Ye'll maybe no go quite as far as them, but ye're on the same road.

I'm hoping for the day when we'll have oor Councils of Workmen and Soldiers like the Russians all over the land and dictate our terms to the pawrasites in Pawrliament.

They tell me, too, the boys in the trenches are comin' round to our side.' We entered the hall by a back door, and in a little waiting-room I was introduced to some of the speakers.

They were a scratch lot as seen in that dingy place.

The chairman was a shop-steward in one of the Societies, a fierce little rat of a man, who spoke with a cockney accent and addressed me as 'Comrade'.