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Letters of 4 Japanese School-Boy
Whtn Is A Newspaper?
To Editor "Wee*ly Life" whose reporters are all
I am confusedi I read so much truth in; newspa
pers which is a ie that I am disabled toi tell how;
Formerly of y re I imagined that thesef Printing
Presses was manrufactured to publish murders, di
vorce, finance, politics and other crimes ;just like
they happen, so *e could enjoy them for Ireakfast
when too busy to go see for ourselves. New I sup
pose otherwise. a
This is how I deraged my former opi ion.
Sydney Katsui Jr., refined Japanese of Harvard
intelligence, has obtained job of reputing on 1
"Evening Parasite,": where he writes Japanese
football and other etc. Last Wednesday he ap
proach up to me with eyewink, American salute. ]
"President of Metropolitan Insecurity Distrust
Co have just stole 151,000,000$ worth of fran
chises," he report for excitements.
"Congratulations! That will make delicious
news to print," I exclaim.
"It will make delicious news not to print," he
yellup. "That Metropolitan Distrust Co own valu
able shares in' "Evening Parasite."
"But are you not there to print news about
crimes ?" I require peevly.
"Stealing franchises are not crime. It are a
transaction," reciprocate Sydney. "Besides, there
are sifficient evils to publish without dragging in
Big Business. Some things, Joo, are kind of sa
cred. If we should stop up believing in Wall Street,
who knows what? Maybe we should begin snub
bing God and the Constitution."
"But if your paper never print dishagreeable
truth, how can it be entertaining?" I ask it.
"There are plentiful news to find outside of our
Set," depose Sydney. "For instancely, a delicious
riot have just broke out from I. W. W. in Patter
son, N. J. This will make splandid front-page ex
citement for scared-head type, 'MURDEROUS
BOMBERS KILL US.' We are very stern about all
organizations what are too poor to advertise.
Nothing is too wicked for them to do. We manu
facture smart editorials, 'Do Anarchists Own Us ?
They Do Not!' "
"They could nev r afford to, at your price," I
Sydney make nol intellectual reply to this. t
"Are your paper )lot often fearless in politics ?" t
I ask to know. t
"When speaking of the Democratic Party we t
are dreadnoughts,"!he narrates. "We are Republi- t
cans. But even then we can be reasonable like at
Sherman Law. Foi instancely. In the rabid de
mentia of political cgampains we frequently and of- 1;
ten write columns full of shock to tell how sinful
Hon. Nero McTamnmany, state Dem boss, must be. A
But Hon. McTamm ny have lent Hon. Proprietor a
of "Evening Parasite" considerable loan at very '
ClV ristian per cent. 'therefore we permit that Hon.
MeTammany one slightish favor.'
"What should th..t be?" I negotiate like an air
"We permit him o read proof of those abusive
"So he can cut out the abuse ?" I snuggest. 1
"Ah not!l" say S4rdney. "So he can cut out the i
Last Satday ever~ing p. m. Hon. Frank Ichimoto,
Japanese butl er, yere discharged like gun from i
home of Hon. J. W. Soapstone, rich-wealthy I)e- t
partment Sto er of this location. D)uring that
transaction H m. Soapstone picked upi a furniture I
chair to teacl Hon. Frank politeness and stroked C
that poor Jap mese over top-head so strongly that I
he made bumptious fall down staircase, bursting c
his collarbone where he sat. Hon. Frank layed
dlown in backyard to finish dying till DI)eceiving
Hospital wagon took him there to enjoy operation.
Mr. Editor, wou!d you not think that would
make good news to print it? Yes. Yet no reporter
come to Frank, who feel entirely lonesome.
"I shall go and tell your bruised condition to all
news-offices so you shall be entirely famous to
morrow," I say to that ill Japanese. So I do so.
Firstly I go to office of "Daily Pharasee." Re- I
porting Editor come out.
"Dear Mr," I corrode, "last night some news
happen. Hon. J. W. Soapstone, rich-wealthy I)e- 1
partment Storer, seriously salted Japanese butler (
Hon. News took :talented pencil and wrote. 1
"Last night our 'minently steamed fellow towns- <
man and churchworker, Gen. J. W. Soapstone, nar- 1
rowly escaped sassinataion from Japanese butler, 1
drunk from reading Progressive literature. Gen.
Soapstone were standing helplussly in million dol- i
lar doorway of his famus country home, 'Graft- ,
more,' when savage Oriental, without a word of 1
premeditation, began to murder him . "
"O stop up!" I holla. "It were Hon. Soapstone
who did all the niurdering." o1
"Umpossible!" dib Hon. News. "He are one of
our most important advertisers."
I elope away. ;When I took that crime to office
of "Morning Whitewash" I meet Hon. Office Boy A
who say, "Soapstone? What he does goes in So- a
ciety Column." So he rung for.gentlemanly lady t
who approach with typewriter and wrote: t
"A delightfully quaintish Japanese tea-party
was rave by Commodore and Mrs. J. W. Soapstone i
last evening at Semaphone-by-the-Sound. After 1
supper of rice wine Commodore Soapstone gave a
pretty exhibition of Jew jitsu with Prof. Frank
Ichimoto of Tokio, Hon. Prof. was defeated with I
"Such lie literature!" I holla. "That were not e
a tea-party Hon. Soapstcne gave. It was a mur- t
"You are talking garbage!" she otter. "Hon. Y
Soapstone buys 6 pages weekly advertisement in r
"When can I tell truth about my friend?" I -
"When you can buy more "advertising than Hon. Y
Soapstone," she narrates with Tuxedo smile. t
Mr. Editor, because you are a Comic, maybe you Y
are not afraid to tell what is. It will help Hon. e
Frank's bursted collarbone to know he has been u
published among other crimes.
Also send 1 doz. oranges and 2 years subscrip
tion to "Life Magazine" to Deceiving Hospital
where he is bed-riding. Frank are quite Y. M. C.
A. and say,
"Newspapers are very human-natural and enjoy
many noble thoughts. See how anxious they are to
reform politaics in Turkey and China !"
"Human folks is like telescopes," I permit. "We
see spots most clearest when they are too far off a
to hurt business."
Hoping you are the same. ti
HASHIMURA TOGO, ci
(Per Wallace Irwin.) In "Life."
By John Pancner. P
According to the Constitution wherever there d
are five local unions of the I. W. W. they can form d
a District Industrial Council. The Charter fee for
a District Council is $10.00, and a flat rate of $1.00
per month is paid by the Council to the General Or- h
What is the function of a District Industrial
Council? It is to bring about Solidarity in a given nfl
district or locality, i. e., to form a fighting ma- PI
chine, to centralize the energy of the locail unions tl
of that District. And finally to construct an Indus-'
trial Commune for the future society, an adminis- c
tration for local affairs. While the District Indus- Iul
trial Council can hire organizers for that district
that does not stop tde local industrial unions, or if
the national industrial unions from having organ
izers in the same district; the Council carries on c,
agitation for the General Organization, while the
local union organizes its own industry. tl
The hardest problem is the question of funds. tl
A few years ago some of the District Councils were re
allowed to handle the regular dues stamps, but for
some reason it did not seem to work. a
There are several ways, however, to finance a
District Council. w
1st. Have special per capita, or assessment
stamps printed to sell to each member. o]
2nd. Each local pay a flat rate to the Council. tl
3rd. Let the local unions give all the profit of all cl
literature sales to the Council, also hall collections,
proceeds from dances, smokers, etc. si
Unlike the French labor movement where the;
unions and the Councils have separate conventions re
in the I. W. W. the local unions, National, Indus
trial Unions and District Industrial Council meet cl
in one General Convention of the ONE BIG UN
ION. There is no reason why Industrial Councils w
could not be organized in all the large cities on the el
Pacific Coast, i. e., Seattle, Portland, San Francis
co and Los Angeles.
By W. M. Witt.
I do not allude to "the Hope that passeeth all un- cl
derstanling," neither do I refer to "the Hope eter
nal." They are brands of which I am NOT famil
I will speak BRIEFLY of the common EVERY
DAY HOPE, the kind that saturates the majority
of human kind.
NOW, this Hope taken individually is equivalent d
to NOTHING. But, as most people have it, it be- ti
comes in a measure collective. And used collective- h!
ly it is the force that holds the world together. I
mean by that, that it prevents thousands' from
committing acts that would plunge the universe J
into a vortex of crime. They Hope for BETTER
conditions. Therefore, Hope becomes their sus
Now, fellow-Workers if you REALLY hope then
prove it by action. Hope alone is FUTILE. Only
-by concerted action on your part, and that action (
directly applied to the industries wherein you are n
employed can any of your hopes ever be realized. p
But, hope is FREE, so take your FILL. It and
good advice are the ONLY REAL free things. Sun
shine and air aree ofttm daied thimse who are
thrown into the bastles meted for yeou by the
Hope is FREE with one exception. Sometimes
hope is found standing behind palasn bars, but ad
vice is ALWAYS FREE and found giving Hope
advice EVEN through thee bars'
In the heyday of life Hope may fool you by whis
pering beautiful promises into your tender ears.
But when the sundown of lifee arrives and the ev
ening shadows thicken around you this Hope will
take wings and fly leaving you a Hopeless Hopeer.
DON'T be a MERE Hoper, be an ACTOR.. Make
yourself a FACTOR upon the industrial field. En
roll your name with those who are fighting for
freedom. ,Get into the ONE BIG UNION. Be a
MAN. If you pass away before your CHIEF Hope
is realized and NOTHING but a pine slab marks
your resting place, live so your friends can mark
thereon, "Here lies a MAN, a UNION MAN. If
you are a working man, THAT will beat any LONG
epitaph. It would be the GREATEST possible trib
By Alexy Gromor.
Translated from the Slovak by J. Gabriel Soltis. I
"Oh, no, Judges, No! I am not guilty. You have
imprisoned me saying that I have committed a ter- i
rible crime. You brought me before the Court so
that you could punish me.
But, isit really so, Judge? Have I committed a
No-a thousand times No! I merely committed
a good deed, when I killed my children.
I freed them from horrible pains.
Oh! How I loved them.
But, listen, I will explain to you how it hap
I was without work, and we were living "black
days." It was necessary to work if we were not to
die of hunger.
But, what? I suffered and did not sleep nights. I
My wife was failing lower from day to day. She
The children were continually asking for bread.
I reflected, How am I to help myself, but help
never came, until my wife died. I loved her irre
pressibly and her death affected us even more than
When she died, it was evening. The wind was
cracking, sweeping and with great gusts it blew
unmercifully, pinning us in our hut.
It seemed as if he wept with us-it appeared as
if he was chanting a sad hymn to a dying mother.
In the hut, it was terribly cold. Three hungry,
crying children surrounded the dead mother.
Oh! Judges, judges, if you could only have seen
their faces! How much suffering they mirrored!
they were so haggard that hardly a vestige of life I
remained in them.
The dying mother with a scarcely audible voice
asked that they kiss her.
The children, one by one, touched her lips which
were misted with the pale of death.
She closed her eyes for a moment, and then
opened them for the last time, gazing at me and
the children. Two large tears rolled down her
cheeks. She died.
The children cried over the body of their mother
striving with shouts to wake her again.
But I, gripped with an irrepressible pain and sor
row, did not weep.
I sat silently in the dark corner gazing at the I
children and the dead, beloved wife.
The children, in appalling, moaning sobs, huggeo
with their weak arms the dead flesh of their moth- 1
Then, they buried her.
The children cried incessantly and asked for
their mother, especially the amallest one who was
mournfully calling, Mlama-Me-Mama--and then
from me they asked bread.
They suffered with a terrible hunger. Death
was roaring in our hut, flapping his black wings
loudly. I felt his cold breath.
My heart was breaking at the scene of those
I decided to free them from their pains.
I could not bear to look on their terrible slow
I killed them.
And, you, Judge, call my deed a crime!
if they felt physical pain in the moment of mur
der, it was however only a moment, and what is
that in comparison to the slow torturing death of
My conscience is peaceful.
Well, now, of what does my crime consist,
CHAINED TOGETHER LIKE WILD BEASTS,
Charlie Cline and his comrades, guilty of no crime
not even yet having stood trial, are marched into
prison in San Antonio, Texas, with all Huerta's
pack of white-skinned Apaches trailing and howl
-- l at thir heels, And TIB btea ed
. ndso it n. ,* ALAi rmmg A4d
.e 'E must "rsepet the ouedts
YOU a not asked to take ear :e" wad hr i
either but he ward the .San Amzpl " ba.
press," one of the most "r-ess se" d ae
kept pseess that sers the Goprp.ap t of "c
Pal" and "Whky Ring" (Olear. Says the
" 4tuedi tqelAtor, the eoda u s e pof sb
bead ai mnggh, tltus-ir~ dps
to have ed Deputy 3iiE (etis sped s
ex-Shedf ausk hot Moth noar Carmin
arrived ia San Aatrn o yestady aot.I* a in
charge T. H. Pool, Redr at LaSer e Caunty.
They were brought to Sa Aantoo a a hae of
venue granted by the dlstrlct judge at Cotuls.
The prisoners wre met t the train by haMa
John W. Tebln, Deputy Sher( At ae Newt.
Sad other deputies. They wee manrcd to the
County Jail and there loked up.
District Attorner W. C. Linde, who wil be s
sddated with the district judges of LaSes and
Dbmmit counties in the prosecution, said that no
trial could be given the aleged asuagglrs u at
teer January 1, as the criminal asettiw s the
Thirty-seventh District Court have been mad. up
to that time. Its planned to try the mem sepa
CHAINED TOGETHERI And yet convicted at
no crime, only under charges of being guilty of
committing the impossible crime of murder by kil
ing a Texas "deputy sherif," one Ortis, a mmber
of as merciless, unscrupulous and corrupt a force
of Ruriles as ever curst the earth, those hired as
sassins of the Land, Lumber, Pruit, Sugar, Oil and
Railroad Kings, whom the Scalawags of the "Dem
ocratic" party have commissioned to protect the
loot plundered from the "Conquered South" by
British and Yankee Carpet-Baggers---assdlns
armed by traitors to their native land to keep the
Southern Working Class forever in the bonds of
Peonage, forever in the rags of Teonantry.
Working men and Working Farmers of Tmas
and the South, we are no longer MEN if we let this
crime against these soldiers of Humanity and
Freedom be committed in the shadow of the Ala
OFF YOUR KNEES
You have nothing but your chains and rags to
lose and one of the richest lands on earth to gain!
His 'Inner Uses Sabotage i B. C.
Saturday, Oct. 25.--Seeing that Revelatoke was
a good place to install a local on account of the Ca
' nadian Pacific double tracking and the building of
a thirteen mile tunnel which will take about six
years to complete, fellow-worker G. Nelson was
sent down to try and get a hall; this was easier
said than done; although there were lots of empty
buildings in this tinhorn town; as soon as we told
them what we were going to do, use it for an L
W. W. local, that was enough. The real estate
shark immediately pointed us out to the police and
fellow-workers Mike Bronen and Munroe got ar
rested. We at once went to police headquarters and
wanted to know what they were charged with,
which they would not let us know but told us if
we wanted to find out we could come around to
morrow morning at ten o'clock as they would be
tried next morning. We telephoned the chief ask
ing what time court would begin; he told us at ten
o'clock; we got there at ten minutes to ten; in the"
meanuitime the fellow-workers were takn out and
kangarooed; being taken out about 9 o'clock and
tried for Vagrancy; they both had money when
arrested. Munroe got three months and Brenen
three months and one month for contempt of
court. The same morning twelve others were
charged with being drunk and vagrants and were
told to leave town. We are going to put this jerk
water town on the I. W. W. map.
Yours for Industrial Freedom,
To All Men in Canada and Elsewhere.
The Miners Liberation League, was formed for
the purpose of releasing our fellow-workers, 160 of
who are being sent to the penitentiary for daring
to strike against the intolerable conditions under
which they were forced to work in the Vancouver
Island Coal Mines.
This League is composed of the combined labor
bodies of Canada who realize that Solidarity of our
class is necessary to effect the release of these vic
tims of capitalist oppression.
The I. W. W., locals of Canada being a part of
this league, we wish to notify our members, who
have not already received special instructions, to
prepare themselves and to watch for the sign and
signal of their silent committees. See that your
wooden shoes are already, and, until further no
a tice, stay on the job. Stop, look, listen, and pre
i pare to do your duty.
Yours for action,
i SPECIAL GUERRILLA COIMIT~E.