — "Just as a great many folks were getting desperate, and vowing the only thing to do was to break up the game altogether, some minds' eyes, that had been watching the game without making much head or tail out of it, got an image of a new worth-while. They caught a little different slant of light on the game, and the rules of live-and-let-live had become live-and-help-live. 'Twas aston- ishing how different the game looked ! 'Twas hard to recog- nize it as the old game at all. "It didn't take long before these few people, with a new worth-while in their minds' eyes, began to hear from one an- other. After a bit they got in the habit of coming together between innings, squatting down on the grass, and talking over improvement of the game. One would say, 'All the chance there is in the world belongs to us all alike, to play the game for all it's worth. Why should any of us have the right to block the game for the rest of us?' "Then another would say, 'Yes, indeed! Why? It's all well enough for us to let one another live in our own way, but what's going to happen when we get in one another's way?' " 'That's the talk !' chimes in a third ; 'have the Smiths any more right to get in the Joneses' way than the Joneses have in the Smiths'? If the Joneses want to enjoy their bodies and their minds and their friends, after they've earned enough bread to fill their stomachs, why should they be prevented by the Smiths' craze for cornering bread?' 314 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE SOCIOLOGIST "Then a fourth would get in his word : — 'Everybody with his mind's eye open knows now-a-days that the worth-while is to have just enough bread so we can make the most of our bodies and our minds and our friends. If we make too much of the bread, we scamp the other things ; and if we try to do without the bread, and have the other things, we slip up on the whole business. We're all out after the worth-while, but nobody can do everything. No one has any more right to try for the worth-while than another. No one has any right to hinder another's trying. It looks to me as though the only way to get the most of the worth-while is for everybody to join in helping everybody else, by swapping off chances that we can't use to piece out our own worth-while, for chances that the other fellow can't use. In that way each will fill out his own worth-while, with the least surplus of not-worth-while on his hands.' " 'That's all very well,' puts in a fifth, 'but what are you going to do if some of the Smiths won't play that way? They're always saying it's none of their affair if the Joneses are short of worth-while. The Smiths have got things fixed so they can get all the fresh bread they want, and can humor their fad of piling up stale bread ; while the Joneses have got to stop trying for the other worth-whiles and help the Smiths heap up their musty bread, in order to get a bare living al- lowance.' " 'I'll tell you what!' shouts a sixth. 'There's always got to be some Johnsons in the game to tell both Smiths and Joneses when they're offside. Nobody ought to be allowed in the game that isn't working out a part of the worth-while for everybody else. Instead of the Smiths and the Joneses crowding each other out of their different sorts of worth-while, it's as you just said. Number 4. Each ought to have a fair agreement to piece out the unfinished parts of the others' worth-while with some of the surplus of his own worth-while. If either of them clog this arrangement by carrying their own worth- while too far, it should be the Johnsons' business to call a halt, and tell them this isn't the old false-pretense live-and-let-live game any more ; it's the improved live-and-help-live game.' "About that time someone not so noisy as the rest would speak up. 'I've been thinking,' he would say, 'and I believe I can see where we've been making our mistake. We've talked as though it wasn't one game at all, but as many different 315 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE SOCIOLOGIST games as there were people, and each a game of solitaire going on in each one's private room, that had no connection with anyone's else private room. If that had been the case, our live-and-let-live rules would have been perfect, if we had made it impossible for anyone to break into anyone's else private room. But the fact is that all sorts of wires and tubes and levers and belts and wheels connect everyone's room directly or indirectly with everyone's else room. The tenants in some of the rooms wanted to use all this machinery as though it be- longed to their rooms alone, and didn't care what effect it had in other rooms. That presently tangled the machinery up so it may any minute stop altogether.' "That would start another of the quieter men. 'I agree with the last speaker in the main,' he would say, 'but his fig- ure is confusing. The fact is we must go back to the simple rudiments of the game. The whole thing is experience of our minds' eyes in sighting worth-whiles that are all-in-all more worth while than what had passed for worth while ; and experience of our all 'round abilities in getting those minds' eyes' worth-whiles into reality. Now the thing we've run up against is that the Smith kind of folks want the game to stop with their kind of worth-while, instead of keeping on to other folks' worth-whiles. We've got to make up our minds that it takes all the different sorts of worth-whiles that the dif- ferent kinds of players discover to make up the big worth- while of the whole game. And we may as well decide first as last that something is wrong if anyone's worth-while is put- ting anyone else out of the game. What we need is a code of rules that will make the whole game set the limits for any lit- tle part of the game, instead of allowing the Smiths to run their own game and other people's too.' "The upshot was that all the folks who stopped to talk the matter over between innings agreed that live-and-help-live ought to be the game, and that everybody would get more out of it in the end, after it was fairly learned, than they were get- ting out of the live-and-let-live game. "But the more people joined in these between-inning talks, and the more worth while the live-and-help-live game seemed in their minds' eyes, the gustier it looked for the game as it was going on. These between-inning talks were of course passed along to everyone in the game, and while they were taking place some of the Joneses started to throw mud at some BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE SOCIOLOGIST of the Smiths. Then some of the Smiths of course shied stones at some of the Joneses, and it really looked as though the game might go back to the old bruise and kill and grab, before it could reform itself into live-and-help-live. "One of the troubles was that, although the Smiths were not all agreed among themselves that the new rules would be bad, nor all the Joneses that the rules would be good, on the whole the Smiths fought them, while the Joneses defended them, and the Smiths had to stick with the Smiths, and the Joneses with the Joneses, so that the game was no longer on its merits, but it was turned into a row between the Smiths and the Joneses, neither caring much for the others nor for the rest of the players. "That is as far as the thing has got. If you read tomorrow morning's newspaper with your eyes wide open, you'll see that nothing much has been going on today except that a good many different breeds of Smiths have been charging ahead with their own particular worth-whiles, regardless whether they bowled over any of the Joneses' worth-whiles or not. At the same time the Joneses have been just as nasty toward the Smiths, but not quite so successful. If there is anything worth noticing in the paper beside this, you will have to find it mostly between the lines. If the papers know it, they don't print it. The fact is that this jumble of the game really worth playing, that is growing so senseless under the hypo- critical live-and-let-live rules, is dividing the people into two opposing camps, the camp that is bound the rules of live- and-help-live shall come, and the camp bound they shall not come. The only moves of first-rate importance in the world today or any other day, till the rules are revised, are ground gainers for one or the other of those camps. The thing we're deciding now, and probably for a good many generations to come, is whether the rules hereafter are to be dictated by the dog-in-the-manger, or by the whole farm." Translating Randall's story as it went along, into terms of the pending labor situation in Chicago, the group had really listened with a good deal of respect. Something more seemed to be looked for, and as a transition from his pedagogical role Randall concluded: "All of which, being interpreted, sim- mers down to the inevitable : — When a real demand arises for more thorough publicity of any human activity, or for a more FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE SOCIOLOGIST general franchise of all the actors in bringing their full per- sonality into play in the whole activity, democracy is march- ing on, and some time or other, in some way or other, the de- mand is bound to prevail." No one was quite ready to commit himself either for or against this sweeping thesis. Even Fessenden leaned more to- wards Randall's ideas than he thought it was professional eti- quette to admit. To bluff out his opposition he good na- turedly sneered : — "Behold how History again repeats herself I The senti- mental mountain labors and brings forth the sociological mouse 1" "No doubt it looks that way if one has reached the creepy stage," calmly assented Randall. "Keep your eye on the mouse though, while you're sobering off, and see it grow into the army of occupation." "Time's up!" announced Edgerly. "Cakes and ale in the kitchen !" Even that euphemism was almost sumptuous for the rations the rules allowed ; but the dining room scene was always the epilogue of The Riffraff play. As the migrating movement began, Randall raised his voice for a parting pronounce- ment: — "I almost forgot something," he appended. "I'd just like to leave in your minds another version of my original text. It'll pay to ponder it : — The sap of the tree of life is any juice that makes it grow; not the primings and the groomings it gets from foresters and horticulturists." .118 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE WAR COLLEGE Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE WAR COLLEGE XIX THE WAR COLLEGE "It ought to be easy for old college men to take up a mooted question in the same spirit they used to show when they got a good grip on a subject for debate If there was something to be said after all for the moon's being made of green cheese, it never entered their heads to block discussion by pleading vested rights." HESTER and Elsie, with Halleck, rode in Logan Lyon's auto the few blocks to the Kissingers' house. They were hardly in their seats when Lyon started to unburden his mind : — "No mistake about it, there's something freaky in this sea- son's Chicago air ! Everyone is catching it. That man Ran- dall pretty near had me going. If I believe what he seems to, I don't know it, but several of the things he said might have been cribbed from my own words, when I was having some fun with a bunch of our directors the day we heard the strike decision last Spring. I've said a lot of such things in kidding matches with Edgerly, but they have a different sound when they come back at you from the other fellow. You have all pimpled out at times with the same rash, and there's your father, Elsie, not to speak of Graham's eruption, and Edgerly would have been safer quarantined years ago. I suspect that whole University crowd would vote for anarchy tomorrow, if they had a chance with the Australian ballot." "And if we had you strung up by the heels, Logan," ban- tered Halleck, "and shook your pockets out, wouldn't we gather in a few stickers of the same color?" "That's the devil of it," sputtered Lyon. "Nobody knows how much he is smeared with the same pitch. They're al- ways saying we must change human nature before we can alter the institutions of society. If these conniptions mean anything, the human nature is looking out for its share all right. I'm getting a flying start toward a flop into the fatal- ism that it will take a revolution to bring us straight up against lunacy as it works. A little of it in practice would be 32S FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE WAR COLLEGE good and plenty, and then we'd be in a pious state of mind for hard sense." "Suppose we should begin to inure ourselves to the rig- ors," Hester mildly mocked, "by dismissing the machine and going the rest of the way afoot?" "You two precious plotters may go the rest of the way afoot," fumed Lyon, as they made the landing in front of the Kissingers', and, as he handed the latchkey back to Elsie he added: — "I hope the smell of the powderless smoke of this nefarious evening won't disturb the good people inside." As soon as the two men were alone, Halleck opened upon Lyon with more hope of starting something than he had in- dulged since the strike began : — "Logan, the next thing that's got to happen is a friendly talk-out between you and Gra- ham !" Lyon made no response for a moment. He had gone over the possibilities of conference and conciliation and arbitration so many times, he had sounded the temper of both sides, and particularly his own, in so many ways, that Halleck's idea suggested to his mind nothing that had not over and over again been tried and found wanting. His expression was less indifferent than skeptical, but it said directly enough that he saw no encouragement to consider the proposition, when he languidly answered : — "Is it a frame-up for Graham?" "No !" returned Halleck, and he was neither surprised nor cooled by Lyon's listlessness. "It's the break-away of the ir- resistible power and the impenetrable mass. This thing has got to end some time. Two bulks of brute force are pounding each other to cinders now. That catapulting will go on till there's nothing left of one or both, or this battle of the ele- ments has got to change soon into a fair appraisal of reasons. You're the first point on the Company's side, Logan, in the Ime of lea.st resistance. You've got to be the transformer, if the two currents ever get to work again as one. IIow it's go- ing to be done I don't know any better than I did at the start, but nobody in the days of direct messenger service from Heaven was surer of special orders from the Almighty than I am that it's up to you and Graham to negotiate a truce of God." "If it had been my personal problem," consented Lyon frankly, but rather to the impulse than to the application. BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE WAR COLLEGE "there wouldn't have been any fight till we had tried all there was in the face to face method. Whatever liberty he may have to give advice, however, there is nothing at last for a subordinate officer but to obey orders, and that tells the story of my part in the campaign. One doesn't often turn the trick of dissecting one's private from one's official personality, and it's a nasty thing to slip up on ; but if you think you have any way to keep it a purely individual affair, with no real or con- structive commitment of the Company, I would rather have a session with Graham than not, even at this late day. I don't see that anything could come of it, beyond quieting our curi- osity, but I'll balk at nothing that has a ghost of a show to help matters." Before they parted at Halleck's door Lyon had put him- self in his friend's hands to the extent of reserving Thursday evening for dinner with him at the Casino ; and Halleck had undertaken to contrive an accidental crossing of paths with Graham. Even if Halleck had been capable of more indirection with Graham than with Lyon, it would have defeated his purpose. Both principle and policy obliged him to state the facts just as they were, and to make virtually the same appeal the next morning which had won the night before. Under the same provisos that the interview must count as strictly personal, with no representative value, Graham consented to make one of his frequent calls at the Casino Thursday evening. It was left to Halleck to complete the connection in such a way that it would either not be noticed at all or rated as entirely casual. Graham had not neglected to compile from Halleck a Baedecker of Lyon's make-up. He was not in the least sur- prised that these details, fitting so easily into the showing he had watched at the Edgerly's, flatly contradicted all he had encountered in Lyon's professional behavior. Indeed, this contradiction was precisely one of the typical cases which he alleged of the impossible paradox in our institutions. In his own words, he had declared war against a system which stulti- fied the personality of its operators. As he expressed it to him- self, the whole thing he was fighting for was a new deal by which the best of them would agree to reverse the surrender 325 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE WAR COLLEGE of their real sches to economic dictation, and would under- taJce to subject their business selves to their personal stand- ards. The chance to try conclusions with a man of Lyon's kind flushed Graham with new joy of battle. He did not so much want to defeat Lyon a.s to make such a fight that it would presently force them both into some position where they could fight on the same side. He could not have planned the skirmish more carefully if it had been an agreed duel to decide the campaign ; but when Halleck brought the two principals together in the man- ager's room neither would have given a spectator reason to suspect anything out of the commonplace in the encounter. After the sort of greeting that might have passed between two law partners who happened to find themselves side by side in a street car, Graham led off as he might if the subject had been the last topic discussed in their office:^ "It ought to be easy for old college men to take up a mooted question in the same spirit they used to show when they got a good gri]5 on a subject for debate. They didn't care whose ox was gored. They wanted to go to the bottom of the ques- tion. If there was something to be said after all for the moon's being made of green cheese, it never entered their heads to block discussion by pleading vested rights." "Brave hoys!" endorsed Lyon ambiguously. "Neither did it enter their heads that whichever way it turned out would make no difference in the date or the size of the next remit- tance from father." "That may have had something to do with it," nodded Graham, "but every thoroughbred in the lot would have chipped in the remittance any time to see the thing either way to a Q. E. D. finish. Perhaps you will set it down as butter- fly-chasing, but I have more hope of curing capitalism by transfusion of new blood from the colleges than from any other one factor." "I'm not quite that sanguine," Lyon demurred, "I don't look to the colleges to turn business into a communion of saints, but as the Scotch candidate for ordination said, when he'd been doing his duty by the doctrine of justification by faith, and the question turned to 'works' : — 'Of coorse, I hae nae doot it micht be a' richt tae hae a few.' " BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE WAR COLLEGE "There's more to it than that," persisted Graham. "I never could see that mental Swedish movement on the phylo- genesis of the ethical dative could train a boy for anything but shirking a man's job ; but that's getting to be ancient his- tory. Even if he is afterwards plumped, as I was, into the ice- bath of a millionaire's situation, no boy fit to be out of a home for the weak-minded can spend two or three years in the kind of running down social cause and effect that's going on in the colleges now, and ever be quite at his ease in the Philistine Zion of capitalism." On the whole, the opening had tended to strengthen Hal- leck's expectations. He could not have proposed a line of approach more likely to command Lyon's respect. "While barring himself from the combat, he was watching like a lynx for signs on either side to indicate possible leanings toward accommodation of views. If he had known less about the resistance to be overcome in Lyon, and especially around him, the next few sentences would have given him the feeling that, as Graham fortified his position, all was settled but the for- malities : — "I'm taking a flyer that you yourself, Mr. Lyon, will turn out to be a case in point," was Graham's next advance. "The old words and the old social arrangements can do a whole lot to keep the new ideas from showing what is in them, but it's only a question of time. Our generation learned the language of things fixed in an eternal state, but we couldn't think things that way to save our necks. Every day of our lives we get a little nearer to change of base from things as they are classi- fied to things as they work. The nearer we get to that point the less are we able to accept anything because it is, and we put everything in the suspect class till it can justify itself by what it does. If poetry, as someone said, is anybody's thought until it is everybody's, then I'm poet enough to hold that business will be just bushwhacking with its clothes changed till we go at every question that comes up anywhere in the neighborhood of business, as the War College fellows handle their problems. It doesn't matter whether they label themselves Uncle Sam or John Bull ; they want to know just how strong or weak a position is, and how much force could be brought against it. If they started in by getting mad and swearing they'd court-martial the first man that dared to dis- _ FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE WAR COLLEGE pute their theory, it wouldn't take them long to fall out of the strategy procession." "That's all right, Mr. Graham," ratified Lyon cordially, "but if it came to be war, instead of War College, and the enemy assaulted position and theory at once, the War College chaps wouldn't be good for much until they got mad and hit back. I'm with you, though, that this armistice means, for the time being, War College and not war. I'll be the Avery fortifications, and you may hammer me with all the theoret- ical bombardments you please. My defense will be simply that when you undertake to apply your theories in real war, you will shoot your bolt with the collapse of your commis- sariat. Upper ether and angels' food will never support opera- tions on terra firma." "I'll come to that a little later," noted Graham, "but as I'm the attacking party it won't do any harm for me to locate myself with reference to the Articles of War. You may have another order of importance for the clauses, but I'd like to mention two or three. Whatever you suspect about the 'upper ether and angels' food,' I suppose it isn't necessary for me to prove in the first place that I've made good in developing a base of supplies of your own sort. If I had made a fizzle of business, and had taken to reforming the world as an easier job, you might be safe in calculating that I couldn't fight with your weapons. You know what every bank in Chicago knows, however, about my rating, and how I got it; and that settles the question whether I have a business head. Then you want to know whether, outside of my personal resources, I have the wherewithal to support my undertaking. You want to know whether I am honest; whether I am fighting or black- mailing ; and you want to know whether I have mapped out a campaign on a theory that will hold water. After all, this last is the main thing for a War College, and the other items are negligible. To save strength for the heart of the prob- lem, you can afford to assume at present that I am what I pretend. "While I am about it," Graham parenthesized further, with one of his arresiivo index-finger gestures, "I may as well re- peat to you what I've said a hundred times to labor audiences, but it may not have got to your ears. I have no ill-will what- ever toward the Avery Company. I am very sorry it must suffer anything from me. If you directors and the rest of BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE WAR COLLEGE the owners could just go through what the theology that Halleck is bringing down to date used to call 'a work of grace,' you'd be the very lads I'd expect most from in booming de- mocracy. I'd much rather be with you than against you, if you'd get on the right side ; and until a lot of your kind do get on the right side democracy is going to be mostly a pros- pectus." "It's a romantic sort of affection," ruminated Lyon, "that first endorses its neighbor as a desirable citizen, and then picks him out as the one man in town to shoot at!" "We can't institutionalize ourselves," Graham pronounced deliberately, "and forever get away with the profits without the liabilities. You get the law to re-create you as one of its artificial persons whose life-breath is capitalism. That same principle which supports your artificial person is the most wasting parasite of democracy. Everybody who uses his brains knows that either democracy or capitalism must sooner or later swallow the other. Everyone who prefers that democracy should do the swallowing is bound to hunt capitalism as long as it keeps out of democracy's game-bag." "Talking about passionless logic," mused Lyon, "your li- cense to hound capital, whether it has offended or not, is an interesting replica of the lamb getting his for spoiling the drinking water of the wolf up-stream." "At any rate," corrected Graham, as he felt that they were gradually getting into close quarters, "let's not lose our range by confusing the landmarks before we open fire. My quarrel is not with capital but with capitalism. To keep out of sav- agery, democracy must have capital as much as it must have food. Capital is as different from capitalism as water is from drowning. I mean by 'capitalism' a vicious principle of ac- cumulation institutionalized, along with its chartered as- sumption that the procurers for the principle are fore- ordained to dictate the remaining destinies of mankind. The fate of democracy will turn on its ability to put that assump- tion out of commission ; and every crusader against capitalism is bound to assault it wherever it is exposed." ■ "That may be good piracy," recoiled Lyon, with signs that looked squally for the War College agreement, "but I take it you're claiming nothing for its morals or its man- ners." FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE WAR COLLEGE "I am claiming everything due to the morals and the man- ners of the bayonet in a righteous cause," devoutly answered Graham. There was nothing of the braggart in his measured utter- ance. Plis calmness, almost solemnity, halted Lyon's slip to- ward contempt, and revived the impression of the Armory, that the man was not only in earnest, but had thought his case through, and was sure of his ability to maintain his position. For a few .seconds neither spoke. Then, with the emphasis of repression, and with the same retarded tempo, Graham re- sumed : — "Nothing worth doing is ever done on time, whether it is expelling the Turks from Europe or introducing livelier sub- stitutes for psalm tunes, until some one takes his life in his hand. In this particular passage in the advent of democracy, the one thing needful is to save its force from dissipation on detached cases, and to get a decisive line-up between the prin- ciples behind the cas&s. More than that, democracy can never pass into the scientific stage till men whom capitalism has trained have been won over to enlist their talents on the hu- man side of the process. Count the egotism for all you will against me, but I believe I have as providential a call as any- body ever had to anything, to spend my life working toward a square deal between democracy and business. Thus far, the whole paltry catalogue of industrial caterwaulings, since capi- talism began to get in its work, has been mostly hysteric fid- dling of particular discords out of the concert, with scarcely a decent attempt to find out whether there were such things as underlying laws of harmony. So long as the democratic side of the conflict of principles can be broken up into a bed- lam of individuals disconnectedly tuning instruments, capi- talism can fasten itself firmer on the world. I regard myself as a voice crying in the wilderness, 'Prepare the way for some- thing better I' What little there turns out to be in me is en- listed for life to organize Americans on the principles of real democracy, and to drill them for a fair fight with capitalism. The Avery strike is merely the opening gun. It is easy to divide history into epochs in which people fought one an- other with their best eye shut. The boundary is drawn be- tween epochs at the point where people at last find out what has hurt them, and what they have been fighting about, and what they want, and sum up their findings in something BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE WAR COLLEGE fundamental, and end the quarrels that uncertainty about this base line has bred, by taking it henceforth as their com- mon point of departure. For a hundred years or more capi- talism has been a gathering mutiny of the minority in every democratic ship of state. There is no covering up the ques- tion of principle any longer. It is a plain issue between the mutineers and the ship." Halleck wished he could hear Graham declaim that pas- sage in his most dramatic style before an audience that would cram the Auditorium. It had been spoken slowly, gently, but almost as fervently as a novice's vow of consecration. It af- fected Lyon more than he cared to show, especially as he liked Graham personally the better for it; but he was irri- tated by what he had schooled himself to regard as sentiment- alizing practical matters, and there was no concealment of it in his frosty objection : — "Suppose we cut out this sort of rehearsal for the jury, and put the case in shape for the court. You could easily make the solar system look ridiculous, if you expressed it in terms of a Summer-garden-thriller outfit, but it wouldn't help much toward revising the law of gravitation. This whole play-to- the-gallery trifling with the foundations of society is criminal the minute anyone threatens to take it seriously. You and I can't afford to waste any more time on this comic supplement style of rhetoric. Turn off the hot air, but I'm open to argu- ment on anything under the sun that can be put into a busi- ness proposition." "Very well," responded Graham good naturedly, "I've for- gotten most of my law language, and all that I ever knew about pleadings, but you are no more anxious than I am to get our case into literal terms that we can both accept as the basis of argument. In a word, this is my contention : — The whole economic and social theory which modern business takes for granted is radically mistaken. Our social problems are partly due to conditions beyond human control, but partly also to our fallacious theory of the conditions we may control. We shall never get on a secure basis for industrial peace until we overhaul our whole socialtheory, and reorgan- ize business according to a more intelligent analysis of the facts." FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE WAR COLLEGE "Now we are getting down to brass tacks," relented Lyon. "No matter whether I admit anything or not, I'll save my argument till I've heard your bill of particulars." "There ought to be a few rulings from the Court of Ap- peals," expanded Graham, "before the law that I have to as- sume is perfectly clear; but our test ca«es are principally for the purpot^e of getting those rulings. The people a few gen- erations from now who inherit our social axioms with the tangles straightened out, will be able to give an account of the social process that will make our present philosophy look silly. You would probably challenge what I would lay down as first principles; so I will start a good way this side of the first, with an allegation of fact, viz : — Our whole social order is an attempt to do business on an economic basis that is a mathematical absurdity." "I can't help interrupting," Lyon again resisted, "to ask why, if it's as bad as that, the economists haven't found it out long ago?" "Plenty of them have," assured Graham, with a glance that seemed to say he was glad to be reminded of something. "I am not the first to see through the fallacy of capitalism by any means; but the men who have been in the saddle have been able to run every one off the range who showed signs of getting wise to the system. Those that hadn't shown the signs soon saw how things were going, and kept still. The consequence has been that practical men and theorists the world over have been in cahoots to keep up the credit of every one who looked at things through the capitalistic illusion, and they have managed to get everybody on the blacklist who threatened to see things as they are." "I didn't mean to open another rhetoric valve," disparaged Lyon. "Have you anything more under the head of facts?" BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE ILLUSION OF CAPITALISM Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE ILLUSION OF CAPITALISM XX THE ILLUSION OF CAPITALISM 'The only producers of wealth are nature and labor nature and labor always supply the power, while capital is merely the grist and the millstone." THERE was apparent common consent to regard the pre- liminaries as arranged, and the disputants now settled down for hard work. "I'll ask you for your own answer to that question," prom- ised Graham, "after you have sampled my specifications. To begin with, capitalism banks on the assumption that capital itself is productive. Now unless you make the shell game out of your words, and put one meaning into the term 'capital' this minute and another the next, every penny of capital in the world is as sterile as a monthly statement. All we have to do to show this is to imitate the chemists, for instance, and 'isolate our phenomena.' Strip away from capital everything that is the spontaneous working of nature on the one hand, or the exertion of human energy on the other, and capital no more produces anything than the pyramids or the merid- ians." "I don't want to quibble, Mr. Graham," interposed Lyon, "and I am not going to be patient when you do it. 'That sounds to me very much like the fake algebra that proves one is equal to zero." "The fake algebra has been so long on your side of the case, Mr. Lyon," retorted Graham, "that it makes the whole fact of aberration which I am pointing out. Take a bar of bullion in a bank vault, for instance. It might lie there forever with- out adding a millionth part to itself. Nevertheless capitalism permits that bullion to be in Chicago, while the man who owns it lives in Europe, yet the owner may collect a percentage of the value every year, and pass on to his descendants the priv- ilege of continuing the collection, till they have used up its equivalent over and over again ; but the original claim to the bullion is as good as ever. This scheme has all the other con games beat to a frazzle. The only producers of wealth are na- ture and labor. When wealth is once produced, labor can use 337 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE ILLUSION OF CAPITALISM some of it as capital, in the form of support for workers, raw material, tools, etc., and thereby make its cooperation with nature much more productive ; but nature and labor always supply the power, while capital is merely the grist and the millstone." "How can a man of your business experience," snapped Lyon, "talk as though that reserve of bullion in the vaults had nothing to do with the prosperity of business?" "How can a man of your intelligence," paraphrased Gra- ham, "talk as though having something to do with the pros- perity of business, and the 'productivity of capital,' are one and the same thing?" Graham was wondering whether he was dealing with the ordinary opaqueness of the capitalistic class bias, or only with a lawj'er's ingenuity in putting the best face on anything that could favor his client. "You might just as well talk about the productivity of the plate you eat your soup from. If you're exploiting fallacies, you've got your artful dodger middle term 'productivity,' and you can shuffle it back and forth to suit the devil ; but if you're after the facts, you don't talk of the productivity of the plate in the same sense in which you speak of the productivity of the soil or of the farmer." Lyon saw no reason for taking issue with this obvious logical precision. He had even been preparing for it by a side line of reflection about Edgerly's argument to the Pa- triarchs on arbitrary associations between capital and prop- erty. He was too acute not to appreciate these abstract dis- tinctions, but his honest estimate of their importance for prac- tical purposes was in the slurring comment: — "I see no ob- ject in denying that you've split your words with the grain this time, but I'd as soon argue a tailors' strike on the ques- tion which blade of the shears cuts." "You know that isn't fair I" challenged Graham, with his first touch of bitterness. "Not which blade cuts, but whether, in the last analysis the shears cut or the hand that holds them, is the 'Art thou the King of the Jews?' of the capitalistic crisis. If you can't make cold science read the signs of the times, what is your sense of humor doing that it doesn't put you on to the saturnine paradox leering out of every line in your position ? You advertise business as the only rock-ribbed hu- man structure of literal matter-of-factness. At the same time it doesn't strike you as at all incongruous that the founda- BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE ILLUSION OF CAPITALISM tion of your bullying realism is a mystic Mephistophelian metaphysic of values in matter fated to overrule the values in men. It isn't, as your brute money ultimatums always imply, a monks' question of the capacity of a needle point as a dis- embodied spirits' dancing floor. It is capitalism's way of prejudging in its own favor the whole question of men's place in the world." The stiffness in Lyon's silence may have been more ex- pressive than words. Graham had no doubt of its meaning. He rose mechanically, and backing into the farthest corner, stood blinking from one to the other like a man coming out of a dream. The mood passed in a moment; and returning to his seat, with a careless air of release from duty to recrea- tion, he resumed on a lower level : "I've canvassed this thing so many times, from bottom to top and end to end, I can't realize that there's a debatable hair's breadth in it. It's like cramping mj^self back into an unconvinced state of mind about the spelling of words of one syllable. I no more expect to revamp our economic system in a minute than I count on putting our locomotion tomorrow on an air-ship basis, because we have found that the air can be navigated. But I do demand that honest men shall be as will- ing, in the one case as in the other, to admit general principles when they are discovered, and to stop barring the way of find- ing out what use they can be put to in furthering human purposes." "Well, Mr. Graham," submitted Lyon, with a deep-drawn sigh of partially reconciled resignation, "if you'll allow me to concede once for all that there's a safe reserve of star mist vaporing around the rim of space, I'm still ready to consider the question. What of it?" Because Graham was too much concerned with the collision of principles to be fussy about his personal dignity, he merely smiled at the sarcasm, and tried another approach. "As I was saying, then," Graham repeated, "our whole so- cial structure rests on an economic assumption that is a mathe- matical absurdity; and the chief lure into this absurdity is the productivity theory of capital. Now let me take a con- crete case, and show what we are called upon to believe when we pin our faith to that prop of capitalism." Graham produced his note book, and holding it up a mo- 339 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE ILLUSION OF CAPITALISM ment, with his fore-finger between the pages to which he had quickly turned, he further prefaced : — "Let us see now on which side is the star-gazing, and on which the arithmetic. I've carried these figures around with me a long time, and have tried them on many people. The best logic any one has ever been able to muster against them has looked more like an attack of bronchitis. Your convincing metaphysic of capitalism begins by endowing capital with a unique self-sufficiency of accretion. Suppose George Wash- ington had taken one step more in fathering his country, and had left to his posterity a perpetual object-lesson in the oper- ation of this alleged Aladdin's-lamp capacity of capital." Then, referring to his notes, Graham recited: — "In 1783, Congress reimbursed Washington for outlays from his own means during the war in the sum of $64,315, not mentioning the cents. Suppose Washington had decided to set that sum apart forever as a scientific demonstration of the creative power of capital. Suppose he had secured an act of Congress permitting the amount to accumulate at the rate of four per cent, compounded annually. In the year 1913, if the meta- physics worked according to schedule, that modest amount of capital would have become $10,535,440, and it would then be only just starting on its career." "But," pursued Graham, scanning Halleck and Lyon in turn to see how they were affected by the illustration, "we all know that the man in business who doesn't set his mark for profits as high as ten per cent, is a chump. If he makes that much he passes as fairly successful. To count as a financier he has got to make his capital net much more. Now Wash- ington is supposed to have been rather canny himself, and it would do injustice to his memory to assume that he would have been satisfied to leave posterity only a partial demonstra- tion of a fundamental truth. While he was displaying the power of capital he would surely demand for it something like a decent share of its rights. Let us suppose that he compro- mised on a rate of ten per cent compounded annually. Then he would have provided subsequent generations with some- thing like a respectable exhibit of the virtues of capital. Again assuming that there is nothing wrong in the metaphysics, the share of the wealth of the country to the credit of that invest- ment would have amounted in 1913 to the somewhat im- pressive total of fifteen thousand four hundred and sixty-five BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE ILLUSION OF CAPITALISM million, four hundred seventy four thousand, three hundred seventeen dollars. Compared with any sum in the possession of a living money magnate, that pile would be as a flagstaff to a walking stick !" Lyon had been taught the productivity theory of capital, and he accepted it. Moreover, he could not remember that he had ever heard money men argue the rights of capital with- out getting most of their leverage more or less directly from that 'metaphysic,' as Graham termed it. He was at the point of asserting that business ability of course would have to be called in to make the investment profitable. He saw at once though that this would be deserting his theory under fire. He had never seen the facts quite in the light of the illus- tration before, and no answer that occurred to him offered much resistance to its force. He was really playing for time when he entered the caveat: — "But no business man ever claimed that capital can roll up that way indefinitely !" It was Graham's term to be cynical. Tilting back in his chair, with the manner of a man who had things about as he wanted them, and could afford to let other people do the wor- rying, he composedly demanded : — "Will you kindly give me the address, Mr. Lyon, of any one outside our holy economic hierarchy, who can invite his soul with the flattery that his theory of life is a howling success, when the best that can be said in its favor is that it has to break down completely in order to work at all ?" Lyon was not proud of himself as he further temporized : — "Suppose you explain what earthly connection there is be- tween your figures and a practical business proposition." No man was quicker to detect such connections, and the present instance was an inconvenient addition to the visible supply of "unavailables," but Lyon was not prepared to admit that it was more. "You do not need me to point out their meaning, Mr. Lyon," accused Graham, with revived intensity. "They show as plain as the sun shining in the heavens that the whole meta- physic vanishes into thin air the moment it is called on for an accounting. One of the few things I took with me from the history of philosophy was Kant's moral minimum : — 'Act al- ways according to a rule that is fit to be made a rule by every- body,' or words to that effect. I never was quite sure whether it meant anything different from the 'Golden Rule' in the FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE ILLUSION OF CAPITALISM Sunday School version ; but whether there is an extra wrinkle in it or not, nothing less, that I ever ran against, could make good as a safe standardizer of human actions. Your capital- istic metaphysics can't do business in the same firm with any- thing up to the level of the Kantian ethics. If everybody started at once to act strictly in accordance with the presuppo- sitions of your economic philosophy, there would be a world- wide drop into barbarism before the books of the first year's operations were closed, and general starvation in another year. The scheme seems to work, first because only a small fraction of the race are in on it, and second because we are still sweep- ing in the rich pickings from nature's surface. When we get to the bottom, there is only a diff^erence of detail between the capitalistic programme and the 'woman's bank' plan of pay- ing dividends on earlier deposits from the later. The chain isn't endless. There must be a last link, and then ?" There was a cold chisel and auger effect in the rigidity of Lyon's features as he seemed to be boring into the argument. Getting no reply, Graham drew out his conclusion. "I have used the Washington illustration," he explained, "simply for the sake of the general fact. And I ought to have said at the start that this particular strike marks an era in labor difficulties, just because it makes an issue farther back on fundamental grounds than any other labor struggle I ever heard of. We lay down the principle that it is merely putting off the inevitable day of reckoning to try to reconcile labor differences on the basis of the present economic metaphysics ; and instead of puttering to improve results while we let the causes alone, we demand a rehearing of the whole theory of capitalism. Because the Avery Company stands pat on the mystical capitalistic metaphysics, instead of consenting to a readjustment of theories to facts, we have got to make our first fight against it . "But as I was saying : — Whether capital is actually getting one rate or another doesn't affect the principle. We are ex- ploiting nature, and producing wealth, and every time we turn a ton of goods into capital we add a corresponding amount to the fixed charges on the world's labor. Now where is this extra charge to come from? It can come from only four sources: Fir.st, new appropriations of nature; second, new technical processes; third, new labor efficiency; fourth, sub- BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE ILLUSION OF CAPITALISM traction from some one's share in the product. Under pres- ent conditions, there is no doubt whose share it will be." It was less the force of the reasoning which kept Lyon si- lent, than his surprise at the unfamiliar look of this whole section of capitalistic premises. He had assumed that he was at home in economic theory from A to Z. He was, in the parts of it which were closest to everyday application; but Gra- ham's argument had made him see that he had been as ama- teurish about the foundations of it as those people are in their religious views who plant themselves on the "cover-to-cover" conception of the Bible. While Graham did not quite fathom Lyon's reticence, he was sure he was making an impression, and he was quick to follow up the advantage. "If every scrap of surplus wealth had been consistently cap- italized," he recapitulated, "from the wooden soles under the peasant's feet to the bullion in tyrants' chests, civilization would have been brought to a standstill before it had fairly started. We could no more carry out the theory of capitalism than we could make our industries pay a royalty on every breath we draw. We have got to find a theory that will turn the accumulations of the race to the reducing of fixed charges instead of increasing them. We are bankrupting the world just as surely by attaching a cumulative power to capital, as though we were levjdng a progressive tax on industry to re- munerate the ocean for its uses to commerce." It was a soiled and sallow facetiousness with which Lyon emerged from his reflections ; but it did its best to create a di- version. "Would you fight me, Mr. Graham," insinuated Lyon, "because some of my progenitors believed that the sin of Adam doomed most of mankind to hell?" "Getting pretty desperate isn't it, Mr. Lyon, when we resort to such feeble efforts?" Graham's laugh was as stalwart as his logic, and his whole body joined in a pantomime of ridicule. "You won't convince anybody but yourselves that you are being called to account for the sins of your ancestors. We are fighting today's sins of the Avery Company, and the es- sence of them is nothing past and gone, but refusal to open the question whether the past and gone must always dictate the future. We have inherited a theory of capital which seemed fairly well to account for the facts, when all the cap- ital there was consisted virtually of tools in the hands of the owners, who did with them their share of the world's work. The FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE ILLUSION OF CAPITALISM theory is a barefaced swindle when most of the capital that makes the trouble is out of sight of its owners, and they may or may not do any part of the world's real work with it. As an abstract proposition, which I know as well as you do we must hold subject to the compelling force of circumstances, there is no more sense in paying a royalty to capital than to the alphabet or the multiplication table. We support insti- tutions, and enforce attendance on them, for putting each generation in possession of the world's spiritual accumula- tions, but wc load on each new generation a periodical and progressive fine for using our material accumulations. I can't pick out any better fun than puncturing that sort of a toy balloon. If I live long enough, theres going to be a start made towards a fair trial of the question why our whole system of social accounting should not be shifted from the capitalistic to the labor basis." Lyon foresaw that this meant a turn in the argument, and he felt a sense of relief in the prospect of passing to more fa- miliar fighting ground. Meanwhile he hoped to escape the appearance of having yielded anything, by the reservation : — "Before you get too far from the subject, let me call your at- tention to the fact that you have given away your whole case by your phrase 'compelling force of circum.stances.' " "Foiled again !" repudiated Graham, mock-heroically. "When I say 'compelling force of circumstances,' I make full allowance for the whole scale of limitations, from natural laws to fiUibustering hypocrites, — and what is life anyway, but a matching of men against circumstances? At the one ex- treme we get the absolute bounds of possibility, at the other the rate of practicability. The force of circumstances made it a long time after men knew the world was not flat before they could circle it in eighty days ; but the same circumstances did not justify the 'interests' in forcing people to assume that the earth was flat after it was proved to be round. More than that, the interests were presently eliminated from the cir- cumstances, and men have been working out their salvation ever since on a round world. The capitalistic mythology may die harder than the scholastic cosmology, but the 'com- pelling force of circumstances' can no more bring human progress to a halt in the one case than in the other." "Very well then," consented Lyon with a show of alacrity that invited inspection, "for the sake of argument let us sup- BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE ILLUSION OF CAPITALISM pose we have settled something. Now what have we got? Capital is incapable of unlimited spontaneous reproduction ; therefore, the Avery Company is under obligations to deliver over its management to outsiders. Have I stated it correctly, Mr. Graham?" The smile that relaxed the lines of Graham's face might have been put on to greet an opponent's excuses for losing the first hole. Graham waB too good a sportsman to preen him- self over his successes ; but for the sake of the men behind him he was bound to keep Lyon on the defensive, and to force the fighting. Allowing a pause for his complacency to take ef- fect, he combined the two purposes in his next line of at- tack : — "If you mean to assert on your honor, Mr. Lyon, that you can see nothing more in the case so far, I am quite content to let it rankle in your conscience for the present, while I turn the searchlight on another weak spot." FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE FALLACY OF DISTRIBUTION Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE FALLACY OF DISTRIBUTION XXI THE FALLACY OF DISTRIBUTION "A theory of economic distribution which assigns an in- come to landlord or capitalist for any other reason than that which assigns a wage to the manual laborer is not merely a rape of justice but an insult to ordinary intelligence." HALLECK understood Lyon so much better than Graham did, that his spirits had risen with every turn of the talk. He knew the limitations of Lyon's influence in the Company, but he also knew its strength. He knew the enormous differ- ence between Logan and his father, that whereas either would stake his life before he would violate his code, the older man was sure the business code was immutable, while the younger was equally sure of the abstract proposition that the morality of business, like business itself, along with the rest of life, is perpetually in the making. Halleck knew that Logan had only to be convinced of a moral weakness in the Company's position to become a power making for a change of attitude. He knew that nothing was so likely to convince Logan of weakness in his moral premises as conviction of their logical inconclusiveness. He could see that Logan's confidence in what Graham called the 'metaphysics' of business had been disturbed, and that he was open to reason about alternative conceptions of the economic process. It remained to be seen whether enough could be said to break down Lyon's assump- tion that no other conception is practical. There was less carrying power in Graham's appraisal of Lyon, but it made in the same direction. Graham had de- cided that Lyon was not the sort of man whose moral equa- tion was dubious after he was convinced. His will was not the wicked partner of his intellect. He would not change to a zealot for a new perception, but his testimony would never be perjured. It was some gain to show him that there were open questions about the antecedents of his working schedule ; and Graham deployed his reserves with an assurance that he had not felt when Halleck proposed the conference. "My second specification," announced Graham, "is that the capitalistic premises of distribution are as shifty as the myth- FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE FALLACY OF DISTRIBUTION ology of production. And," he interpolated, "I assume it is unnecessary to point out that these academic abstractions have about the same interest for me that legal technicalities have for you. Either may make or mar real fortunes, and there- fore they must be watched ; but they are merely incidental to the main concern. My case is, in a word, that the premises of capitalism construe human relations as they are not, and that business and law compel acceptance of those premises by a conspiracy of force. I am showing up your premises not to win a debate, but to locate the real issue. The Avery Com- pany is simply capitalism personified at one spot, clamping the strait-jacket of an arbitrary conception of life upon the men who work with nature and give the world its wealth. The organization that you are fighting personifies humanity demanding the freedom of its functions. If human evolu- tion has passed into its senility we may lose ; but the workers of the world are its optimists." Lyon was again hesitating between irritation and amuse- ment. Ordinarily he would have dismissed such fluency of figurative expression as jugglers' passes to distract attention from clues to the illusion. He had heard Graham enough though to be sure that, right or wrong, he was not pushing forward a water-color perspective in advance of his calcula- tions and blue prints. Indeed he was beginning to suspect that, if Graham could be refuted, it would not be because his thinking had been shallower than that of the system he at- tacked. Graham had apparently taken the measure of that veteran philosophy. The correction would have to come from analysis and reconstruction that would retire both tradition and revolt. Lyon dismissed the impulse, which had been strong earlier in the interview, to treat Graham as a word-artist instead of a thinker ; but he tried to keep up the appearance of regard- ing his heresy as a joke. "If you hadn't labeled it, Mr. Graham," Lyon criticized triflingly, "I should never have thought of calling it a 'de- bate.' You might have got to me if you had said 'selections from a suffragette lyric contest.' " Graham was not thrown out of his stride a moment by Lyon's sarcasm, and it was as easy to keep ahead of him in that mood as in their most serious temper. The answer was ready: — "Don't you suppose the gum-shoe man thinks it's BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE FALLACY OF DISTRIBUTION very flippant of the watchman to snap his dark lantern and show up the job? And if objections to the jocundity were spoken out, don't you suppose, under the circumstances, the levity would be likely to continue? If I illuminate a little vividly, it's just the jovial way old-fashioned honesty some- times has with certain types of shrinking innocence that pre- fer to operate in the dark." The three men spontaneously granted themselves a brief interlude of unbending over the invasion of this variety of esthetic criticism into the argument; but the intermission ended as suddenly as it had begun, and Graham forged ahead with his line of thought : — "I might have remained so stupidly technical that nothing but the Uriah Heepish old fictions would have appeared in the general effect; but since you have called my attention to it, I may as well play up the lights and shadows with a lurid- ness that will bring out some resemblance to reality. I had in mind a historical disquisition at this point, on how we hap- pened to be tangled up in the philosophy of life that the Avery Company represents. No sane man could find that set of connections in present-day facts, if he didn't carry it to them from some snap-judgment in the past. In deference to your appreciation of my poetic gifts, Mr. Lyon, I will vary the treat- ment and put it this way : — "Adam Smith missed the chance of his life to smother capitalism in the cradle, by not having the courage of his in- sight. He started out to say that nature and labor were the only producers ; but British society stared him out of counte- nance, and he forgot it. He saw Englishmen divided into landlords, capitalists and laborers; whereupon he intoned a Gloria over the eternal fitness of things, and improvised the Holy Gospel that ever since heads all the rest in upper-class prayer books: — 'Land, labor and capital are the factors of production, therefore landlord, laborer and capitalist must be the parties in distribution.' It was a little looser thinking than we should do if we observed that owners, passengers and crew are the classes visibly connected with an Atlantic liner; and forthwith concluded: — 'Owners, passengers and crew make the ship go; therefore, owners, passengers and crew divide the proceeds of the trip.' " "Let's see," arrested Lyon, with further backslidden irrev- 'isn't that the old refrain, instead of a new stanza?" 351 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE FALLACY OF DISTRIBUTION Graham saw at once that there was something to be said for the charge, but he brushed it away in the same tone in which it was made. "You're evidently not keen for this style of art, Mr. Lyon. It's not the old refrain but the second movement in the symphony. Your ear sifts out some of the original mate- rial, but doesn't locate the new purpose. I'm not going to argue the productivity question over again; but I am now showing that your metaphysic of production commits you to an entirely disqualifying preconception of distribution. Your assumption of something that isn't so about production puts you in a position where you can no more see straight about distribution than you can forecast the behavior of a kaleido- scope. When it is called on to the limit of its liabilities, your traditional capitalistic philosophy has no consistent way of denying that legal holders of property deserve a share of cur- ■ rent earnings, whether they help along the work that creates the earnings or not. I will not match that stupidity by a sweeping denial that landlords and capitalists deserve a share of the world's earnings. That would be as silly as the mis- take it is up to us to correct. I am not going to enter a so- cialistic extreme in competition with the capitalistic extreme, and of course, whether I have a saner mean or not, we haven't time to argue the matter through to a demonstration. I want at least to get one proposition clearly before your mind. It is this : — Instead of resting on unquestionable facts, another angle of modern business principles has for its sole logical support a perfectly juvenile fiction. You oppose to the claims of laborers in distribution of surplus the preferred claims of landlord and capitalist. Now, to be perfectly literal, and neg- lecting the landlord factor for the sake of simplicity, the reasoning which business theory takes for granted, — and I will give it credit in this digest for more than it deserves — amounts to this : — first, there is a distinctly defined function for the capitalist in the industrial process ; second, the capital- ist always performs that function ; therefore, the capitalist is always entitled to any surplus that remains after covering the cost of production." "Don't let it stop the good work, Mr. Graham," Lyon en- couraged, with an expression suggestive of a water-poloist com- ing to the surface after a submerged scrimmage. "I want to express my gratitude, however, while I have a chance, for a few words that I can understand without a libretto." BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE FALLACY OF DISTRIBUTION "Thanks for the remittance, which we have duly entered in our books," acknowledged Graham, neither swerving from his course nor crumpling his serenity. "If I do not run short of the same pellucid parts of speech, I may make myself still further understood. I wanted to submit for your considera- tion a parallel case. For instance, we all agree that a trader is presumably a useful member of society. Does that major premise take away your right to refuse payment of a bill pre- sented by a particular trader, until you have checked up the itenas to see whether he has delivered the goods? What I am getting at is this : — There are normal and necessary functions of management in connection with land and capital ; and a corresponding return is due to landlord and capitalist who perform the functions. Our laws of property, however, make it possible for many people to be in the landlord or capi- talist class, while they evade the functions normally per- formed by the class ; yet they collect the emoluments due to the functions, and many of them a great deal more. This is where I over-credited your fundamental reasoning. In order to get your capitalistic premises adopted at all, something of the functional idea had to be in them at the start, and it is always smuggled back into them when they are brought to book. In its workings, however, your metaphysics, both of production and of distribution, assigns the emolument to the status of landlord or capitalist, not less than the functions. It follows that you are helpless to show sound reasons why not, when directors vote to themselves and their stockhold- ing pals a return that is all out of proportion to their services ; or when a worthless son of an industrious father becomes a riotous spender of the income his father's capital fur- nishes ; or when his weak-headed daughter takes the income to Europe and invests it in experimental husbands. A theory of economic distribution which assigns an income to landlord or capitalist for any other reason than that which assigns a wage to the manual laborer — namely, that each after his kind is expected to be a useful worker, and when he meets the ex- pectation is entitled simply to the fair wage of his work — is not merely a rape of justice, but an insult to ordinary in- telligence." In this instance it was not so much his usual feeling that the unrepresented interest needed protection, which disturbed FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE FALLACY OF DISTRIBUTION Lyon's passive attitude, as it was the patience of assured strength deciding itself no longer a virtue. Lyon did not reckon himself anywhere near admission that the whole tra- ditional substructure of business was as flimsy as Graham rep- resented. It was not as true of him as of his father that busi- ness seemed as self-affirmative as the tides or the seasons. The difference, however, was merely in degree ; and Logan unsus- pectingly accepted this self-sufRciency of business as confirm- ing the theories by which business had been explained. The instability of his position was in precisely this relation. Un- der close scrutiny it turns out that the one arc of this vicious circle has no necessary connection with the other arc. Lyon had not found this out. He was like the hearties who had sailed the Mediterranean in the good old times when Jerusa- lem was the centre of the world, and its outer edge was the sky line beyond the Pillar.-^ of Hercules. So long as that was the radius of their world, the theory was good enough for them, and they wasted no time prying underneath it. Simply be- cause he had never had the conceit up for examination, but had given it storage room along with other souvenirs of his college days, Lyon was as unafraid as the hosts appealing to Baal, when he called up, as he supposed, a fact which would put an end to this whole trifling with the unchangeable : — "How would it do, Mr. Graham," he demanded, in a man- ner which was meant and understood as mandatory, in spite of its studied politeness, "to consider some of the things that we all know are here to stay, instead of harping any longer on aspects of the ease which you claim to regard as debatable? For instance, we might progress if we started with the fact that nothing can rob the capitalist of the merit of his ab- staining from consumption of his wealth, or of his title to the reward due for reserving the wealth as capital." "Last stowaway aboard! Cast off your stern line!" jeered Graham with a burst of glee that was schoolboyish on the sur- face, but sufficiently drastic in effect. "Perhaps you haven't been noticing how I was rattling the pennies in my pocket while I was looking for that perennial 'pity-the-poor-blind- man' to turn up? 'Productivity' and 'Abstinence!' The Angel Twins of Capitalism ! Whose soul is so congealed as not to be stirred to its depths by the privations of Avery stock- holders, eating their frugal bread without butter, and their potatoes without salt, so as to have the means of taking up 3B4 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE FALLACY OF DISTRIBUTION their ground-floor apportionment of the next 'good thing!' If it would not mEike a too appalling exhibit, we might reckon in the game suppers they pass every now and then, when they can't Turkish-bathe away in time the effects of the one before. It is enough to draw scalding tears from the painted eyes of the wooden Indians in all the back counties !" And Graham raised a cheer that must have made the people outside won- der ; as no drinks had been ordered. "Mr. Lyon," moderated Graham, but with no less accusa- tive sarcasm in his inflections, "that 'abstinence' gag is the most give-away specimen in the entire collection of capitalistic antiquities. It shows up your whole speculation of making wheelbarrow propositions cover aeroplane processes. When it was a question between wearing the old shoes another season, and getting a new saw to use in the shop ; or between short ra- tions through the Winter and seed to plant in the Spring, ab- stinence meant something large in the industrial process. But do you want me to believe that, since you stopped swallow- ing things as they were told, you are still taken in by the sanc- timonious pretensions of 'abstinence' as a nietaphysic of mod- ern distribution? Couldn't you just as easily believe that Atlas carries the world on his shoulders, as that 'abstinence,' in the sense of self-denial, cuts any considerable figure in the case of large capital and modern capitalists? You know as well as I do that there would be no capitalistic problem if the only capital concerned were the kind that exists by grace of the self-sacrifice of its present holders. When you assume the contrary, your special pleading for capitalism makes a good pair with the Henry George argument that, because savages get their food without capital, therefore capital is not neces- sary for civilization. The capital that makes the problems is not the tool capital that its owners deny themselves necessities and luxuries to get; it is the finance-capital that its owners couldn't consume if they would — the surplus above all possible capacity of its individual possessors to use in any way except to procure them unwarranted power over their fellow men. Crediting anything to such capital on the score of abstinence is as far-fetched as defending winnings in a poker game and with marked cards at that, on the ground that they were earned by abstinence from work. If we were talking about constructive financiering, that hunts out unworked resources, and then gets together the capital necessary to develop them, I FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE FALLACY OF DISTRIBUTION might go as high as you would in appraising the wage-earning value of that service. But for God's sake kick that canting hypocrite 'Abstinence' out of decent company, and give things their honest names ! The place to discover the self-contradic- tion of capitalism is with those capitalists who have to lie awake nights to think out ways of anchoring their capital so it won't drift away with the next tide. Stretching your meta- physic to cover them is like calling it 'abstinence' when the boy hanging around the rear of the grocery doesn't walk away with a hogshead of molasses in his stomach!" In the evolution of social species, the variety next beyond the inquirer by curious argumentation is the inquirer by in- ventive experiment. If Lyon's attention had been trained in- ward instead of outward during Graham's latest iconoclasm, he might have observed beginnings of revaluations which, if let alone, could have no other outcome than development of the more advanced type. Not that Graham had said any- thing new. Although in recent years Lyon had given hardly more thought to this second link in the chain of Graham's reasoning than to the one before ; and although he could not have told where he had come across similar opinions ; there was, on the one hand, the staleness about them of lessons learned but not assimilated, then forgotten and recalled. On the other hand, the personal force and assurance that Graham put into his destructive criticism was irrefutable. If it did not carry conviction, it destroyed the self-evidence of the pre- vious basis of belief. Lyon could not remember whether he had heard his father's comparison of business principles with the laws of climate, before it was so unsuccessfully tried on Hester. He would have said, however, that the parallel was fairly close. All the schemes or longings for social readjustment which he had ever thought worth notice, even as academic propositions, were to his mind as though they took the facts of climate for granted, but deliberately undertook the task of artificially controlling climate. The possibility had never before pre- sented itself to his imagination that the business system might be more like a conservatory than like climate. Contact with a man who had been a brilliant success in business on a large scale, who nevertheless believed that the principles on which the conservatory had been run were not only ridiculous but BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE FALLACY OF DISTRIBUTION contemptible, supplied a new object-glass which rearranged his whole field of vision. Since he was facing the argument, rather than his own subjective reactions, Lyon had no thoughts for effects upon his personal make-up, but only for the strategic value of Gra- ham's moves. He had never allowed himself the false security of underrating an opponent's strength. He was too judicial to coddle himself with pretense that his position had improved during the engagement. In stark truth, he felt as though he had been guilty, as he never had been in reality, of going into court with a superficially prepared case, and had found himself confronted by rules of law which he had never considered. If Lyon had followed the impulse of the moment, he would have announced himself on the spot a volunteer to test Gra- ham's allegations, and to devise remedies for the conditions, if the charges were sustained. But he was a part of the system. He was retained in its interest. It was his business to repre- sent its claims. He had not even Kissinger's freedom to re- sign his position. Filial duty held him tighter than profes- sional obligations. The only immediate recourse was stout assertion of 'not proven,' with reserve purpose of going into Graham's attack at once in detail, to discover whether any- thing in his theory really demanded practical recognition. 357 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE SUPERSTITION OF PROPERTY Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE SUPERSTITION OF PROPERTY XXII THE SUPERSTITION OF PROPERTY "Everything fair and reasonable in property would be affirmed and strengthened if it were readjusted on the service basis." GRAHAM had no means of choosing between the possible explanations of Lyon's failure to strike back. It might be a confession. It might be sheer inability to see things ex- cept through the capitalistic prejudice. It might be retreat into unthinking defiance. With nothing to go by in decid- ing what state of mind to infer, the wisest course was return to the pure logic of the case. There was no doubt that Lyon's attention was still pacing its beat ; and Graham took the chance of forcing his position by massing his attack on the centre. After the silence had lasted long enough to afford each party a fairly clear retrospect of the ground covered by the discussion, and for each to cast up his account of the other's offensive and defensive strength, as revealed to the kind of muscular sense called into action by the encounter, Graham started again in a tone which retained no trace of his previous heat. "One of the things that men of your type are never able to shut out of their minds, Mr. Lyon, when any one questions the metaphysics of our economic system, is the ghost of the bill which the questioner is supposed to be carrying around in his pocket, ready for railroading through the legislature the minute his clique gets the balance of power, and tooted as an instantaneous cure for everything which the questioner calls bad. You can't or you won't separate the question of principle from the problems of policy. When I say that the property basis of economic distribution is a burlesque of jus- tice, and that the only sure a,pproach to distributive justice will have to be on a service basis, you refuse to give the propo- sition a hearing, because you suppose I have a scheme up my sleeve to dispossess property holders and distribute the loot to the public per capita. Or rather, you don't suppose any- thing of the sort, but you dodge the responsibility of run- ning down a fundamental proposition, by pretending that FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE SUPERSTITION OF PROPERTY every one who sees through your mythological metaphysics is in the crazy class. "If we should compare notes all along the line, I fancy it would turn out that I have quite as radical contempt as you have for scoldings at things that serve a necessary purpose in the course of evolution, and are bad only when they are set up as finalities to block further evolution. I don't want the savings banks to stop paying interest — partly because their deposits come about as near as anything in our day to the fabulous conception of capital that deserves a reward for its own sake — and I don't need to be told that the savings banks couldn't pay interest unless investments yielded profits. Be- sides that, the savings banks do a big service, on the one hand, in bunching small sums for use in large enterprises, and on the other hand, the interest on deposits provisionally takes the place of the deferred payments which will endow the old- age of all the industrious, when we have learned to apply the insurance principle for all it is worth. With different de- tails, all legitimate uses of capital, and payments of dividends, are justified in a way, and to a certain limit, which I will not discuss, by the value of their service in putting savings at the disposal of productive workers, and in proxying partially for the old age insurance that will provide for the non-pro- ductive yoars of all the world's workers when we have ration- ally developed our economic system. "While the regular workings of solid business do not con- firm the grotesque theories that have been fabricated to jus- tify them, they have a much better reason for existence in the literal fact that they are the best approach we have thus far been able to make to an ordering of industry in accordance with the netual values involved. This does not remove the other fact that it i* up to us to recognize the snap- judgments incorporated in our capitalistic institutions, with the intolera- ble consequences that appear as incorporated capital increases in amount; and to put less mischievous judgments in their place. "Everything fair and reasonable in property would be af- firmed and strengthened if it were readjusted on the service basis. Everything obstructive and abusive and perversive in property is protected and instigated by the satanic negation of humanity in our capitalistic mythology. Day and night, and change of seasons, and advance of civilization didn't stop 362 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE SUPERSTITION OF PROPERTY when we found out that it was the earth that revolved, not the sun. We have understood things better, and managed ourselves more successfully, since we have reckoned with the facts as they are, instead of trying to fit ourselves to fictions. Business won't stop, and justice won't disappear, and human progress won't halt, when we retire the sardonic old lies I have been talking about — that capital produces, and finan- ciering manipulation is abstinence, and haAdng some wealth confers an inherent right to more. I would willingly quit fighting capitalism for life if I could get the fundamental concession that business theory shall henceforth be shifted over from the property basis to the service basis. I don't pretend to see very far ahead as to how the accounting will work out, and it would be foolish to try. Coming generations will have to develop the details, just as we are only getting fairly settled down now to the job of finding out what political democracy actually involves, although the eighteenth century substituted the principle of government by the people for the principle of government over the people. The details will take care of themselves, and T am not so very much con- cerned about the how or the when of them. They will get into shape as fast as men are fit for them, if we only carry through the fundamental revolution from mystification into matter-of-fact in our conceptions of the primary economic re- lations. Whether it comes soon or late, the world will be in its next great era of human achievement the moment there is a working majority for calculating our economic course ac- cording to the human factors in the process, instead of blund- ering along further in this capitalistic trance. "You think this is an infinitesimal issue to start a strike on, Mr. Lyon. I am trying to show you, on the contrary, that it is an issue that goes to the roots of modern men's connections with one another. When men see the facts as they are, they are not long in perceiving that the logic of events is rapidly forcing choice between two alternatives. One or the other is inevitable. We may go on in an endless series of trials of strength between economic classes, with decision of nothing except survival of the type that the system makes strong ; or we may appeal to elementary principles of the human proc- ess, and reorder the system so that fitter types will be the strong, and will survive to fill the world with a better process. This strike means that a social will which may be only a cloud FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE SUPERSTITION OF PROPERTY as big as a man's hand on the world's horizon — but none of us have taken its measure yet — has made itself up for the forward end of this dilemma." The two men were leaning so far over the little table be- tween them that their faces nearly met. They were looking each other fixedly in the eye, and there was no more energy in Graham's assault than in Lyon's repellant resistence. Perhaps it was well that Graham did not know how far Lyon had convinced himself before the argument began. He might have scattered his fire if he had suspected how many of the things he was saying affected Lyon like graphophon- ings of mind readings from his own off-duty reflections. In fact, Lyon had to keep his will power at high pressure to hold the business side of the interview foremost. By vigilant use of force, he centered his interest on the strike issues trembling in the balance, and possibly to be settled one way or the other by some slight turn of the talk. The prospect of arriving at anything practical, however, seemed so remote that it was hard to resist the allurements of the argument as a purely speculative exercise. In that light his sympathies would have led him so far from his professional position that Graham would have been at a loss to place him. In fact, although it was not yet quite clear to Lyon himself, his business ideals were not so very different from Graham's. For Lyon, how- ever, these ideals belonged in a detached realm of the mind. They had a coherence and a desirability of their own as ab- stractions. He still considered it visionary to suppose that working connections could ever be established between them and actual affairs. If Graham had been able to ferret out so much, it would probably have decoyed him into the tactical mistake of mov- ing directly on Lyon's will, instead of continuing preliminary operations on his ideas. His confinement to surface indica- tions for clues to Lyon's state of mind imposed persistence along the line of logical and psychological rudiments; while a little more knowledge would have stimulated efforts which would have been strategically far less effective. "Just one more fling at this distribution matter," Grahain indexed, with a breezy sort of suggestiveness that he had so far merely been getting bothersome trifles out of the way, "and then I'll come to something a little nearer home. BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE SUPERSTITION OF PROPERTY "I don't want to reopen the productivity question, but of course it has to be the background of our ideas about distri- bution. And after what I have said, it would be dishonest to accuse me of promoting a scheme that would put one man's dues into other men's pockets. I am trying to show you that we have such a scheme in operation now. It is backed by solemn codes of owl-eyed law and philosophy. I am after a scheme that will get each man's dues into his own pocket, and that daylight law and philosophy can stand for. In the system of distribution that the realities of life will finally sanction, everybody that contributes to the values of life will get a share, and for the good and sufficient reason that he contributes to those valu&s. If any one gets a share who does not so contribute, it will be either because the social scheme has broken down enough, at the point where he occurs, to be defenseless against his brand of thieving, or because he comes in on some minor qualifying clause that needn't embarrass the main argument. You have no fear coming that any- body, from the bank president and the captain of industry down to the scrub woman, will be thrown out of any job that really contributes to the values of life, or will lose the pay that belongs with the job. But our present theory of distribution is an unmixable fluid, made up of unequal and variable parts of the oil of wages and the water of bonuses. The process of squeezing out the water that is going on in the world of practi- cal finance, has also got to go on in the theories behind the finance. When the process is complete, nobody that helps the world along will be short of his equity in the process. Only the polite hangers-on will find that they've either got to starve or go to work. "To change the figure, our present scheme of distribution is trying to support itself with one foot on the ground and the other in the clouds. When it gets planted with both feet where sole leather can get a purchase, the procession will be less picturesque, but it will be an ablerbodied column, with a much reduced percentage to be accounted for by the hospital service and the missing list. "Libraries have been written in the forlorn hope of work- ing off on the rank and file of us any old thing except unadul- terated truth about distribution. "The facts always get there in the end. I can't silence all the libraries in this skirmish. I can only show you the location of my main batteries. The 365 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE SUPERSTITION OF PROPERTY key to this particular part of the situation is that property is privilege. Sounds like diluted Proudhon, doesn't it? 'Twould save lots of trouble if I could leave you the satisfaction of damning it with that label ; but truth compels me to bar such short cuts by adding that property is one of the privileges that make life worth living. 'Maintain property' is writ large be- tween the lines of the Ten Commandments, and it is not much less rudimentary than the best of them. "On the other hand, property is a sort of privilege that can be saved from abuse only when it is controlled by infallible moral perceptions; and they are the factors in the case that the game keepers of property have been sedulously stirpicul- turing out of our intellects for more than a hundred years. "If I had a dollar, and I lived in a society that did not main- tain property, instead of having my hands free to work for another dollar, it might cost more strength and worry to keep the first one than it took to get it. Property is the privilege of falling back on our neighbors' help to defend us in pos- ?es.sion of what rightfully belongs to us. When all of us see that the only way to keep all of our hands untied for prof- itable work is to stand by one another in guarding what our work has gained, each of us has the benefit of a privilege that is equivalent to the work of a big machine added to our feeble labor power. When ray neighbors pledge themselves to guard my dollar, they are my servants, and I may put in my whole strength getting another dollar, or I may do what I please till I need my dollar. "But capitalism has actually made us believe that, instead of owing my neighbors something for their protectorate over my dollar, they are bound to pay me something for allowing them to act as my private watchmen ! I would rather lounge in the shade than hoe corn; so I turn over the hoe, that I have bought with my dollar, to my neighbor Jones. All my neighbors go on his bond as surety for the hoe, and he be- comes the agent of my neighbors in guarding the hoe. When the season is over, if he doe.'^n't do it of his own will, my neigh- bors close in on him with their property laws and make him return not only the dollar which I put into the hoe, but ten cents more to compensate me for doing my work. In other words, our capitalistic system is the great original Tom Saw- yer getting his fence whitewashed !" 860 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE SUPERSTITION OF PROPERTY Lyon was reminded of Hester's similar way of putting it the previous Sunday, and he wondered whether she had been working on a clue from Graham. This seemed to him, how- ever, a far more extravagant caricature of the real transaction, than hers; but he merely interrupted dryly, "While you were about it, Mr. Graham, couldn't you also have barred the short cut from the sublime to the ridiculous?" Graham reacted instinctively. He dramatically advanced to the higher emphasis of reducing the physical elements of speech to almost inaudible suggestion. "The span from the sublime to the ridiculous in the case, Mr. Lyon, is precisely the one dimension of the chasm that capitalism has channeled in modern society. This strike is a preliminary survey for the engineering feat of closing the crevasse. The only desperate element in the situation is the fatuity of capitalism in reversing the identities of the ridicu- lous and the sublime. The most stupendous deception ever lodged in the minds of men is the uncontrollable element in capitalism's disrupting force. It is the incredible hallucina- tion that absentee ownership can entitle a man to levy tribute on the fellowman who stays by the stuff and makes it useful for human purposes. The reality of this moral upsetting has been hid from the wise and prudent but it is dawning on babes. Capitalism and its intellectual panders refuse to see it; but all that is human in men is beginning to feel it; and install- ing the truth in place of this cynical perversion is going to be the work of the next great era." The three men were equally affected by this compression of a crisis into a breath. The words had been put into Gra- ham's mouth, and another age might have told the story as a speaking of the supernatural. In the form dictated by the circumstances, the perception which had been guiding him for years was almost as revealing to Graham as to Lyon and Halleck. The judgment of neither was at once changed by it. On the contrary, its first effect on each was to confirm him in the position he was trying to maintain. Sharpness of outline, if not depth of insight, had been added to the view of each. The time needed for the back-spring from the strain of the moment was filled with readjustment of vision to the altered outlook. When Graham spoke again, it was in the emotionless and decisive tone of ordinary office affairs. "Our whole wise- FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE SUPERSTITION OF PROPERTY acrely last-century literature on the calculus of capitalistic in- comes is as sophistical from the start as if it had been dis- quisitions to prove the moral harmonies of winnings from loaded dice. Our business routine conceals this vitiating ele- ment in our economic system in the mass of details that are entirely rational. When I pay six cents for the dollar I bor- row at the cashier's window, the service the bank does me is in so many ways like the service of the grocer who sells me a dollar's worth of sugar, that it would be wanting something for nothing if I quarreled with paying a profit to either. If we were all attending strictly to fair exchange of services with our fellow men, and had no ways of collecting for services not rendered, there would be as little to go on in fighting the profits in the one case as in the other. The six cents which I pay to the banker under the name 'interest,' total up mostly from items that would have to be covered in any solvent sys- tem of doing business that could ever be invented. First is the fair wage to the banker for his labor. Then there are all the necessary expenses of doing the business of keeping money in stock for the use of worker's who haven't it in stock. Then, besides other items, there is insurance on the risk the banker takes of not getting his money back, in spite of the big secur- ity system which business and law maintain. I am quite will- ing to admit that the six cents I pay for a particular dollar may be no more than enough to cover all these items in that transaction. What I am pointing out is that our capitalistic theory permits and encourages the loading of that interest charge with an unearned bonus to the owner of the money, simply and solely because he is the owner. More than this, the ways of collecting this charge, and others that look like it but are really raised counterfeits of it, are so many and so complicated, that the banker's fair compensation may be exceeded over and over again, by levies which property is able to make on production, on account of the fictitious merits which the capitalistic metaphysics credits to capital. Wage and cost of the service are the only proper fixed charges for economic goods, whether supplied by landlord, capitalist, manager or laborer. Capitalistic inflation of the rent, inter- est, profit, and salary elements of distribution, in excess of the price necessary to cover these charges, is the only an- archism which modern society has seriously to fear. There is no compensating social function to which this graft cor- BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE SUPERSTITION OF PROPERTY responds. Capitalism standing by Have in forcing hold-up money from Have-not, is the most misanthropic enemy left in the path of socialization." In spite of the extensions which the talk was giving to his abstract theory, the unavailable quality of these refinements loomed up to Lyon at this moment more than ever. He was not disingenuous, but merely practical, when he again ap- pealed from speculation to common sense in the unshaken ulti- matum : — "Well now, Mr. Graham, bring this thing right down to application. Honestly, supposing every capitalist in the world should paste your proposition in his hat, and on his office door, tomorrow morning. What earthly chance is there that swapping one metaphysic for another could make the slightest impression on the ways in which we've always got to do business?" "That is the very least of my troubles," was Graham's quick rejoinder; and something in his manner forbade suspicion that he was either disregarding facts or falsifying their indi- cations. The curl of his lip showed that he had discounted Lyon's sort of incredulity ; but his words showed plainer that he was not deluding himself about the lapse of time to be reckoned with before dividends could be expected from in- vestments in moral principle. "So far as I know, it has been rather the rule than the exception for the social principles that we now regard as settled to drag out a period that looked like still-birth, after the date which History selects as mark- ing their accession. The case of English constitutionalism is the whole thing in a nutshell. In outward appearance things went on in pretty much the same old way for two or three hundred years after Runnymede; yet the historians tell us that Magna Charta marks the great divide between the regime of kings over the law and kings under the law. To the dis- passionate observer at our distance nothing worth getting very excited about, one way or the other, seems to be involved in letting the word 'Autocrat' stand in the Eussian constitu- tion or in running a pen through it. But the Douma knows, and the Czar knows, and the Czarocrats know that a constitu- tion with the word 'Autocrat' left out would be the Magna Charta of Russian liberties. Neither the unsocial spirit nor the social machinery of capitalism would disappear if we should serve notice tomorrow that capital's term of office had expired, and that human interests would henceforth admin- FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE SUPERSTITION OF PROPERTY ister economic and political affairs. Suppose nobody in our day cashed in anything on the readjustment. Suppose peo- Kle would have to wait for returns as long as they did after lagna Charta or the Cross. Do you want seriously to set up the contention, Mr. Lyon, that it is not worth bothering about whether a subversive principle or its opposite sets the pace for the society we belong to?" The prospects along this line did not flatter Lyon, and he shifted to another question. "Has one of these great moral principles ever been known to ride into power on the back of such attenuated esoteric abstractions as we have been dis- cussing?" "Don't deceive yourself on that score either, Mr. Lyon," countered Graham instantly. "The minutes contain no rec- ord of anything passing from mouth to mouth faster or far- ther since the world began, than knowledge of the miswork- ings of capitalism among the plain people. They don't have to twist their minds around theorists' ways of telling it. They know the facts; and their instincts are growing truer every day about the sort of leadership that fits the facts. It isn't a question any longer whether the majority can be roused against capitalism. The question is how to keep them from being too much aroused, and by the wrong people. The straight line has never been the path of society on any long route, and it wouldn't pay to waste regrets over the unlikeli- hood of an exception in progress from capitalism to hu- manism. The costs of all kinds will be kept down though, and the readjustment will get into running order with least loss of time, the sooner men whom capitalism has trained to manage large affaiis sign up with the policy of the future and give it their loyal service. "But before I get to that," outlined Graham, "I have one more specification in the case against capitalism. It is con- nected in a way with the two chief counts that I have argued, but it goes on its own merits, and does not stand or fall with the others. In a word, a programme of economic distribu- tion in which capitalistic interests decide contested claims be- tween themselves and service interests, may be tolerated as a transition expedient. As a principle and a system it is damnaVjle. "The world's wage-earners are today in the situation a farmer would be in if a manufacturer of farm implements 370 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE SUPERSTITION OF PROPERTY had the legal right to decide how much of the annual crop should be invested in his goods. The interest of the farmer is to invest his surplus so as to do the most for the comfort and happiness of his family. The interest of the manufac- turer is to get as much as possible of the crop as dividends on his capital. If the farmer is free to act for his own interests, he may make foolish investments, but in the end he will probably look out for his family better than he would if the manufacturer were free to make him turn his whole surplus into machinery, regardless of the comfort of his family. The advantage of capital in the capitalistic system tends to become a strangle-hold of the something-for-nothing parties in dis- tribution, upon all the other claimants to a share in the out- put." 371 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE DOVE OF PEACE Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE DOVE OF PEACE XXIII THE DOVE OF PEACE "Each in his way was suffering for peace. Neither could quite believe that the apparently unattainable was within such easy grasp. Each feared to trust his own senses that he was not being played upon by some spiteful illusion." IN spite of his previous qualifications, Graham seemed to have exposed a weakness at last, and Lyon was on him like a ferret : — "Do you mean that the men who hustle around and find new places to use capital, and make plans so that the in- vestment will be secure, and give the people with a hundred dollars apiece a chance to put their money where it will be both safe and profitable, and carry on the business so that it will yield returns — do you mean to say that such men as that deserve nothing for their work?" "That is precisely the reverse of what I mean to say, and already have said," assured Graham ; and although he could not see how Lyon found any such implication in his latest remark, he was glad to be called on for the repetition. "In the freest and justest society I can imagine, there would be a constant demand, with good pay, for just that type of men. More than that, they would have a fair chance to bargain with the promoter, so that his work would not get more than its fair wage at their expense. But one of the things to be pro- vided for, before financier or organizer is settled in his place, must be that all their fellow workers shall collect the full worth of their work ; so that they, and not somebody else, shall have the decision whether surplus shall be capitalized at all, or consumed in raising their standard of life ; and if it is to be capitalized, the producers of it must be consulted about in- vestments to be made with their own surplus. Every man that joins in making nature productive, or people happy, whether he hoes cotton, or assembles capital or composes music, de- serves his pay for his work. But that is all wage. It isn't in- terest nor profits in the capitalistic sense. And I am not pre- tending to lay down a rule about the scale of wages, as be- tween the man with the hoe and the man with the hoard. I FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE DOVE OF PEACE am denouncing a system of book-keeping that credits to in- come what belongs to expense. As to a scale of incomes, I would venture the guess that from a thousand dollars a year up to the salary of the President of the United States would fairly represent the range between the service value of the man that might be taken as the labor unit, and that of the most efficient man in the process. "But the main point is, who shall put the valuation on the different kinds of work? Under our system, within certain limits, of course, capital can fix its own wage and that of labor too ; besides having the power to distribute hand-outs by the million that are not wage but rake-off. In a fairly rational system all the people who did the work would be represented in deciding how the product should be distributed." "That means," investigated Lyon, "you would give every- body a chance to vote himself a share of the capital of the world?" "In effect, yes," promptly assented Graham. "In other words, you would cure what you call 'capitalism' by inoculating everybody with the disease?" "If the world couldn't produce more than two or three drops of alcohol per capita," Graham conceded cheerfully, "I suppose its pro rata consumption as flavoring extract might abolish alcoholism ! But seriously, you can't afford to throw dust in the air by jumbling the distinction I've been making all along between capital and capitalism. You can't make it too strong for me that civilized men need capital as much as they need land. Capital in itself, and humanly used, is an unmixed good. Capitalism is an inhuman use of capital. Capitalism has turned capital into a gigantic beast of prey that grows by what it feeds on ; while the actual workers have to go without the food it consumes." In spite of his interest in the speculative side of the argu- ment, Lyon's impatience was again asserting itself. He was summing up the lack of practical proposals in Graham's talk, as confirmation of the Company's ultimatum that theories are not to be taken seriously till a practicable way of applying them is invented. He thought it was time to bring up his an- nounced reliance for defense. "But you have had a free hand all the evening, Mr. Graham, to conduct the case in your own way, and you haven't come down near enough for your drag ropes to touch the earth with anything that had the re- 378 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE DOVE OF PEACE motest resemblance to a practical proposition. Don't you know that you haven't come within striking distance of my original position that your whole case is air-castles and not business?" Quite as disconcerting to Lyon as the substance of Gra- ham's argument, was just the faintest trace of conscious and playful superiority in his way of handling the opposition. Instead of appearing surprised or baffled, he received every- thing which he took as strictly candid on Lyon's part with the patronizing confidence of the kindly pedagogue who puts himself in his pupils' place, and gauges his answers to the liberal reflection, "Those things puzzled me too at their stage of my education." Not even this latest challenge turned Gra- ham from his general plan, which he had varied only in de- tail. His answer, therefore, again seemed at first evasive: — "If I asked the Avery Company to throw all its power-gen- erators into the junk-heap, and buy substitutes of my make, wouldn't it first order its experts to spend all the time neces- sary testing the principles on which my generator was con- structed? The fundamental question would be whether I had exploited some mechanical fallacy, or had found a new application of physical laws. "Now let me tell you one or two facts, Mr. Lyon. These are not theorizings. They are things I know, although no one has the means yet of stating them with numerical exactness. "In the first place, there never has been a great constructive era in the world, a time when men pooled their forces, and moved things, and changed things, that did not get a part of its power from some sort of common faith. It might not have been in logical form in the minds of many men, but it made many men feel alike, and hope alike, and look in the same direction, and march in the line of their outlook. "In the second place, since the era of household industries closed, and capitalistic industry began, many things have combined to queer men's fundamental faiths. The men with overgrown genius for accumulation have developed a tech- nique, and their Boswells have lackeyed together a theory to match, which would beautifully account for everything if the world were nothing but a big quartz-mill, and the majority fulfilled their destiny by running it, while a few made off with the product. The rest of mankind have been in a sort FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE DOVE OF PEACE of daze, from which here and there groups have emerged with a faith more or less frantically advertised to carry in itself the regeneration of things; but on the whole the quartz-mill theory and practice have been the only consistent ground gainers. "In the third place, a faith is diffusing through our genera- tion, and is fast winning all but the men who have sold their souls to things, that the meaning of life is the survival of types that are superior in all 'round values, not merely in brute power. It is faith that the world belongs to the workers, and in proportion to the merit of their work. It is faith that our governments and our businesses, and the one no more nor less than the other, are merely machineries to furnish the means by which this progress of human types may proceed. They are not ends in themselves, entitled to take tribute of human sacrifice for their separate satisfaction. They are worth what they are worth as valets of men devoted to the main pursuit. It is faith that capital, which a pagan faith was binding as the cumulative burden of their servitude upon most men's shoulders, is to be sanctified as a medium of hu- man realization. From the mass of men who have only inar- ticulate feelings of this faith, to the few who speak some of its simplest words, and here and there the ones who have thought it through as a philosophy, it is marshalling modern men in a new migration to a promised land. It is a recon- structing Weltanschauung, as the Germans say; a way of put- ting things together so that they merge into one meaning; a morality of promises in the place of prohibitions; a religion that grows out of life and with life, instead of descending upon life to stunt it. "In the fourth place, the Avery strike is a calmly thought- out movement to secure a sample public profession of this faith in application to the practice of a big concern. Incredi- ble as everybody called it in advance, men and means enough have supported this faith to create the situation which exists between us today. Everybody called it an utterly impractical attempt to make working men fight for a proposition that meant nothing tangible to any of them, even if they won out. Here we are, however. You have no doubt whether we have been fighting and are fighting still. And the thing that we are fighting about, as it stands in the mind of the average fighter, may be reduced to this: — 'We demand a definite BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE DOVE OF PEACE promise to begin the working out of plans to manage capital in a democratic way.' " "In the fifth place, 'the democratic way' is getting a meaning as fertilizing today for economics as it was in the eighteenth century for politics. The plain man hasn't a cut and dried definition of democracy now, but he knows a lot of things that make in its direction, and others that make against it, and it is getting harder to fool him about the sort of thing that shall have his support. I find the working-man calls it the real thing when I tell him that democracy means living together in such a way that everybody gets his full share of backing from everybody else in doing his best to make the most of life ; and in return everybody does all that is in him to deserve his neighbor's support. "I don't mean to say that many men have thought their democratic faith much further into detail; but whenever I tell working men what democracy means to me, the response I get convinces me that a humaner faith is tugging harder at the hearts of more people than any of us imagine. "So far as I can sense the meaning of the tide of democracy behind this strike, it is a passionate feeling, reaching deep below the mental level where it is a reasoned theory, that our social agreements have right soon got to make a place for three things ; and you needn't look far to find the pressure for each of these three things behind every move the strike has made. "First, — and at this transition point out of the capitalistic aberration into sanity practically most important — ^is that the theories and policies of business shall frankly recognize the literal fact of the operative partnership of workers, and shall honestly accept the moral consequence of corresponding right to partnership in control. I said enough at the start about the fact of partnership wherever useful work is going on. This reality of partnership is filling the minds of work- ers, and it will not rest till it refashions their democracy. The fact that every business is an organization of men who are necessary to one another on the operative side, foreordains sooner or later a regime of partnership in information, part- nership in influence, partnership in deciding policies, partner- ship in adjusting principles of distribution; an active part- nership of every worker in giving spiritual meaning to the work ; not merely dumb and menial partnership in physical operation. FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE DOVE OF PEACE The second thing grades up in importance with the first, because it is the most necessary means to that end. Because partnership is cooperation in getting a common result; be- cause the working partners in business are not cogs but men ; the man-to-man relations in the economic process imply com- munity of knowledge among the partners about the purposes of the process, the policies pursued in promoting the purposes, and all the reasons why these policies, and not others, are the best. There is no democracy where some of the partners deny to other partners information which affects the interests of all. Everything which it is right to do in a democracy it is right to do in the open. Democracy needs publicity as a disinfec- tant. "The third thing is merely the last and largest look we can get at present at the meaning of democracy. What are we driving at? What is our standard of value ? What is the last test we can apply to human programmes, to decide whether they are wise and just or foolish and selfish? "This is where it is hardest not to give license to what I confess I regard rather literally as my prophetic office. I don't apologize to any one for my belief that I've made out more reliable landmarks than most men who call themselves practical are willing, on week days at any rate, to be suspected of laying their course by. The papers have reported me so often on this subject, and you have probably kept tab on me so closely, that a reading by title is enough for the present. The democratic faith is substantially a belief in men as a standard of value. It doesn't quarrel with any one who thinks he can see beyond human values, provided that his assump- tion of larger vision does not in practice depress these nearer values. The most worthful things we know are the qualities of men, and their reciprocities with one another on the basis of a rational scale of valuation of the qualities. The goal of democracy is not a point where the human process may be supposed to end. It is an illimitable development through conditions progressively favorable to the production of the highest types and most harmonious assortments of human values. Life is worth while, and all the material conditions and machineries and organizations of life get their scale of importance, just in the ratio that the whole and the parts are adjusted to the supreme purpose of realizing the possibilities 380 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE DOVE OF PEACE of persons. Everything intermediate is means. The end of life is transformation of all other power into personality. "It sounds occult, I admit, and a syllable or two of it at a time has to be diluted with much every-day experience to make it reveal itself to the man on the street. I'm giving it to you in its lowest terms, as an algebraic formula of the vital faith that is actually settling itself into position, in the minds of this generation, to mould the democracy of the future. It may strike you as grotesque, but without stopping to argue it, I'm prepared to defend this way of expressing the whole situa- tion : — The eighteenth century democracy of 'Liberty, Equal- ity, Fraternity' was to the twentieth century democracy of 'Partnership, Publicity, Personality,' as the boy with the penny whistle to the trumpeter of the troop. "Now, Mr. Lyon, I'm prepared to answer for the 'upper ether and angels' food.' While everybody back of the strike has not gone into all this philosophizing of its animus, in some shape or other everybody behind the strike has had in mind the general drift of what I have been saying; and all these shares in the faith of democracy are massing up the momentum of the movement. The spirit of the crusade is packed into the perfectly specific battle cry. Partnership with- out representation is undemocratic. You will have to forget your American history to believe that this is too abstract a proposition for a popular slogan. We do not pretend to know the form or the extent of wage earners' representation that will finally prove to be fair. We have merely started with the irreducible minimum that the unrepresented haven't a square deal. Our demand for an employees' member on the Avery Board means simply that our faith in democracy does not stop with words ; but from this out democracy is prepared to get itself realized in more consistent deeds." It is seldom easy in the darkness to take it as a sign of dawn. Since he last spoke, Lyon had been listening to Graham with deepening conflict between sympathy with his ideals and con- viction that practical use of them in ending the strike was impossible. He wanted to be as candid about one side of the case as the other ; but his sense of responsibility held him back, and Graham threw in his ultimate appeal. "I didn't come here as a bully, Mr. Lyon, and a conference like this is no place for threats. You have called on me for 381 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE DOVE OF PEACE the practical side of our theories though, and there hasn't been a time since the strike began when the practical side could be stated with more confidence than at this moment. Instead of being at a loss for means of making our campaign effective, fate is taking active operations out of our hands, and fighting our battle to a more decisive finish than we want. Next to los- ing this fight, the worst thing that could happen to us would be for the Avery Company to go to the wall. I can't believe you are worse informed than we are about the New Jersey scheme. I presume you know at least as well as we do that unless you can settle the strike within two weeks the Avery Company might as well wind up its affairs." Of course Lyon could admit no knowledge of the kind ; and instead of meeting the hint directly he put in evidence an- other fact, leaving Graham to draw his own inferences, but with the feeling that it would show the hopelessness of further discussion. "Perhaps the Company's estimate of that factor, Mr. Graham, may be inferred from an action of our Board this morning. It took a vote in which it more emphatically reaffirmed what it had already declared a hundred times, that sooner than elect to its membership a man named from the outside, it would sell its machinery as scrap iron, and turn the Elant into a roast peanut emporium. If the strikers are really eginning to see that they have some interests in common with the Company, and if they believe the situation is as pre- carious as you assume, the only rational course is a modifica- tion of their demands." For an hour Halleck had been scribbling busily on a blot- ting pad, while taking in every shading and modulation of the talk. He had torn off sheet after sheet and shredded them into the waste basket. He had that afternoon found some- thing to work on in a pamphlet containing the terms of a proposition made by English employers to strikers in the ship- yards. The circumstances were so different from those in Chicago that Halleck was handicapped almost as much as he was stimulated by the proposals. While the gloom was clos- ing in on the prospect during the last few minutes, his senses seemed to be quickened in the same ratio. He shook off the encumbrance, and reduced the ideas he had been struggling with to a series of clauses which made a possible meeting ground between the two extremes. He read them a second BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE DOVE OF PEACE time, then a third, a fourth and a fifth. They conceded so much, yet reserved so much ; they left with the company all its power, while committing it to a profession of faith and a practical policy which affirmed all the principles for which the strikers contended ; they did not disturb the company in its one absolute refusal, while they granted all that the strik- ers had claimed as essential in the meaning of the one impos- sible item — all in all they were so balanced, yet so construc- tive, that Halleck was obliged to set the brakes on his own assurance. He did not see how either party could afford to reject the solution ; yet it almost passed belief that an adjust- ment so simple could end such a mighty conflict. He had reached this eager state just as Lyon and Graham were dropping into moody contemplation of their nullifying result. They had been so centered upon their task that Hal- leck was left outside their range of attention. Each had an obscure feeling that it was a call to begin life over again, after writing off the irreparable, when he reappeared to them with the manner of completing the last thing said, instead of in- troducing a wholly unexpected innovation. "Listen to this!" and he read : — Memorandum of a Basis of Agreement Between the Avery Company and its Employees. 1. The Company acknowledges the principle that work in its employ creates an equity in the business. 2. Since no more exact way to calculate this equity has been dis- covered than the adjustment secured by established business practices, the Company holds that the only practical method of giving effect to Clause 1, is cooperation between the Company and its employees in dis- covering how the operations of the Company may more closely apply the aforesaid principle. 3. To that end the Company agrees to designate a standing com- mittee of conference, to act with a similar committee of the employees, in taking into consideration all the affairs of the Company, particu- larly everything affecting the interests of the employees, and from time to time to propose modifications of the general policies of the Company, whenever the conferees are able to unite on recommendations which in their judgment would tend better to protect all the interests con- cerned. 4. The Company agrees to accept any method, satisfactory to the employees, of constituting the membership of the employees' committee; provided only that all such members shall be on the pay roll of the Company. FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® 5. The Company agrees to instruct its committee to cobperate with the employees' committee in working out specifications of the kinds of information about the affairs of the Company which shall be put at the disposal of the committee, together with the rules which shall gov- ern access of the committee to this information, and its transmission to the body of employees. 6. The Company agrees in good faith to cooperate with the employees in carrying out the spirit of this agreement, by adoption of details which experience may from time to time show to be necessary in order to give it full effect. 7. As rapidly as the different departments can employ their full force, the Company agrees to restore all its employees to the places which they held before the strike. Preference in reinstatement will be in accordance with length of previous service. 8. The Company agrees to put its employees as far as possible in possession of the tenements which they occupied before the strike. If this is not feasible, the Company will extend its building operations so as to provide rents for all employees who desire to occupy the Company's tenements. 9. The employees agree to return to work as soon as these terms have been accepted by the Company and by the strike organization. 10. The employees agree, upon returning to work, to sign individual contracts not to join in a strike against the Company for a term of . 11. The employees agree to join in constituting and controlling an employees' committee, as provided for in Clauses 3 and 4, and to make that committee their medium of communication with the Company. It was SO obvious that it was incredible ! Virtually the same reaction was in Lyon's mind and in Graham's. "If a thing so plausible does not conceal some fatal flaw, how could we have kept up this frightful fight so long before finding it out?" The detective glances that the three men interchanged were both tragic and pathetic. Each in his way was suffering for peace. Neither could quite believe that the apparently unat^ tainable was within such easy grasp. Each feared to trust his own senses that he was not oeing played upon by some spiteful illusion. After a space of oppressive blankness, Lyon took up the inquest: — "Read it again, Halleck, and slow!" Halleck spaced off the words, stopping at the end of each clause for it to register its total effect. There was no comment till he had finished; and the long pause when he was done proved that the document at least stood the test as something that must be considered. Lyon expressed the first opinion: — "If anything can be counted on more certainly than a business man's contempt 384 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE DOVE OF PEACE for generalities, it is his suspicion of them. Pocketing a loss of almost any definite amount is easier for him than signing his name to a blanket clause like the first." "But what harm can it do," defended Halleck, "when no rights whatever are surrendered by it, except license to re- fuse to hear advice?" "Of course," Graham submitted, "that first clause is the meat of the matter. In form, it isn't what we have fought for. In substance it is all we demand. At the same time it leaves the Company standing pat on its original refusal, while it yields everything that we expected from the thing refused." Then the sitting passed into executive session before put- ting the memorandum on its final passage. Halleck's word- ing was not changed by the inspection, but the three men had to face the fact that they were after all not the court of last resort. When they had done their work, Graham simply recorded his personal decision : — "I am not a Czar. My opin- ion will go a good way with our organization, but it may be overruled. I promise you, however, gentlemen, that so far as my influence goes it shall be exerted in favor of settlement on these terms." Lyon was equally explicit: "It is needless to say that for more than one reason I have no way to affect the action of the Company except by advice. I believe it would be on the whole an advantage for business if it could put itself on this plane. In my judgment it would be perfectly safe and feasi- ble for our Company to make this experiment, but I can make no predictions about its adoption. I shall advocate it, how- ever, to the best of my ability with the directors." It was long after midnight when Halleck locked the door of the deserted resort behind the fagged debaters. They took the same car for a short distance. Graham had hardly taken leave at his transfer point when Lyon was aware of a change in Halleck. His quicker breathing, his pallor, his evidently constrained composure, were symptoms that Lyon had never seen in him before. He was alert in an instant. There was no one near to listen, but Halleck spoke in a rapid husky whisper. "The best service you can do a man sometinies, Logan, is to give him a rest from his own troubles by loading him with yours. I've put this off too long. Perhaps you and the rest of the town know better than I do what came to me 386 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE DOVE OF PEACE in full only a few days ago. I have struggled against my better judgment, and have hoped to avoid extremes. I wanted to rescue my wife from herself, and I wanted to avoid throw- ing a feather's weight of my own affairs against my possible power to help bring good out of the evil in this labor situation. Since Bobbie was born, I have not been Mrs. Halleck's hus- band, but her guardian ; and it turns out a miserably unsuc- cessful one. The end has come. What remains must be seen through other eyes than mine. I must have your help and Barclay's. Perhaps I may be able to do without you till you can give me some time that doesn't belong to the Company. Barclay knows things that must have their weight. I have written him he must be ready to oome at any moment. Un- less something new happens I can let the time depend on you." After giving Lyon's hand a grip that he felt till the next shock came, Halleck caught a car headed in a diverging direction. BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE DEGENERATE Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE DEGENERATE XXIV THE DEGENERATE "The one credit to the orgy was a currish sense of accountability." BUCK LYON had been running strictly true to form. Judicious handling by relays of experienced coaches had at last landed him among the certificate holders of the most select forcing establishment for cub intellects in the city. With fewer flunks and conditions, he had meanwhile passed the entrance examinations of several other types of institu- tions, whose hall-mark had left a much deeper impress on his propensities. Buck's Chief of Staff was Kid Granniss. This young gentleman had made Buck's acquaintance at an inter-school track meet. For reasons not ascertained, he had found it convenient to follow up the opening. A trial trip or so put the two youths on rather easy terms, and latent affinities rapidly ripened intimacy into inseparability. The Kid was a friend of the trainer of the Pan-University School team. The precocity and affluence of his jewelry ex- hibit were sign and seal of his prowess in the junior heavy- weight class. The advent of the Kid occurred at a peculiarly convenient juncture in Buck's affairs. The juice had been squeezed out of all the innocent fruit in sight, and Buck was casting about for something with a livelier flavor. The concurrent conditions were also remarkably pro- pitious. Buck's mother had discovered that his devotion to study had been excessive for one of his tender years. If she had been fully advised of his frequent associations and employ- ments, between the time of locking himself into his room at night and letting himself into the house through a rear door at the approach of morning, her correlation of antecedents and consequents might have been somewhat disarranged. Nothing so untoward had cast doubt, however, upon the inerrancy of her maternal affections. 391 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE DEGENERATE The fashionable specialist who had lately displaced the fam- ily physician in Mrs. Lyon's councils had never been obliged to undergo treatment for moral farsightedness ; but the vogue of that astute auxiliary was visible testimony that he had qualified as an accomplished utilitarian within the shorter cir- cuits. His impressiveness was accentuated by the profound and protracted consideration through which he arrived at the conclusion that he must prescribe precisely what he had seen at the start his patients were bound to have. The doctor's ratification of Mrs. Lyon's diagnosis was to be expected from a scientific man of his rare good sense. "A young fellow of his spirit mustn't be allowed to go to the limit of his ambition. He will overhaul the slow coaches soon enough. Give him a year in the pasture. Plenty of out- doors. No fret about a harness. Let him kick up his heels all he pleases. He will be the better for it in the end if his body has a turn, after this long pull at the books." While the family arrangement did not include formal adoption of The Kid as companion to the delicate scion, and keeper of his conscience ; while it must even be admitted that, until his variation of Pilgrim's Progress was relatively far ad- vanced, Buck neglected mention of his mentor at home ; nat- ural selection took care of that detail, including the usual pro- visions of nature for guarding against premature exposure of her more subtile workings. In the language of less circuitous and inconsequent judg- ment than Mrs. Lyon's fond-motherly type of opinion, Buck was turned loose on the town. In the parental version, he was giving his body a chance to get even with his brain. The unfeeling vulgarity of the street simply placed here and there a bet on the Lyons' chances in the familiar game ; "Given a boy with nothing to do, with plenty of money, and all his time to do it in, and the steering in proper hands, how long will it take to find the answer?" Promotion through the early grades of restaurant, and pool room and theatre wisdom had been rapid and eventless. It had been more a mass process than an individual venture; but it had served to sift out a half dozen likely candidates for faster company. It was at this auspicious moment that Buck and The Kid discovered each other. The latter probably numbered in his collection of trophies BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE DEGENERATE no honor medals in the methodology of education ; but if our present purpose permitted digression to a remotely relevant theme, we might show that this was an evidence of the clan- nishness of institutions. Kid Granniss needed no arbitrary at- testation of attainments nor of regularity. He respired in- terest-psychology. He exuded inductive pedagogy. He ex- uberated in progressive experience. He had not been led astray by the mutation theory. He believed in variation by continuity. He seemed never to lack resources for daily change of programme ; but no more did he fall into the bad management of setting the date of a number before appetite for that particular type of offering had been developed, or after the demand had appeared for a more highly seasoned bill of fare. Mrs. Lyon did not believe in nagging a boy. She wanted her son to be let alone, and to form his own character. She was sure a boy must be independent, in order to learn re- sponsibility and self-control. Of course she expected Chester to confide in her ; but the fact that his tastes tended from the beginning in lines which even his mother's partiality could not have approved, early gave a color of romance to his ac- counts of himself; and this embellishment necessarily grew more and more imaginative as the action advanced. It was also a matter of curious speculation to Mrs. Lyon that Chester was so little attracted to any of the young ladies of his own age in her circle of acquaintance. The "proms" and "informals" that he talked about seldom drew from lists of young women which she could very precisely verify ; but so far as she could infer from guarded allusions by the mothers of some of his boy friends, Chester was not singular in this re- spect. Mrs. Lyon was too tactful to pry into the matter ; and es- pecially after an inadvertent reference to it had drawn from the sensitive young man the annoyed exclamation, "All those girls with the tabby-cat attachments make me weary ! What's the fun of girls anyway, if they've always got to be practic- ing their Sunday School lessons!" From this time, Mrs. Lyon leaned towards the view that refined society had be- come too artificial, and had needlessly restricted young peo- ple's freedom. The second house maid might have thrown some light upon the subject ; but to do so would hardly have been for her in- terest, as she saw it. That discreet young person ordered her 393 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE DEGENERATE conduct toward Mrs. Lyon's son with a reserve at certain points in notable contrast with her responsiveness, and even complaisance, in other matters usually regarded as more vital. On none of the occasions for instance when she had engaged in conversation with the young man of the family, had she given him reason to suppose that she was advised of the ex- istence of The Kid, still less that they had a mutual under- standing. Under all the circumstances, it was quite out of the question that any member of the household should have ob- served a coincidence between her application for employment at the Lyon homestead and Buck's formation, a few weeks previous, of an offensive and defensive alliance with the em- bryo pugilist. It would be fruitless to inquire how much information, and of what sort, Mrs. Lyon would have found necessary before deciding upon a change of policy toward her son. She had, for example, never seen him in company with this same young woman, during runs of an hour or two from the city. Data not in Mrs. Lyon's possession would certainly have been requisite to satisfy her of the purposes which may have ac- counted for their tarrying at certain points during these trips. It would accordingly be idle to conjecture what her theory might have been of the nature of Chester's interest in the servants. Buck's fresh air regimen was not carried to the extreme of unintermittent exposure to the caprices of climate. Indeed, there were intervals of considerable duration when the treat- ment was relaxed by recourse to a variously artificialized at- mosphere. The Kid was even able to suggest a succession of stimulating occupations for which interiors, and indeed some- what isolated and retired apartments were advisable. Cer- tain of these pursuits were most absorbing when confined to select companies of men, preferably of a type so constituted as to find protracted satisfaction in conferring sums of money, without visible return, upon receptive associates. Others of these occasions illustrated the resources of mixed society. Here again, Mrs. Lyon might have found material for enlargement of her views upon the wisdom and the un- wisdom of social conventions. She would have observed that Chester seemed more unconstrained than in the surroundings with which she was familiar. At the same time, there would have been food for reflection in the fact that the young ladies 304 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE DEGENERATE who graced these companies, and with whom Chester's man- ner did not lack animation, had quite generally discontinued the use of Pasteurized milk as a favorite beverage ; while their chaperons were either preoccupied elsewhere, or were con- spicuously efficient in removing accidental barriers to en- joyment. No slight condiment to Buck's relish of his friend was The Kid's easy-going acquaintance with the leading spirits in these garish social strata. It is one thing to see the town from the cigarette seats in the rubber-neck wagon, and quite a dif- ferent thing to know you would be welcomed by the leading people, at any hour of the day or night, without an invita- tion. In a remarkably short time The Kid's progressive method had brought Buck within the lure of the dizzy ambi- tion to carry a pass-key to the sporting world, and to be every- where on terms of first-name familiarity with the main flash. Since it had never been required of Buck that he should toil or spin in order to be fed and clothed, it did not occur to him that there was anything demanding inquiry in the apparent amplitude of The' Kid's revenues. It did not appear that he had parents who might, like Buck's, have felt it a duty and a privilege to furnish an income commensurate with his dig- nity. Neither the Probate Court nor the Board of Equaliza- tion had ever been called upon to take cognizance of his es- tate. If Buck's attention had ever been arrested by the intri- cate subject of commissions, invidious interpretation of The Kid's intimacies with the hierarchy of managers might have been suggested. The detail that the number joining their various expeditions was never large enough to evoke The Kid's protest, so long as Buck did not object, might have been worth consideration. The Kid's fastidiousness in matters of tailoring and haberdashery, and his solicitude that the gang should not be misinformed about the perfectly correct sources of these and other supplies, might have come under cruel suspicion. None of these interferences with the even tenor of their intercourse occurred however ; and The Kid's vocation as leader of leisure and fashion was accepted with a piety which presaged conservative adherence to the orthodoxy of the gospel of privilege. But certain seeming reversions presently became prominent in the tastes and occupations of the forceful group of which Buck and The Kid were important members. The means 395 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE DEGENERATE were not at Mrs. Lyon's disposal, to be sure, to explain the new phenomena as withdrawals, or recoveries. To her mind, so far as she was informed of the change at all, the boys were merely becoming interested in a new group of the same sort of young women, respectable of course, but not of the best families, who had attracted them while they were in prep school. Others, not specialists in the psychology of degeneracy, if put in possession of the precise facts, might have inferred that association with certain feminine types had at last produced the normal reaction, and that the boys were returning to less equivocal interests. At all events the gang had turned its ingenuity to cultiva- tion of acquaintances among the girls in the Lakeside High School. Between Buck and the reputed "beauty of the school," Liz- zie Lawton, there had been what was known in school gossip as a "crush" at first sight. Lizzie's parents had never been ashamed to be called Cas- sidy, and their modest home in South Halsted Street was not to be despised ; but their oldest daughter's husband had a se- lect grocery trade in Kenwood, and as the family ambitions be- gan to centre around Lizzie, it was decided that she would have a better chance to make the most of herself if she lived with her sister while she was in the High School, and adopted her more genteel name. Lizzie Lawton was a fair sample of that product of which the present American blend is so prolific and so prodigal — abounding in body, alert of mind, and vibrant with a thou- sand expectations. Life in all its capacities was pulsing in her, and a little of the sound and sight of others' living had begun to stir her senses and her fancy. Mystery, romance, adventure, admiration, offerings, yes love! and power! were in the world. They were not far away ! They might come to her as well as to other girls ! Each curiosity and eagerness of woman expectant was tuned to the pitch of a vital wave. Woman's talisman, as Lizzie made it out, was ability to at- tract men. There was nothing ignoble in the secret, as she understood it. Beauty, of course ; and she was not vain of her beauty. She was just frankly conscious of it, and confident. Wit, she thought, and good temper, and no hysterics, and liking for helping other people have a good time — these must 386 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE DEGENERATE be the things that make the popular girl, and she was glad she seemed to have been bom with them. She was pure minded, generous, affectionate, ready — but so hungrily un- satisfied ! Nothing in Lizzie Lawton's most fervid dreams had pic- tured quite as much in the actual world, and for her own self, as appeared to her in Buck Lyon. The family reputation alone would have intoxicated a steadier head ; but Lizzie saw besides in Buck himself everything strong and manly that reading and imagination had made her admire. More than that, he was not an empty handed hero. He came with no end of ability to change school-girl stupidity in a moment into the whirl which she mistook for real life. The acquaintance was only two or three weeks old, but youth is time high-geared. In those weeks the gang had piloted an equal number of High School girls through degrees of initiation into world-wisdom for which the boys uncour- iered had required almost as many years. Yet from the pres- ent view-point of the gang, the girls had only completed the sort of rushing stunts that had prepared the way for The Kid's appearance. It had been a supper and a box-party. As the curtain fell, and the start was made toward the exit. Buck pulled his lieu- tenant back behind the portiere, and brusquely whispered the directions : — "Chase yourself now, Kid, and call off the rest, I'm taking her over to Madam's. She thinks the actorines go there to amuse themselves after the play. Watch me find out how fast she warms up. Come 'round in an hour or so if you want to. Ta-ta !" Buck had his mother's Brougham a block away, and The Kid made it easy for him to give the party the slip and start on the rest of his programme. As they stepped out after a short drive, Buck instructed the coachman, "Pull in at Sat- terlee's, John. I'll 'phone over." Next to the groping urgings of blindfolded nature, Buck's busiest accomplice in misleading Lizzie Lawton was her own sensitiveness to the shame of being thought "slow." This was her one morbidness — the fear of betraying some sort of ignorance that men would call unsophisticated. She was not a bad girl. She was finely proud and audacious and femi- nine. Her love of Buck was as blameless as love can ever be FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE DEGENERATE when bewildered and bedazzled by lavishings and protesta- tions which it cannot distinguish from love as honest as itself. Although she suspected nothing of the sort, these few weeks had been for Lizzie Lawton an almost continuous rehearsal of the prologue to the drama of The Fall. Unless we lodge some of our arbitrary theorizings in her typical healthy de- velopment, she had never been tempted until she found that she wanted everything that Buck wanted. Then, if she only knew ! If there were some one she could a.sk 1 Not her mother, for she wouldn't understand, and hardly more her sister. Were those girls on the Avenue ever in her place? And what did they do? But always when Buck wanted most, and her heart responded most, a preventing shadow had drawn be- tween him and her begun consents. Lizzie's mettlesome ambition to be classed by the boys, and especially by Buck, as a "good fellow" was to have its most cynical test in this House of Dread. She wished Buck had not wanted to take her there; but somebody went there, of course, and Buck met other girls there, and she would show less nerve than they if she didn't go. The house was one of those landmarks of the period imme- diately following the fire which the wave of expansion had meanwhile left in the belt of desolation between the centre and the newer residence districts. It had been the mansion of a prominent citizen. Space was its chief distinction; yet it had put out extensions rearward since it had become some- thing different from a family residence. It was a new experience to Lizzie to be obliged to pretend interest in adventure. Her light-heartedness had never failed her before, but there was nothing natural now in her struggle to appear pleased and unconcerned. Her instincts enlightened her instantly that there was noth- ing in the place to which anything healthy could respond. The big, high rooms, with the heavy, stuffy hangings, the dim lights, the smoke-laden air, were suffocating. She had a feel- ing that invisible lurkings and prowlings were all around her. The women who seemed to belong there, and whose evident efforts to attract the men as fast as they appeared were apparently more ingenious than successful, were of a sort that Lizzie had never noticed before. If they were ac- tresses, their costumes were different from anything she had seen on the stage. One or two of them were inviting the men BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE DEGENERATE to dance; and Lizzie's eye caught flirtings of draperies in- tended to allure partners, but they sent her heart into her throat; and only that untaught maidenly self-esteem which could not risk ridicule suppressed her disgust, and her fear and her longing to escape. Buck drew her to a little table conveniently placed for watching the visitors. He ordered mint juleps, and while they were sipping the mixtures which answered to that name, he did his best to offset the first impressions, which he was too wise to misunderstand. He told Lizzie not to be bored by these old-timers. The real push would be coming along soon. He tried to entertain her with fictitious gossip about the people in sight. Lizzie had not connected her alarm with Buck. She had no suspicion of him that might have suggested compari- son with a young panther poising for his first spring at live prey. Yet with every word he spoke her efforts to return gay answers became more forced. The smell of musk that oozed through the tobacco fumes was sickening. Ever since she could remember, certainly long before her confirmation, Lizzie had always attended mass with her mother on Sunday. As one of the women in the exposive red robes brushed by, shedding her thick odors, the service and all it meant to Lizzie appeared in hideous trans- formation. The scene was the devil's altar, and these women were censers of the incense of hell ! The balancing between horror and vanitjr of sophistication was still undecided, when a florid woman, in wilted evening dress, and bespangled with stones which Lizzie was too agi- tated to suspect, swept up to their table and spoke to Buck as though he had forgotten something which she expected of him. "The fancy dancing will begin in a minute on the next floor, Mr. Lyon." Lizzie thought nothing could be worse than she had seen. There might be a chance up stairs for a sweet breath ; and peo- ple might really be amusing themselves. Though she would have felt like a captive bird released if Buck had let her as- sume the rest, and had taken her home, she triedmore bravely than ever to conceal from him that she was hesitating. And Buck had no more relentings than a python. When he coiled his arm around her waist, and felt the palpitations ; and when her breath came quicker at every step, as he pressed her FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE DEGENERATE closer; all the pity in his parched little heart was licked up into the gloatings he had kindled. The scene on the second floor was not only not a relief to Lizzie, but her fluttering senses told her at a glance that it was merely a repetition of the first act below, only noisier and bolder, with some of the people more sated, others more fever- ish and greedy. Buck found two chairs and pulling them a little distance from the rest urged Lizzie into one of them, adding assur- ingly, "Hold on to the other one, Lizzie, till I pay the next fiddler." The bar-keep in butler's attire busy at the sideboard wasted no time, after he had felt the bill that Buck wadded into his hand while hurrying a few words in a low tone into his ear. Two champagne glasses were placed ; something from a small vial was dropped into one of them, and both were filled with the foaming liquid. Returning with the two glasses, and playing on the string that he had never found out of tune. Buck put the treacherous drink as lightly to the girl's lips as though it had been water from the spring. "We're going stale, Lizzie. This'U perk us up a lot, and we'll feel like showing 'em a few fancy steps ourselves." Ice cream would have been more welcome to Lizzie; but anything cold and acid promised relief from the hot throb- bing terror. She followed Buck's lead in draining her glass, and in spite of a pungent after-taste for a blessed moment she felt restored to herself. Added to the compound which she had drunk before, the heady liquor leaped so quickly into Lizzie's brain that at first it more than verified Buck's prediction. In her excitement Lizzie lost care for the surroundings. Her body seemed so light that motion was easier than rest, but rhythm was neces- sary for balance. Spritishly beckoning Buck, she led him an elfish chase back and forth through the rooms filled with jaded revellers. Her laugh was so careless, and her motion so graceful, that its apparent spirit of happiness roused the dull company; and she set the pace for such a deceptive imitation of an innocent frolic as had not warmed those case-hardened walls since they had harbored real merriment in their do- mestic days. 400 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE DEGENERATE Then another change came. The ecstasy in Lizzie's brain became dizzy and drowsy. She sank limp into a chair. Her head rested heavily on Buck's shoulder. Presently she rose to her feet again, clutching at her throat, gasping, trying to resist the lethargy, then throwing herself into Buck's arms and pleading for air. He led her, almost carried her, along a corridor. They en- tered the first unoccupied room, and the door closed behind them. Kid Granniss, with Tom Sears and Bud Owton, had been trying for more than an hour to amuse themselves with the remnant of the soiled collection. The thrumbing and the blare, the vacant laughter and the joyless songs, the repulsive enticings, and the bleary caressings for the first time affected even The Kid like a view of the spectacle from the back of the stage. The other boys were neither so new to these sights nor so calloused that the tawdry marketings could impose upon them in their present state of mind. The night had not only been enlivened by the unusual episode, but it was keeping up everyone's curiosity. The boys easily learned the story, and they were rational enough to be uneasy that the affair had gone so far, and to be anxious about consequences. At last Buck appeared, his face showing so ashen against the murky background that, if they could, the boys would have dodged hearing its meaning in words. He motioned them into an alcove, pulled their heads together, and hissed out his confession. "Great God! fellers, she's dead! and hell's to pay !" The one credit to the orgy was the birth of a currish sense of accountability. Buck had been so cowed by the effects of his crime that he had not dared to send for help till he was convinced of the worst. Then his instinct of self-preservation threw all his cunning into circuit. He issued his orders like a brigand at bay: "Stand by me. Kid, to quiet Madam. 'Phone for John at Satterlee's, Tom, and stay with the horses till he brings her down. Come up with him. Bud ; then all hike before the cops are on !" The brief council had hardly closed, before the house had sensed the danger. The jangling noises seemed to have set- tled sullenly into a choke-damp. Lights were turned down, and all the sounds that remained were spooky whispers, and 401 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE DEGENERATE the swish of women's garments, and stealthy dispersals, like the scurryings of guilty ghosts. Blank featured, according to the correctest canons of his profession; resolute with almost canine fidelity to its tradi- tion, "Right or wrong, my people 1" John Cassidy stalked through the deserted halls no more stalwart in body than in his contempt for the smudge which his duty called him to enter. He was under the impression that Buck had been taken ill. He charged all to the keeper of the resort. If he had been pretender enough to remove his hat, an unruly contraction of his brows would have betrayed his rugged in- ward revolt against the dubious law that a man may never lay violent hands upon a woman. At sight of Buck in the corridor, opposite an open door, Cassidy curbed his surprise, and impassively took the order, interpreted by a gesture pointing into the room, "We must get her to Kenwood quick ;" but as Buck added the address, Cassidy recoiled and staggered as from touch of a live wire. He took a step or two into the room, then turned wild-eyed to Buck, and stood stammering incoherent sounds that he was evidently trying to form into an exclamation. "What are you blithering about, John?" demanded Buck, nervously. "This is no time to be womanish. Get busy and have this thing over with in a hurry I" Cassidy was trembling as a strong man trembles when there is nothing more to lose, and no way to make a fight with fate. Buck supposed it was cowardice, and he sneered spitefully; but another tract in his moral sense began to function when he felt himself in Cassidy's strangling grasp, shalcen like a puppy by an angered mastiff, and when another dimension of his liability dawned on him through the shrill cry, "It's our Lizzie I It's our Lizzie !" Then sound and motion ceased in the stupefied group, as the father released the whimpering culprit and again turned into the room, softly approaching for a nearer look at the rigid face. The seconds took so long in passing that Buck's unchastened impatience conjured the heartless fancy of Cas- sidy petrifying, as he bent over his child. With a groan that would have pierced more impenetrable consciences than those in the awed circle, the stricken man fell to his knees, and clutching at the edge of the coverings that had been thrown over the victim, buried his face in them. BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE DEGENERATE while convulsive waves coursed through his body, until his turbulent feelings found utterance in the prayer that seemed to be echoed from the depths, "Holy Mother of God! Blessed Mary! Pity! Pity! Pity !" The last appeal, sustained as inarticulate tone, died away in a hoarse guttural sigh, that was followed by a torrent of sobs. If the prayer was answered on the spot, it was in giving back strength for what remained. The grief was so elemental, and so eloquent, that even the unfeeling haste of the on- lookers did not dare to interrupt it. When the storm had passed, the mourner raised his head for a moment and scanned the fig-ure before him, as though making sure that he was not waking from an awful dream. Then he rose to his feet and straightening himself stood plan- ning. He seemed to have forgotten that he was not alone. A white covering had been turned back from the bed. Gently swathing the form of his child in it, and gathering the bur- den in his arms as though it had been an infant in swaddling clothes, he walked firmly to the street and entered the Brougham. As Buck stood uneasily at the carriage door, the father simply commanded, "Drive to the mother!" The unexpected eleventh hour turn of the debate had so stimulated Logan Lyon that he could not dismiss it until he had reviewed the whole case, and had made memoranda of points that would require the most argument with the direc- tors. Then he dropped asleep in his chair, and at the tele- phone call his first notion was that Halleck was still wrench- ing his hand. He made sure that his father's door was closed, then took down the receiver. Buck locked up on a murder charge ! Logan Lyon had never felt at liberty to express opinions about the parental policy toward his half-brother. But all that was past. His loyalty to his father was now on duty, to break the force of the blow. The chauffeur had been sleeping on his arms for weeks, and the car was promptly at the door. Then came beating the speed limit to the station; the few decisive words with the Lieutenant and with Buck, showing that more time there FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE DEGENERATE would be wasted ; the round of the city editors of the morning papers — the mail editions were already off — insuring from all, with possibly one exception, handling of the story with justice to the public tempered by mercy to the parents; then the last slender thread of hope — hope not to remove the guilt, but to find its consequences in different form; hope not to undo the tragedy, but to have the boon of meeting some of its after effects with a fighting chance ; hope which the doc- tors must measure ; there was the assembling of the physicians, the torturing waiting, and at last the report. Buck Lyon had not taken Lizzie Cassidy's life, he had only — blasted it I BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE BROADER DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE BROADER DEMOCRACY XXV THE BROADER DEMOCRACY "My first principle is that it is the chief duty of the Company to adopt the policy which will do most towards enabling each one of its workers to make the most of his life." TO the group at The Lodge it seemed as though the period since their gathering a week before reached back an era. The change that had come over their outlook was thus far so undefined that they had hardly gone beyond expressing it to themselves in terms of time. Kjiowledge of Buck's transition from spoiled child to social problem had been kept from Mrs. Lyon until Edith and Hester reached the Lake on a special train, that left the city after Logan had assigned them their parts in the emergency measures. Edgerly had kept them supplied by long distance with every detail which could be of use in their ministrations. On Sunday morning it was evident that the parents wanted to be alone. Logan reminded Hester of her outstanding plan to make the circuit of the Lake by the "fisherman's path;" and in fif- teen minutes she was ready for the start. If Edgerly had been within hearing distance during the first hour or so, he might have found himself casting about for additions to the rubrics under which he had once attempted to classify Hester. She struck into the narrow foot-way and set the pace for a mile or two, as though she were in training and this were a Marathon race. Lyon trailed behind, easily holding the speed, though walk- ing had always been too much of a time-consumer for him to afford the luxury as an exercise ; but he amused himself with guesses about the distance they would cover before Hester would drop to a slower stroke. Then not so much a physical reaction as a change of mind started Hester botanizing and ornithologizing. Lyon couldn't decide whether the fusillade of questions she turned upon him was result of knowing nothing or everything about the plants and birds of the region ; but he reflected that if he had a law FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE BROADER DEMOCRACY case which would turn upon his ability in this line of cross- examination, he wouldn't know how to load himself to fire her style of questions. He didn't see how she could go into the items more thoroughly if she had been under contract to fur- nish labels for the National Museum ; and he wondered how much more she could do in Spring; before the witherings and the migrations. Without warning, this scientific zeal passed into the pranks of a vaudeville girl on an outing. Coming to a broader stretch of path, Hester challenged Logan to a hundred yard dash. She tried skipping stones along the placid surface of the water. She made a swing of a low hanging limb. She chattered and acted a medley of scraps, from the farce comedy to the Greek tragedy level; and in spaces sufficiently remote from the houses she ran over a parallel gamut of musical scatterings, in a voice strong enough for grand opera. It was no more certain that Hester was of typical nervous temperament than that she was not neurotic. This volatility was not pathological. It was not even mildly hysterical. It was as natural as a lark's flight or song, and as wholesome in its place as her woman's broodings, with Edith, over the af- flicted mother. This strain in Hester's composition had been in retirement most of the time since her father's death. While its liberty this morning was spontaneous, it was not entirely emotional. It was in part an intelligent and purposeful putting of the circumstances to their best use. Logan's pet name, "Gypsy," fairly fitted Hester in the days when she was an avid little child of nature. Ever since she had been old enough to read about them she had avowed affection for Mignon, and envy for the maid of the Lorelei. She had thrown herself into this romp, in a time and place that seemed made for it, just as she would have taken a plunge in the surf of the Lido. Not that Hester went through a deliberate course of reason- ing, any more than she did when she sprinkled salt on her butter. In either case she could have accounted for her rea- sons easily enough, if obliged to testify. She not only felt the need of relaxing after the months of anxiety, with the climax of the last few hours, but she knew it would freshen her for the more taxing decisions which could not be long deferred. 408 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE BROADER DEMOCRACY It would have been less easy for Hester to tell how much her outburst had been for Logan's benefit rather than her own. Until the two days just past, she had never been in a position to see, as Mr. Lyon himself probably did not realize, how jeal- ously Logan was a guardian for his father. This glimpse into the care of the younger man for the older gave her a new view of the burden Logan was carrying ; but she was not aware of the charge on his loyalty in the problem of bearing his double load with his strength divided against itself. She nierely felt as sane appreciation of a little out-door play for him as for herself. That the ebullition was under complete control of judgment was plain in Hester's next lead. She accepted the invitation of a rustic bench as shamelessly as though she had made no athletic pretensions ; and as self-possessed as in her most quiet moods, she spoiled Logan's preparations for making fun of her early need of rest : — "Spare yourself the trouble of laughing at me, Mr. Know- It-Better," she murmured, with her head bolstered against the high back of the bench, and her eyes closed as though she were settling herself for a siesta. "I'm tired, and I glory in it. A before-breakfast gallop would be the only dangerous com- petitor. And you can't even make me quarrel with you for thinking I won't last to the end of the course. I'm not too sure of it myself. What is it they say at the track? 'Too skittish for a good getaway?' But it was sport for sport's sake, and aren't we having it? If it has toned you up as much as it has me, you are as ready to tell me the latest about the strike as I am to listen. Things can't have stood still a whole week?" Then Lyon recited the story of the Casino conference. He not only told the result, but he detailed the conversation. His account would have compared favorably with an expert steno- graphic report, except that he dramatized it here and there, and not at all to Graham's prejudice. Hester had kept her eyes closed during most of the repeti- tion ; but without moving her head she opened them full on Lyon when he stopped speaking, and their look left him no need to be told that she was brimming over with exultation. "Logan !" she reproved ; "you haven't told which of the three called for the Nunc Dimittis!" FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE BROADER DEMOCRACY Whatever his freedom as chronicler, Lyon was not taking liberties with his liabilities as attorney ; and he dutifully drew the line. "No such infringement on the poetic license con- cession ! When the Muse of History writes it up a thousand years from now, I hope that sort of garnishment will match. Truth compelled me to stop, however, just before I should have been obliged to depose that after they had come down from their Mount of Transfiguration one of the three at least went to sleep to the lullaby, 'The King of France, with twice ten thousand men.' " "You can't mean," searched Hester, bending toward him until her arm had to prop her unstable position upon a bar of the seat between them ; "You can't mean that it would be pos- sible to reject this splendid compromise?" "Seriously, Hester," concluded Lyon, "while I'm with the plan for all I'm worth, as far as argument goes, in my opinion the only chance in the world that our directors will accept such a proposition is in the greater fear they may have of the New Jersey syndicate than of the strikers." "Then I must walk some more to find myself," was Hes- ter's stupefied reaction. This time they started off side by side, like a pair of reliable roadsters. Neither spoke for some distance, but Hester's mind was at work, and she showed her progress from thinking to- ward doing when after a little she asked abruptly, "How much do I count in the Company, Logan?" "On a stock vot«," Lyon replied, in a strictly professional tone, "if you should go against the Lyon interests, enough smaller holders would probably be with you to beat us." It was not slow thinking that retarded Hester's answer. It was one of her habits to project her thought, and to see how it would look under the make-believe that it had nothing to do with herself. This time, halting, she used Lyon's eyes as a reflector; and she tried every angle of light on the picture of herself acting unfilially toward her guardian. Hester was not of those chilled souls whose pride of ab- straction hushes their heart beats. The sort of idealism which starts its building of more stately social mansions on the debris of violated personal ties did not stimulate her sense of plausi- bility "You know T couldn't, Logan 1 Who was the old Roman that condemned his son to death, that has been passed along BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE BROADER DEMOCRACY in the school books as one of the heroic types we ought to live back to? I have always been grateful that I didn't ad- mire him. Within the past forty-eight hours I have found I could imagine the necessity of telling my own son he deserved the death penalty ; and I might even feel bound to confess it in public; but when it came to passing sentence myself No! The scheme of things would have to excuse me, and make other arrangements!" They tramped another stage in silence, and almost equally oppressed by a feeling of bafflement. _ When Hester spoke agayi she seemed to be verifying her vision by a retrospect over the whole theoretical tour of in- spection of which Lyon had heard a few fragments "The more I think about property laws, Logan, and es- pecially inheritance laws, the thing that impresses me most is that they are society's inventions for artificial selection of its gardeners, and housekeepers and butlers. If this artificial method proves to breed too many gardeners who huxter off the vegetables on their own account, and housekeepers who play bridge when they should be getting the meals, and but- lers who steal the family spoons and sell them for drinks, the method is bad ; and enlightened self-interest will surely make society change it for a better." Then she dropped into a brown study for a moment, and seemed to be picking her way with each word, as she followed out the figure. "We hear sometimes of old house servants, who have had things their own way so long that at last the family must choose between discharging them and acknowledging them as masters. Could the cartoonists make that kind of a public servant out of Uncle David?" Logan Lyon was prepared to admit to the directors that the scheme to which he was a recent convert owed its availability to pure accident. Standing on its merits, in ordinary times, it would be a quarter section in Utopia. With the beneficent aid of that compulsion which has made such a brilliant his- toric record transmuting men's necessities into their virtues, Lyon believed the Avery Company, although convinced against its will, and in spite of itself and a cold world, might prove that business may be done on that plane. He was not prepared to believe that his father could not adapt himself to the new situation. FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE BROADER DEMOCRACY Indeed the one remnant of mysticism which Logan al- lowed to interfere with his strictly matter-of-fact analysis of the Avery business was the palliating fiction that his father was the Company's agent, instead of its will. He flinched from identifying the Company's policy with his father's per- sonality. It would not have been easy to deceive him about the actual state of affairs in another corporation; but when- ever he had to reflect upon his father's moral relation to the Avery policy he reverted to the conception that the President was merely the executive of a controlling corporate conscious- ness. Accordingly he could not admit to Hester, nor even to himself, that her suggestion was fair. He cogitated so ab- stractedly that Hester was wondering whether he would come back to her query at all ; but he presently passed from silent to audible meditation in speaking out the substitute he had pictured : — "After the manager had brought the land under cultivation and had it yielding a high rate of return, it would have to be a cranky lot of owners that would want to interfere with him for calling a halt on the help, if he believed they were turning the farm over to weeds." Hester knew that the son's allegiance to the father was at present so loyally enlisted that argument involving the Presi- dent of the Company would be lost on Logan. Her instinct was keener though than his that, entirely apart from the merits of the strike, the outrage which now attainted the Lyon name had put the whole family estimate of moral values on trial. Her loathing for the particular deed in which Buck's foulness had betrayed itself was no more genuine than Logan's ; but he had thought of it so far only as it affected the individuals directly concerned. He had not connected it with business, nor with social standards in general. To Hester there seemed no room for question that the fam- ily must put itself right by making its future sacramental. It was equally clear to her that the Avery Company was com- promised, and that only some higher social compact could be its vindication. With this in mind she was assuming that Mr. Lyon would take the same view ; and not referring par- ticularly to the compromise, but to the whole readjustment which his moral standards would demand, she was trying to find a way of making his task easier when she ventured the guarded inquiry : — BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE BROADER DEMOCRACY "Do you think anything I might say to Uncle David would do any good, Logan ?" "Not so long as he thinks you don't know the difference between seed corn and thistle blows," gruffly answered Lyon. His peal of two voices was growing clangorous. He sus- pected that he was not holding his own in silencing the secret that his sympa-thies were with his father, not with his father's policies. His imagination read accusation of treason in Hes- ter's assumption that "do any good" would mean the same to him as to her. If overruled by his superiors he could fight against his judgment; but he had no rules to go by when he found himself maintaining one horn of a moral dilemma and believing in the other. Lyon was not the sort of man to sulk in his tent if his advice were not followed by the council of war. His lubberly reply, in perfunctory defense of his father's position, was the self-conscious actor's overplaying his part. The meaning of Logan's roughness did not fully appeal to Hester. She credited it not to a conflict with divided duty, but to overwrought sympathy with his father. It was rather easy too, in the apartness of that calm, clear, restful atmos- phere, to minimize the realness and the nearness of the labor conflict, and to idealize out of its due proportion the final filial fidelity which took on firmness as the stress increased. They had reached a patch of lawn convexing like a stage down toward a pier which, but for its length, might have been the orchestra leader's platform. At one wing a log, from which enough of a great branch had been lopped off to leave a chair-shaped seat, and canopied with thickly woven ever- green, might have been set as Titania's throne. As she merged herself into the coziness of the retreat, with no more preliminaries than if it had been a scheduled way- station, and as Lyon stretched himself on the close-cropped turf, Hester intended to dismiss the vexing subject by intro- ducing a character study in the question: — "If his interests didn't cross ours at all, and if you could detach him entirely from our affairs, what would you think of Mr. Graham per- sonally, Logan?" The answer itself did not surprise Hester so much as the suddenness with which it seemed to be shot out of a long loaded chamber. "What should I think of a man that spends the income from his capitalism in Idaho subsidizing a turn- 413 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE BROADER DEMOCRACY ing of capitalism upside down in Chicago? Can you make those two things pull together?" "The Boston papers abused him for that," Hester replied composedly, "and he took no notice of them. Channing Hart- ley drew his side out of him though, the last time he called in Brookline. Mr. Graham said he wouldn't be driven into any 'see-me-go-up' advertising of himself, even in a good cause ; but he would be glad to pay the expenses of an impartial commis- sion to investigate his Idaho business, and report on its bear- ings upon the labor campaign. Then when Channing urged him he explained that he was actuallj'^ doing in Idaho all that he knew how to ask any capitalist to do under present circum- stances. Indeed, he went so far as to say that he couldn't ask all capitalists to do as much at once, because many hadn't the help who would meet them half way, and a thousand other details would slow down the pace possible at many points. He had taken the trouble to get picked men into his employ. He had offered a better scale of wages than any competitor paid. He had opened up the books of the business, and under formal agreement he had talked its affairs through regularly with the help, as freely as if they had all been stock- holders. He had introduced a sickness, accident and old-age insurance system, besides committing the business to an ex- panding plan of local improvements. He had credited him- self personally with the salary which his grade of managerial work commands on the average throughout the country, plus the same percentage of premium which the other employees drew. Over and above all this, the business showed a sur- plus. Some of the men of course didn't know when they were well off, and demanded a pro rata division of the whole net income. The majority heartily supported the policy of turn- ing that surplus into an endowment, to spread the gospel of democracy till all the business of the country should adopt the same platform. The men as a rule accepted Graham's argument that it would be the same capitalism they professed to hate, if they should grab all there was in their lucky chance. He called on them to meet him in giving up some of his legal rights for the benefit of workers in general. They had not only done so much, but they had an organization of their own to help his scheme of campaigning and education. One of Channing's clients has interests in Idaho, and he ex- pressed the opinion that the whole story of the Graham en- BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE BROADER DEMOCRACY terprises there would talk louder on the economic and moral side of his case than all his public speeches." The subject seemed to have exhausted its drawing powers with Lyon ; and conversation lapsed till Hester mischievously threw out the more provocative hint: — "Would it be very un- expected to you, Logan, if Elsie should marry Graham?" For an instant the question seemed to have made no im- pression. Then, with a long meaning whistle, Lyon suddenly swung hinaself about from his facing the Lake, he pivoted his head on his elbow, he pried for more evidence into Hester's expression, and as a climax he exploded the accusing re- joinder : "How long does this date back of Kissinger's leav- ing us?" "You're making a wrong connection, Logan," was Hester's quiet denial. "When he hears it, Mr. Kissinger will be more surprised than you are. Elsie herself doesn't know that she knows it's decided ; and I know it only by cooking up a ragout of odds and ends, and serving it with a little faith that the awkward old world can't mess everything that ought to happen." But there were other close-al^hand things which even Hes- ter's intuitiveness had not fathomed. Not a few far less pre- scient persons had often allowed themselves to indulge a some- what unrestricted freedom of thought and speech upon one ought-to-be which had never so much as cast its image across her imagination. If there had been anything untypical in Hester's commerce with life, it would be found in the un- ashamed eagerness with which her virgin fancy had consulted the oracles. She had never affected the defensive feminine fiction of unconcern about men ; but none of the astrologers of girlhood had pointed out a way which promised anything for her most intimate quest. She had no index to the seizure of Logan's mind, in the past week, by the feeling, that all the unavailables he had ruled out of his practical program might easily be listed in the day's work, if he could have the help of a light which was probably beyond his reach. She did not know that the associating of Elsie's name with Graham's had affected Logan as bringing the light within the range of ap- propriation. She saw nothing but uninterest in a promising romance, and summons to take up the line of march, when he rose and stood looking down at her. There even seemed to FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE BROADER DEMOCRACY be a threatening quality in the cloud on his face, which made her think the load of the family troubles was settling back on him with dulling weight. She did not know that Logan felt himself hanging on the decree of fate whether he should end among the inglorious majority of the overcome-of-the-world, or should win his spurs as a fighter for ideals. Her self-com- mand would have had to be more mechanical than it was, if she could have controlled every mark of surprise when the most highly charged words she had ever heard seemed to struggle from his lips: — "Have I been all along too much a brother to you, Hester, to be thinkable in a closer relation?" Lyon had to wait so long for a positive sign, that he suffered from a sense of having committed an offense against nature. It required some seconds for the blur in Hester's mind to resolve itself into accountable impressions. All the scenery seemed to have been instantly shifted, with no change in the stage directions. The first coherent association which Hester could make out was that an unrecognized image of Logan had been the lay- figure for every sketch of a pattern husband she had ever drawn. From her earliest recollections he seemed to have been cast for such a matter-of-course part in her drama, that she had never been aware of starting with an inventory of his traits as the working nucleus of specifications for the more import- ant character. The truth came into sight so suddenly, and at first it amounted to such a probable case against her innocence through years of composing from one model, that Hester was almost abject in her inability to persuade herself of anything extenuating. Then, as her steady gaze at Logan seemed to erase physical lines, and to leave the spiritual picture, Hester saw a partial explanation ; and she spoke so gently that he was at once ab- solved of his self-accusation, while the possibility of a favora- ble decision appeared still farther removed. "If it is unthinka- ble, Logan, it is not because you are too much brother, but because you are too little something else." "The worst i.s the kindest, Hester;" Logan smiled dismally. "Soothe me with a few of the most damaging items out of the roll of my deficiencies." BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE BROADER DEMOCRACY Hester was farthest from trifling, but the picture flashed across her fancy of Logan hsted on the Board of Trade, and the mothers of marriageable Chicago daughters boosting the quotations. That they would have nothing to say about de- ficiencies, except to keep the price from going beyond their range, was however not wholly a matter for cynicism ; and the scornful turn of Hester's thoughts was self-reproved into the reflection that the only deficiencies she had found in Logan were either rather microscopic matters of taste, or they were wholly hypothetical. Yet this summary did not explain Hester to herself; nor added to the reason which Logan suggested did it account for his negative place in her estimate. She was conscious of a blank in her acquaintance with Logan, but since the ques- tion had been thrust upon her she could not tell whether this lack, or the domestic familiarity, had been more responsible for keeping him out of her thoughts in the role in which he was now presented. Hester's artless recurrence to Logan, from childhood to the present moment, for the groundwork of her notion of a man, put her in a self-contradictory plight in her own eyes when she tried to show cause for her inability to focus him in the new perspective. She was not quite sure whether she was more defending herself or shielding him when she evaded his demand with the temporizing modification: "You put the word 'deficiencies' into the case Logan. Would that be the way to express it, if I had never thought of you as an archi- tect or a physician?" "In my inexperience," Lyon gruesomely admitted, "I may not have used the precise technical language of examiners for the classified civil service !" The laugh that they had to share was humanizing; and both returned to the subject a little less predisposed to behave absurdly. They were no longer stilted, and even the f acetious- ness which had become the later form of the teasing and de- fense that had been their gradually maturing medium of in- tercourse since Hester's childhood, would not ring true in their present temper. "If the values of the unknown quantities made you out the missing term in my life-formula, Logan, I should be the hap- piest girl in the world," confided Hester, without the least constraint ; "but you do not realize how little you have let me 417 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE BROADER DEMOCRACY know about the real center of your interests. What have you ever shown me about your business aims, to give me any hope that we could work for the same ends?" "I have always assumed, Hester," fumbled Lyon in genu- ine bewilderment, "that it was a mitigating circumstance if a seven-day-in-the-week overtime-working wage-laborer in a non-unionized employment didn't make his friends miserable between whiles with his worries. It may be unpardonable, but whatever else I may have had to be ashamed of I have always rather frankly approved of myself for letting my work do all the touting of my good intentions. It's a pretty hum- drum sort of merit, in spite of being less common than com- monplace; but I didn't suppose I was mistaken in my idea that you gave it a little credit. If your standard of a man calls for a type that spends half its time press-agenting its doings in the other half, of course, I must withdraw my credentials." "You know I think you are splendid, Logan, for these same things, and lots of others," was Hester's impulsive protest; but do you not see that we are strangers from the very point where our acquaintance most needs to begin? Whether Mr. Graham is right or not that all the workers in the Company, from the fuel yard to the directors' room, are partners, you and I cannot help being partners in the Avery business. There is something wrong about our partnership, and it must run deep into the business itself, if I am left out of its affairs that worry you, and am not even trusted to know whether you agree with your father that my seed corn is his thistle blows." If Hester had known that Logan had no more sincere wish than to make her his absolute confidante in testing his busi- ness standards, and that loyalty to his professional and filial codes was his sole reason for not following his inclination, she would have been more certain that business was confusing life; but she would also have begun to see possibilities that Logan might find his vocation in helping to transform the confusion into progress. As Logan did not answer, and could not without, as it seemed to him, betraying a double trust, Hester had no recourse but to take his silence as confession, and consequently as decision. She felt that Logan must recognize the force of the reason- ing, just as she did, when she tried to put the conclusion of the whole matter in another form. BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE BROADER DEMOCRACY "If you had found, Logan, that the rest of your work for life must be done in the other hemisphere, would your near- est friend, even if he were the best fellow in the world, be the man you would join forces with, in spite of his having no use for operations beyond the boundaries of his own country?" Logan had no doubt about Hester's meaning, nor was he sure that the facts which she did not know would alter her opinion. He could not believe however that his motives, even from her point of view, were as incorrigible as she imagined ; yet the utmost liberty that he felt in self-defense was mildly interrogative. "Do you really think, Hester, it is a perfectly clear case that our worlds lie that far apart?" Not distrust of her forecast, but uncertainty about the right way to represent it, made Hester knit her brows and puzzle like a backward pupil in arithmetic. After she had worked off some of the unusable stimulus to her thoughts by scatter- ing, one by one, the wild flowers she had gathered, the conceit that her behaviour must seem to Logan more demented than Ophelia with her rosemary and rue recalled her to further ex- planation. "If nothing more difficult than oceans were between us," she qualified, "we might understand each other and be of mutual assistance. Since it is ideas, of a sort that have no means of exchanging traffic, but can simply come into colli- sion, the only safety is to route them over different lines. You and Uncle David agree with me on the fundamental thing that I must undertake the responsibility of opinions about business. Is it not your first business principle that your duty to the Company is to help it get all the dividends that the laws put within its reach ? My first principle is that it is the chief duty of the Company to adopt the policy which will do most towards enabling each one of its workers to make the most of his life. Could there be anything better than mutual interference between persons with such antagonistic aims?" With the same inquisitive method, Logan demurred: — "Would it make any difference, Hester, if I should tell you that I didn't know it till lately, but I have accepted your prin- ciple, and hold it as candidly as you do?" "It would make this difference, Logan," — and Hester was hardly more surprised by the admission in the question than by the readiness of her own reply; "I should have to suspend 419 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE BROADER DEMOCRACY judgment until you had told me whether you had foreseen what putting your hands to such a plow means." "Tell me what you think it means," urged Lyon. "Why I" exclaimed Hester, with a sudden exaltation which might befit the Jeanne d'Arc of tradition; "It means that you would have to be a motor in the most radical revolution I have seen any mention of in history. It means that you would do your part towards freeing the world from the blight of the conservative conscience. It means that you would retire the type of conscience that is a time lock closed forever at some day of doom in the past, and that you would put in its place a time lock which would open with the day's work of every tomorrow. It means that you would put the property con- science, and the propriety conscience, and the policy con- science where they belong in the department of etiquette, and install an exploring conscience at the head of your depart- ment of justice." "But if I acknowledged that you have only put more pic- turesquely what the last few months had made me believe?" was Logan's corroborative testimony. "Why then, Logan," decided Hester, in the eagerness of the momentary triumph of her intellect at the expense of her affections, "you would prove your sincerity by making a martyr of yourself, if necessary, to force the compromise !" Logan's failure to answer at once meant to Hester that his new creed was less ready for duty in the real world than he supposed. The reliability of her own reasoning was, how- ever, immediately thrown under doubt. It might be, after all, that she needed as much as he to arrange a settlement with reality. The possibility became almost a conviction when she considered the question in which Logan reconstrued the prob- lem : — "Haven't you set up a more Spartan standard for me, Hester, than you could tolerate a moment ago for people with human affections ? Can you demand that the time factor and the personal factor shall have nothing to say about my mak- ing a steam hammer of myself, when you deny the right of the scheme of things to turn us into machines? The launch had just rounded into sight. It had been or- dered to follow with the lunch basket, but it was ahead of time and place. Its signals showed that it was intentionally in ad- BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE BROADER DEMOCRACY vance of the schedule, and was trying to attract attention. Logan hurried down the pier, and after a few words with the skipper he beckoned for Hester to follow. A message from Chicago called for Lyon's immediate return to the city. Hardly a word was exchanged as they sat through the short trip on the little hurricane deck over the wheelhouse. Lyon was reflecting whether, in telling Hester everything, he had strained his allegiance to his father and the Company. Hes- ter had been introduced to such an unsuspected phase of Logan that she was already seeing visions of what they might ac- complish together, if their purposes proved to be as harmo- nious as this revelation foreshadowed. Hester drew into both of hers the hand that Logan held out to balance her step from the rail ; and she held it while her eyes steadily meeting his spoke as candidly as her words : — "If you knew how much I want to be persuaded, Logan, you couldn't believe I am hesitating!" FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE OLD ORDER CHANGETH Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® THE OLD ORDER CHANGETH XXVI THE OLD ORDER CHANGETH "We will make it a part of the business to find out how many instead of how few of its workers may have a property interest and a shareholder's voice in it." BARCLAY'S trip was unexpected. His messages sent from the train had not been delivered, and it was late Sunday forenoon when he got a long distance connection with The Lodge. Logan Lyon motored across to the main line, and was in the city for an evening's conference with Barclay after they had dined at the Club. The essential addition which Barclay brought to the evi- dence in hand more than confirmed Graham's prediction about the New Jersey syndicate. The Company must start up at full capacity in less than two weeks, or the odds would increase every day against its possible recovery of a fighting position in the market. As David Lyon sat at his desk in the private office Monday morning, he was outwardly a symbol of serenity, and strength and assured purpose. Hichborn had noticed an unusually kindly quality in his chief's greeting, and had inferred that the week had begun with more favorable indications. A directors' meeting had been called for twelve o'clock, and Hichborn assumed that the President's rapidity in disposing of routine matters mean that he wanted to be free for consid- eration of new business as long as possible before that hour. The Secretary could not understand, however, why he was displaced this morning, in his ordinary duties with Mr. Lyon, by his son. Without explanation, Logan Lyon instructed Hichborn to give him the necessary pointers on the items which called for the President's decision, and he carried the papers to and from his father's room. To one not committed to some theory, no signs would have appeared in Mr. Lyon's demeanor that his son's thoughtful- ness was needed, nor that it was appreciated. FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE OLD ORDER CHANGETH Although Logan was in doubt on neither point, not even his sympathetic study of his father's character, and habitual watchfulness of his, needs, had given him the means of pene- trating far into the effects of the latest incidents upon the paternal mind. Since the morning of Friday, father and son had been chiefly occupied with provisional details. Their questions had been, What is to be done next? There had been neither time nor desire for comment and expression of opinion. Logan had reported, in the briefest terms, the Casino interview, and he had 'phoned the bare facts brought by Barclay. With his desk cleared of the morning's work, Mr. Lyon put Hichborn under the strictest orders against interruption, and motioned Logan to a chair. It was some minutes before Mr. Lyon gave a clue to the di- rection of his thoughts. With his head thrown back, and his eyes closed, he presented the picture which Logan would most naturally recall in his father's absence. It was his ha- bitual attitude when collecting his thoughts. As Logan waited, watching his father's features for some telltale move- ment, not a shading of expression gave notice of the specific qualities of thought and feeling striving for mastery in the supreme earnest of David Lyon's life. His first words showed less emotion than he had often ex- hibited in asking about the record of a superintendent. "I understand you and Barclay to think we must decide today between withdrawal in favor of the New Jersey people, merger with them or acceptance of Halleck's memorandum?" "We think there are more reasons than ever for ruling out the merger," Logan cautiously amended. Mr. Lyon took from his pocket the notes which Logan had handed him on Friday. "What am I to suppose this first clause means, Logan? 'The Company acknowledges the prin- ciple that work in its employ creates an equity in the business?' " "In ordinary times, and as a statement of general business ideas, it would be simply a rhetorical flourish," Logan frankly answered. "In our case, with the choice between abdication to enemies, and accommodation of ourselves to a some- what idealistic arrangement with our friends, it means a pledge to experiment with an idea which the business world at large will call Quixotic." BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE OLD ORDER CHANGETH "Would it not be more correct to say experiment with words which do not express an idea?" was Mr. Lyon's quiet criti- cism. "Perhaps the words suit the case all the better, Father, be- cause they contain an idea without fully expressing it. I have been wishing I knew more about history, to see whether it hasn't been the rule that the ideas which people have fol- lowed in their creative eras have been suggestive, rather than legally precise; more like pillars of fire or cloud than like literal statutes. Isn't the Golden Rule an instance of that sort? Are we through learning what it means, when we try to apply it in new circumstances?" "But what beginnings of an idea do these words stand for?" pursued Mr. Lyon. His manner was neither intolerant nor ag- gressive. He had the bearing of a candid inquirer, yet in every word Logan recognized his father's grief that their af- fairs were drifting, as he believed, into an uncharted sea. "It is rather hard for me, Father, to be the mouthpiece of a faith that in one sense has been stamped on me by force. If it had not been for the stress of necessity, I might never have considered it practicable for the Avery Company to applythe idea. I make no predictions whether it will take generations or centuries for the idea to set the standard for business in general. I am simply convinced that circumstances have put us in a position where honest experiment with the idea is the only practical policy. In another sense belief in the policy has grown up in me from the inside. You were shocked at some of the things I said to a bunch of the directors last Spring, the day of the strike decision. They were simply sproutings that I didn't know the meaning of myself ; but this war has affected me as wars on a larger scale always affect the ideas of people. Things that I saw in a haze now look clear. The idea that I rated as too abstract and refined for this world now seems to me as much in order as any progressive thought that an active age has substituted for its rule-of-thumb notions. If it were not for your inability to accept the idea. Father,! could vote with all my heart for pledging the Company to it, and I could stake my life on it with the zeal of a new convert." "But you have not yet told me what the idea is," reminded Mr. Lyon. "Why, it's merely carrying one step farther into industry the idea which we have been working amateurish experiments FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE OLD ORDER CHANGETH with in politics. It's the democratic idea admitted to one more range of application. As it appeals to me, it is the idea that this human life of ours is men s affairs. That is, every time the race as a whole, or some picked specialist in the race, hits on a new value, the social programme thereupon has to begin to make room for the new details of the problem: — first. What place belongs to this new value in the whole scale of human interests? and second, How may we open the fairest field for every man in the world to earn his way toward his share of this new value? Not to go off too far into theory, we people in the Avery Company are all men together, in the sense that we all alike want to get all the values of life we can ; and to most of us the Company is the principal means of mak- ing headway toward the purpose. Now having some prop- erty, and having some of the right to an opinion, and some of the influence that opinion backed by a little property ex- erts with our fellow men, are among the values that most men want. They need them, whether they know enough to want them or not, in order to be in the line of making the most of life. Adding by one's own efforts something necessary to the processes of life, is the only title to property and influence that the logic of life can in the long run recognize. We are oper- ating a property system which already looks to me, and I be- lieve it will some day look to everybody, as primitive as the old cable cars now look to Chicago people, in contrast with electric equipment. The strike has turned the spot-light on this property system with the Avery Company as the illustration. We have several thousand employees who, in the aggregate, are as necessary to the Company as its capital. The business is those men's means of leading a man's life, and filling out a man's destiny. But there are men who own a share apiece of the Company's stock, to whom the law gives more right to say their say, and influence the Company's policy, than those thousands who have put their whole labor time for years into the service of the corporation. Now the democratic idea is that business is a product of all the work- ers, and that the legal status of all the workers should corre- spond with their share in creating and maintaining the busi- ness. It implies that there should be a corporate policy and a due process of law, without which no worker in the business could be put out of his job nor deprived of the voice in the business that belongs with the job, any more than the owner BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® THE OLD ORDER CHANGETH of a share of stock could be deprived of his stock and his vote. If I were authorized to put a meaning into that first clause, it would start this way : 'We will make it a part of the business to find out how many instead of how few of its workers may have a property interest and a shareholder's voice in it, and also how the distribution of this property and influence may be made proportional with each man's service to the corporation.' " "Is there anything to distinguish that from communism?" and Mr. Lyon's manner indicated anxiety more than oppo- sition. "I'm not sure that I know what communism is," Logan answered cautiously ; "but if it is a scheme to distribute eco- nomic goods on any basis except the proportional value of service rendered, it is the precise opposite of the type of de- mocracy this memorandum contemplates. The most vital thing in Graham's idea of democracy, and I think he is right about it, is that it must work out a way for every member of society to count at his full manhood value in every part of life in which he is interested. Of course our property system as it stands represents more than anything else the relative fighting force of different economic strata. The farther we go toward making reason instead of force the legislature of the world, the more we shall see that our present laws of property tend to establish a capitalistic oligarchy always growing into a hierarchy with a diminishing number of individuals at the head. This oligarchy is gaining cumulative power by oper- ating an ingenious system of laws based on the fallacy of the paramount rights of capitalistic interests. As we recover our sanity about the scale of human values, we shall see that the system is no longer the best for keeping human achievements at their highest level, any more than rubbing two sticks to- gether is the best method of getting fire. Whatever may be the value of the hierarchy of capital in economizing produc- tion, it is probably offset by its arrest of fairness in distribu- tion. Even if the hierarchy permitted distributive justice, all the humanity in men would sooner or later revolt against oligarchy in business, just as it has declared itself against the rule of the few in politics. Proportional representation in appraising service values in the industrial system must in- evitably take the place of capitalistic assignment of stipends to the many by the few." 429 FROM CAPITALISM TO DEMOCRACY Digitized by Microsoft® THE OLD ORDER CHANGETH For an hour Mr. Lyon continued his inquiry. He did not attempt to argue the points, but seemed bent solely on finding out exactly what Logan understood the proposed compromise to involve. In his turn Logan could not help wondering at the ease with which he adapted himself to the advocate's part, and at his growing zeal for his expanding democratic ideal. Nothing in the examination had prepared Logan for its sequel. After he saw that his father's questioning was done, he had the first feeling that the most serious meaning of the interview had not appeared. For a few moments Mr. Lyon closed his eyes and resumed his posture of reflection. His face was not as immobile as be- fore. The play of strong emotion was visible, but beyond this Logan had no key to the situation. Then the older man evidently passed into a struggle to maintain his self-command. He controlled himself other- wise, but in spite of his effort his voice was tremulous. His look reminded Logan of pictures he had seen of martyrs ut- tering their last farewell to earth. His words did not at first explain his agitation, but presently their finality told Logan that they meant to his father the knell of an era. "I have seen the signs of change in this direction for many years," Mr. Lyon began, slowly and sadly. "I did not be- lieve they would have to be counted with in my day. I can- not see how good can come of them, but I believe a higher Wisdom overrules. I see that the Company must yield to circumstances and accept this compromise as the lesser evil. That is my defeat, and it must be my release. I shall resign today, and you must take my place. So long as I live I shall do my best to help you as loyally aa you have supported me." Then the solemnity in his voice and look changed to that of the penitent. As he spoke out his heaviest grief, he seemed to himself to be reading items from the debit side of The Great Book of Remembrance: — "I may live long enough to make some reparation to the father, and the mother and the child. I may earn forgiveness for devoting to business what I owed to my boy. I thought it was an irreverent joke of Halleck's, but he is right. It is the hardest lesson I have ever learned. The only Atonement for any one of us is deliver- ing his own lin6 of goods." 480 BETWEEN ERAS Digitized by Microsoft® OBITER DICTA Every hour is a crisis ; every day a transition. Today's vision is tomorrow's foundation. H insight fails the wise and prudent, it may empower the innocence of babes. The strong, the fit, the competent may be no part of the column of conquest, and may not know it is on the march. The world's virility is so rich that humanity reaches its goals at last, helped or hindered by the most capable. The great bad is fear that the end is come. Men's discontents dig the channels of their progress. The world is young ; its destinies are unde- veloped ; the potency of its future endorses the audacity of its ideals. Let us pray not to be there when men's faith ceases to proclaim, A better era dawns tomorrow I FINIS. 431 Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft® Digitized by Microsoft®