Socialism, eh?
After this campaign gets through, by God, we'll sweep up the leavings in a dustpan and throw them out the window!" Again he surveyed the article, smiling thinly.
"Literature, yes," he repeated.

"The writer of those lines, and the master-minds who engineered the whole affair, must and shall be liberally rewarded.

Editors, preachers, writers, they're all on our side.

All safe and sane--that is, nearly all--enough, at any event, to assure our safety.

I rejoice that I have lived to see this day!" He turned the sheets of the paper, to see if any other notice of the affair was printed; and as he looked, he pondered.
"Imagine the effect of this, on Kate!" thought he.