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Srti7-1926 Federated Pressin ^seh Pierjantaina» jöuluk. ITpmä — Friday, Pec> X7 Uember The Federated Flreas
f voans Proletaire ; V a s : b d m ' some-jijlie,
but belongs t o no country^
j3 the world's adventurer. He
g « ^ ' t h e living languages; of-.east
sd we3t.
Hard a? oails, shaasjr a s bark, a
laigiiinf, fighting young- , giant.
j)9Dgerouä and m a g n e t i c i , ^ t h r ed
jj^. like a bonfire, blu^ eyes like
iiycnets, and a thest i i k e the bulge
cf 3 mquntain. ,
Hahda Jifee machines. vPrecise and
His wonderfttl hands can
llcreate anything/mtan needs; he
\ taoifs aU the trades.
'ffe'work3; he digs coal, scoops
fousdätions, f l i n g s , «p^ vast sky-r
ayapers Iike songs*roared by a
l^tonkard: He playa vrith rivers of
«iite-fcot steeL 'He fashions sub-
' iijB, sculptures.. aeroplanes, • models;
Jo&motives. Wheat, green and gold
' lie;paints over miles, « f pranie x a n -
'1(33. H r m grace' of his Panama
• CaaaL , Tosses thnnderbolts tförough
the air, is electrician and radio
oiut. Hammers ontVn^ and
\. actor i n huge plays. Artist,
sden&t, wft-ke,r—^is everything.
'ffoyking girls are ^crazy about
liit—father of bold, exuherant^
son-tanncd children. Healthy as a
TfM mustang-^nd a lover thrilling
Mia ride on av,.Coney;Island roUer
co3ster. Even nlce ladies forget
pik^ I%i BeU^^ husbands
vkm he's around.'
'F&r,^fae's no slave but the world*s
iamortal vrild young' adventurer.
Hurrah; for l i f e ! H e knoivs' how to
Hake up his mind. " •
'2. F I C H T S " P A U L B U N Y AN
Paul Bunyan, a ' middle-aged
American ^ a n t , - w a s foreman over
the workers of America. He had
b&n a worker/himself l o r long
years, faut-had-beenrÄirSjrted ~hy
a mean Iittiä Miser' who owned,
through black niagic, the fields and
factories öf America. This ogre
gave Bimyan a Ford car, a house,
a pretty Iawn and a white collar,
and thns comipted him. Paul Bun-yaahanded
the . M i s e r his soul for
Öi«pe fehiags. ' H e Tvas converted
ftom a man into a mqrciless go-
Setter and driver, a scissor-bilL
wiUi a scab soul.
Young Proletaire was sprawled
la^y one noon* the length of the
liigt palisades, dreaming over New
York, that gianfs best dream.
Paul Bunyan suddenly was above
liira, kicfcipg at his face with hob-taaed
boots, and^ snarling: " N ow
I found yeh, yeh agitator! <Jet the
neU back to the country you come
from, Tm boss h e r e !"
Young Proletaire was taken by
ä"n>rise. He sprang to his feet.
'Tm a worker. So are you, 'IVhy
°o Jipa fight f o r the M i s e r ? " Young
Proletaire said clearly.
Paul Bunyan went raging TiKtd;
I hate your guts—don't argue,
«eiit/' he shouted: "You are the
^ 7 who makes rebels a n d slackers.
America isn't b i g enongh for both
of VM."
So they fought. The battle thun-cered
over mountains and dovm
™Jeys for a bloody year. Lakes
were dried u p ; raih-oad^ twi3ted to
janfc; cities smashed to splin^
«IB like teacups. Blood gnshed in
«»ers dovrn the smootii' auto roads.
Janna died and vrere deserted like
«d dead work horses., Factories
*ere smitten, and xats and spiders
oauated them, ^ though they were'
ftodal castles.
A tertible time it was: •jvorse
3 WaU Street panic year, but
«ot quite as bad as one o f the
*«3er's frequent international v a r a .
«volution! ,
f he end , e a m e ; i n Seattle. ,Paul
jHnyai' WB8 - K c k e d . l a y exhausted
JP the dirt. , Tonng Proletaire
^ ! ^ ^ ovet him, « o o d y cn^! alert
]^«*ed to f i n i s h ; Punyan ;forevcr,
Old lady remonstratsd.'^Wanted
«otber ^ chance tnvert the man-driver.
'
" I n c o t a b l e , " ' pronoonced Young
<*oIetaire deariy, " a n d he himself
^ there T»asn't room eaough f or
« f «3 i n A m e r i c a . "
i tte finished fbfi job.' Old b dy
f cat back fiUed with ethicai sor-to
vfftHdag c h a i r ' and pusay-
«*» and fiindtt poetry. Voung E r o -
^v^iivam a moqntain into
^'^•^"•knA^sgluAed ^about
*^r, lat t h e eood s n n l i m l wate*
heal his many wounds. In a month
he was healed and ready a ^ i n f or
work and play. Hurrah for life!
3. C L O S E S T H E H O T A IR
F A C T O R Y
There was a factory of höt air,
run by lawyers. The seat of gov-emmont,
manufactured the "laws."
1^0 one recpected it, but a l i deemed
it necessary.
The Mfser pwned ali the lawyers,
bought them with Packards. To him
their hot air was necessary—a
screen between his throne and the
workers, who believed in democ-
'cracy.
Young Pi-oletaire watched the
lawyers at work. - '
VUseless!" he muttered. "Hot
air grows no wheat, runs no r a i l -
roads, vrrites no poems!"
he hated hot air, had always
loved the cold clean electric air
of truth.
HoAv to govern the fields, factories,
mines and theaters of America?
he called to him. miners;
farmers,, machinists, artists, erigi-neers
and other -»orkers.
"Shall the lawyers govern you
with hot a i r , " he asked.
" N o ! " they shouted, "\ve can
gcvem ourselves." -
So the lawyers were shipped on
the Buford to the North Pole to
harvest the next summers ice-crop.
Useful at last. North Pole is no
j>lace for hot air, ivhich is why it
was chosen. ' '
The Tvorkers governed themselves.
Thinga really.- went much better.
There "was no one to confuse them
at their Creative tasks. Truth he-camc
the fashion. This was his
first achievement.
•4. W R E S T L E S W I T H A S P I R IT
: Toung Proletaire \vas sowing the
Bad Lands of Wyoming with garden
cities ana workers' communes. A:
huge epic. One day, weary, he took:
a ramhle through Montana, Idaho,
Nevada, and other great^ places
nearby. A refreshing holiday, but
Tvhen he returned to camp, astrange
picture met his eyes.
Work had stopped and the men
and women were lying on the
ground, disheveUed and maudlin.
Some rolled i n filth like animals;
others roarded insane laughters;
some wept; others •vvere quiet as
corpses.
"What's wrong?'' Young Proletaire
asked.
A tvoman lifted a tragic, tear-blown
face.
"We are slaves," she moaned,
"born to slavery. "tVeTvant a master.
Responsibility'is horrible." ,
" P m afraid," another shrieked.
"We are too daring, we are going
tob fast. Soraething terrible will
happen."
"We are defeated," the eerie
chorus arosc.
"Let us g o ; back to democracy.
Let us l l n d , instead of our old cor-rupt
rulers, a few honest hot-airists
and misers. Then a l i will be weU
again."
Yoiing Proletau-e guessed Tvhat
had happened. The Spurit of the
Past; bootlegger of vood alcohol
and poisonous ideas, had sneaked
into camp. ' Young Proletaire kick-cd
some öf the grovelling pessimists
upright' and made them teli h im
•vvhere the Spirit was hiding. They
told. He found the Spirit and
tvrestled wrth him, while the camp
w-atched. The old man was a tough,
wiiy, expert battler, knew a thou-sand
tricks. But the young giant
had- youth and steel. Proletaire
won after a severe boat.
' A n d he smashed, the barrels of
rötgnt in the bootlegger^s clQsed
cär,'and kicked the gpurit clean over
the Rockies J n t o the interior of
Tibet, to laad in a monastery ,/)f
Lamas droning over-'their beads,'
" T h a f s -Hrherc y ou belong," Young
Proletaire shottted; ahakuig his fist
aftcr the o ld scoundreL "Öo your
d i r t y work there f o r another f i f ty
years, t l l l I've time to dean «up
that part of the dynamic World."
' The camp wcnt back to work,
vdth only Bslightvhangover. Watch-i
n g 1^ people toaing and smging
in the s u n , Toung Pi-oletaire knew
these orgies of' pessimism might oc-inr
agaizu >
••Bnt^ tteir childr tiieir diii-dren!
born i n the sunshine of. the
free commune:^ they v i i i not-auc-cumb!"
the young ./f^ant mattered
in his fist, and his v o r d s T i y e r e ' l i k e
paeon "of victory, and ithey were
like a grim prayer.
S. M A N A N D W O M A N
He met a m a n and a woman.bitterly
fighting before a" Home. They
were middle-aged,exhausted by M e
and they owned a; swarm of children,
netvous and unhappy.
Young Proletaire stopped and
asked:
" H o w long have you two been
fighting?"
*^Twenty-five years," the -vtroman
screamed, "and don't you d a r e i n -
terfere. Matrimony -is a holy bond.
And if vre were divorced tvhat
ivould become of t h e Children?"
Young Proletaire whistled ^" and
the children ran after 'h^m i gladly.
They followed him t 9 a'children*a
commune where they vejre treated
l i k e free scientists^ and poets>i/and^
not like slaves of Home.
Then the ,• careless young giant;
went back and b r o k e u p t h e Home:
>"Unnecessary and e v i l , " - h e saiä
briefly.
^'Makes' egotists of men and wo-men-—
narrow, stupid. : M u s t release
them into the World.
"Based on privale property. F a -
ther necessary to support:. chUd-;
bearing woman, and edueate' t he
children. Coramunity now does^this
better. No more private Worrying.
"Home hurts children. Breeds
mferiority—breeds feaj-. Beproduses
stupid delusions of the parents; no
progress possible.
"Children belong to the World—
not to parents. ^
"Parentö not trained. Better
leave children to genius teachers
who love the job—not sick prisoned
mother and sick slave father. , -;
"No more gratitude to silly
parentSi No more ties with past—-
ali clear ahead. . F l y , young eaglesl
. "What function has home? Com-munity
runs better schools/kitchens,
hospitals, ' work8hops, laundries,
houses, art centers, centers of u n -
derstanding, :etc., ;etc. What func-tion^
remains? v .
"Is useless and evil—based on
private property and egotism—must
go."
This is another achievement»
6. IS A N A M U S I N G O R A T OR
A bunch :of elderly scared artists
had run away from the new A m e r ica
and W€re l i v i n g . i n a cave. Here
they spent the gloomy days paint-ing
and writing. Each suspected
the other and wrote and painted
only for himself. " y
Their work was mostly a rehash-of.
the contents of old museums and
libraries. They agreed on one t h i n g :
ali hated machincry and yearned
f o r the past.
,.But some wanted 'Greece, others.
India, others Africa. A fev/ craved
the middle ages, inquisitions, guilds
and handmade pottery.. A f ew the
happy days of Daniel Boone in
America: not a new social worldi-but
Indians to fight.- No toilets,
bath-tufas, typevmters. The simple,
simple life. - Quiet. Arti So they
lived in
other,
Y^oung i Proletaire thought . he
wonld' sanitate them. Teach them
to accept change. To be young,;
dynamic and/ brave; • He; dragged^
them blinking f rom cave-stench and
fleas into the World sunlight^ :
He was a doctor and made them
an oration. '
'*Fellow-worker3, are you happy?"
No^'- Has your woTk- improved ;sinco
you fled the-New America and took-to
a. cave? No, i t has become p r o -
gressively rottcn. ^ ^
"Why do you fear7the machines?!
Their noises? The u g l y /cnvirön-ment
they create f or. thcmaelvcs?
The slavery they havT «et a p ? :
but all that is p^^^t, Only f o ur
houra a day now. in factories boilb
by scalptors, döc^-^rs a n d «ngineefKt
The natioi^ owns fhe machines i n o ^
that was p a i t of the miser^s Amer^
ica—not onrs- , ' ,
"The maeba-'*^ give va leisnrei^
.They aire onr ciaves now, vAnd thesr
give na creative joy. • ',
T e i ^ ,W have Jo^ the.ma^
ctäfnea.' They are t r a t h ' In action.
Their Swift Iines We the new floili^
a cave and hated each
ture. Their rhythms are i n the
new inan'3 music. Brecisions; mat-hematics;
World l&w.|^
'^^'Have destroyed-fbunk. In a r t
and science, have kiUed rhetoric,
metaphysics. ^ ^ ' ,
" "Nor.tIiey have not^nlled A r t . »Only;
weak arti f a l s e a r t r . A ^
l i v e . Needs no protective tariff,
gentlemen.
"Introspeetive arti has died, y ou
say? Noble stndy o£^he uMbilical?
Good. We^ w^ now^stndy the worldi
"Machines move Uke the planets,^
w i t h ' grand and awful'v:preci8ion.
And we are the god4 ~ who set them
moving. ' " t'
. "They have givenjus a thousand
fingers, eyes, ears and senses^
» *?Our: thought-.moyes- at a ratio
of 25 t o 1' over' the old humanity.
E a r t h diggera behind'% l>low plodded
i n . thought at ^our iniles a n ' h o u r .i
Our >minds move with aeroplane
Wings, 100 miles a n hour. Speed.
VThe ecstaty of '^eed i s , better
than the ecstacy of feaf grovelling
before god. I s 'not ' a lie, ^bat
phyäcs. Is healtby.' Is controlled.
b y man. Nee'ds no^d^gma or priests
öt 'inquisition. Maclyne-speed. - i
"Machines'are the jdeath of child-<
magfc. But are t h e ibirth of man>
magic. ' " J
"Machines are thfe will of man.
He is master of life|
^'Machines inake man social. A n ;
rindividual 'cannot xreate a, dynamo^;
"Machines unnaturäl, you say?
But what is natural?. Only rocks,
trees,' fleas and* 'g4rms? Is not
man's* thought natural. Machines
arethöught expressed in steel.
"What have you * to offer the
worker i n place of the machines?
"Serfdom to priests and feudal
landlords. Wattled Jiuts.
" W h a t ' - have 'yoxtAvo'~<iti&f " t he
artist i n place of the machines?
Roses and nightingales -in l i b r a ries.'
Quiet cultured decay. M u - '
seums. Oscar Wilde and a r t f o r
art's sake. Despair. Little com-plaints.
Hand-woven neckt^esi L u r id
ego-retchings. Parisian post- cards
of naked ladies. Peter- Pani j V i l -
lage morbidity. • Inbreeding. ,^cada-mio^
cowardice. The Oxford -mannert;
Tom Jones, the picaresque; O,: t|ie
picaresque t The spiritual I The soul!
The vacuum!
" A n d ; love-r—in three jealous: acts
i n a bedroom, .with a 8hooting;;or
h a p p y d i n c h at f i n a l . ' c u r t a i n . v T h ^
is your art. Stui>id. Smells of
the cave.
'Machines take man out of the
bedrooms and villages, into i m -
mense arenas knownK as factories'
and. revolutions. Better ' t h a n bou-dois
?and; monasteries.. Heroic.
: "Machineä V have come ;-to . stay.
"VVe love. them heroically, as men
once loved the Thunder-God.
'"Accejft the machines or con-tuiue
i n your dampf;rdismal : snbr»:
jective cave . . . "
The • writers and painters chose
to remairi i n their cave. They were
old; it .was an effort to puli one's;
life about one's ears; . and buiid
anew.: New, thoughts are agony at
first, like a boy's puberty.
But^ millions of - better artists
W€r6 'being born among the work-;'
ers each year. So Yonng Proletaire
did not lack for art.
1. T H E HOUI^O 0 F H C A V EN
s -Someone wamed -Young Prole^
tajre of a ramot. '
' " Y o u have persecuted god,
^hanged-. his . temples into gymna-einms
and movie houses.: Therefore,'.
i n his-Jnfinite mercy, he;'is planning;
to shatifer you .with his infinite and;
divme reveng©.*' ^"
/ Young. Proletaire pidced his t e ^h
Vith a fir-tree-^ ,
V~"There is no god/',Äe.»ald easHy;?
f ; ^ e is M a n . " . ^ %
" B u t how do yot( explain ' the^
World??' »t was k n t t e r e d .
' " T h e World waa n o i meanjt to be)
«xplained, bnt.. to be changed b^^
»an/' answered the y<>nng giant
tnith a smile, who alwayA enjoyed
'a'little metaphysics after lanch..
y " B u t — b a t - b u t—
" N o bats pleaae.",,
: "If i n the Ivtare^V' . %
f . t : " L e t tomorrow make ita: .»wn dis|
coveriefi," be «mnrered / tolezantli^;»'
; "And^you do n0tHwe,godV' -'-l
- "No,^ h ow ean one' iipar p r i ^ ^ t^
jscfence?^ A ihoöght i n t l i e bniin^
'VTlia^ , woatd. y o u bave mii tarh
inasocbist?" ' '
8. T H E R E V O L T OF, T H E
I N O I V I O U A L I S TS
There Vere individualists i n tl^e
N e w America. Some ,were cured
and" happy, but many _ were still
vain, pompous, lealous. Anxious
tot medals and special rewards,
A f f l i c t e d with the obsession of the.
eider World that each man was the
center of ^'life; and caused -the sun'
b o r i s e and set. s
^hey did not believe in^organiza-tion,
but one day they,^ eame to-gclher
to organize a r e v o l t t
\ '^I used to be a great writcr of
novels," one wept, and t en thous-
,and intellectuals read my books,
and I recieved honor androya^tieB.
Now *& million people read my
books, and I ^ receive, not royalties,
.but a w<irker*fl wage. J f a a w f a l , "
, f'I was a shopkeeper, a 'free man.
I was free:to buy and setl, t o cheat
and be cheated," said'another. " B u t
P m a 8lave;now—can't möke any.
money—must work with others.'
" I was a technician. I f i t were
not f o r me the factories could not
r i i n . I wa8 the enemy of the work-ers—
their master.' Now I am their
^ellowr"worker and must pretend'.
to be their f r i e n d ."
" I WQ?ked my way up f r om the
bottom l and . became . a •, millionaire.
Now there is not milHonaires."
" I wa3 a superraan," wailed still
a n o t h e r , / a n d they tdok my income
^ n d forced mc< to work like every-'
one elsei** > ' -
And SO on and so on. The corn-plaints
were \ as bitter and numer-:
ous as there were individuals at
the meeting. All .agreed on one
point, however—^that each' man
created his o wn l i f e by his efforts,
and was civtitled to hls'special suc-cesa.
Andj-tbejt-^eent^ai^etfegation';
to Young Proletaire and'demanded:
a retum to individualism.
"We do not believe in your social
order," they said. "This is a hive,
an army, a mechanism that crushes
our souls. We are free men. Give
us back opr little shops, our in-,
comes, voufc rbyalties; and medals and
rank, our god-given right to feel
better than others. We want frce-dom."
" C e r t a i n l y , " said Young Proletaire
'with a smile.
He had them shipped off to t h e
Rocky, Mountains^ wher6 each . wa8
given a private farm a hundred
miles from ,his neighbor? ^There
they wer6 free tO' r u n stores f or
themselves, t o - v r i t e 'novels, teach
their. children,' grub their own food;
djg irrigation ditches; .study l a n -
guages, make laboratory cxperi-ments,
discuss philosophy, f e l l trees/
build subways, acquire new l i b r a ries
and earn a- million dollars.
Freedom. Individualism. ^ B u t theyi
did- not enjoy i t . They were free
now. Lonesome. : Impotcrit/. • T^
trooped back in a week and asked:
to be restored to their old job.
"Science is social. It depends on
numberless experinjents by centu-ries
of unknown worker8'^". >
" A r t is social. ; I t is the •growtli,
o f multitudes o f minds since 1^,
p r i m i t i v e ."
'"Language is social."
, " A l l thoiight i s social."
' ^ " A l l cconomic effort is sfociah
A million * döllars is created by a
community—not a man."
" A n d 60 on a n d sOf on/' Young
Proletaire repeated with a bored^exi
pression to them, f o r this was old
stuff and . o n l y these hoary anach-^
ronisms faadn't faeard of i t . And
that ended that. «
9. M A N Y E X P E R I M E N TS
, Many experiments were tried a n -
4er theleadership of Young Prolc-;
teire. Eyeryihlng seemed possible
of a^Jcotnplishment i n the New,
America; there ,waa a naive opti-niism
abroad, a belfef' In niiraclcs.
And i h o a many miraeles did cons-
Vantly take place, ^ ^
"Lei, as ebange the eonxee of ^he
iSuIf ^ £treain, and spread etemal
spring ovet' America," a worker,
woaId saggest'to Yoan^. P ro
The leader d i d not command that
the man hi throst i n ^ A m a d honse,'
-ais waa ahvays bsi^pening änderi
CooUdge. ^' , \
;/ " A good idea. Eave.yotf a pian?'*
'%e wonld say^ Instesd^' t f tbere,iri)8
)^ f a l r pian, the .nation tried 'sa^h.
'experiroenta.
Men grew afrald^ not^of experi-
A Fable
menting, liat bf standing still. Once
it had been said hu|nan naimte
could not be- changed, bat notv i t
was changinprapidly.'It'vr^s fonndf
to be controllable t a t h e natare
horse3'or dogs. ^Envlronment'was
the clue—aiid the cöininunlty n ow
coittroUed environment.
Young i^ojletaitie established
thousands of .Behaviorist laboratory
communes vrhere the hnman nattire
of - children waB' cbnstantly changed
and bettered.through iraininglThua^
a race of 5upermen^'was being form»
ed,
Once there had ^ been an army.
Mahy^sincere people believed mar.
der was part of mainia heritage
But Young Proletaire abolished"th«
army—armies only^protected private
property and there was not more
private property, he s a i d . ; "'
After the army was aboUshed,
life ',went on ns before, and. even
liberals were convinced murder vroa
not necessary,' ' ^ ' ' ' ' '
'Fighting . went on—^bat i n t he
realm of ideaa, and' i t ' sharpbned
the, m i n d ' a n d w i l l of the fighters.
Young Proletaire ' rebuitt N ew
York, Chicago, Pittsburgh—all the'
ugly chaotic man-slaying American
cities. Yes, he made of them throb-bing,
beautiful coramunities—huge
mmi
i l i i i i i i i i Ä Ä i i
works of social art—plann^d «äUbrt ^
to the'mass:«rtl9L
A cnriona t r a v e l o f healtfe aet^ inVv^
there vraa a^neh les;» Idisease/ b c - ^ i
caase no <>ne worrre<f over .old «ge!--,
o r poverty*' Workers vrew^j^'mysSi .
provided f ^ ; Jthrf. f u t n r e , y/^as, c e K •
•täöfc?;<5P^ei^^
b t t t . nefther^ ' ' t ^ r c y^-paÄp^i-
, iBveryone belonged. Kveryone^liad;^'
some asefal |ob. ,ta was q u e e r / b at
p e o p l e ' g r e w ' f r f e n d l i e j v tfte v o r l d ^ . , .
|icll3fe'^lij^|o)c^
w i t e J ! k e | B ^ f S * i ^ ^
mbst ha«t feare^d^^ W « • ^e^ämy^';
thought is^an agony, 'K ,
A t - f i r s t - they callei^r-Mm' a^toad^;
dog, but t h en later they 'calfod h i m (f
Messiah. A s i n Russia, s o fiere too»
the human Tace,grew'by a tnäht-jlr
es. Grcafc deeds wero t l o n e . a n d *"
there wa8 no money. ^ ' ' . \
This is t h e ' e n d of my f a b l e , T 1'
m.
Kuinka Won<^ lasta
työläisperheessä
tuUsi oUa?
^ K i r J . , Ukjiomie^'
Tähän kysymykseen . o l i s i lUon<
nolHsest^ kaikkein helpoin vastata'
suoraviivaisesti: yksi, kaksitoista,
tai jonkun niitten välisen luvun.
Mutta tämmöisen' > suoraviivaieen
vastauksen annettuamtn^ • joatuisim*
me kuitenkih^^seUtt^nil^;]! n]UksVjua't
ri niin n^onta lasta tulisi jtyolais-perheessä
olla. Lähtekäämme mieluummin
tutustamaan tämän kysymyksen
muutamiin eri puoliin ja
tehkäämme niitten perusteella itse»
kukin loppupäätelmä asian suhteen.
«Luontaistalouden alaisena elävän
talonpoikaisväestön/ keskuudessa ci
esim. Suomessa vielä pari vposikym-mentu
sitten kenenkään mieleen
edes juolahtanutkaan perheen - luku«:
määrän rajottaminen. Lapsia p i dettiin
herran lahjoina, joiden l u kumäärä
riippui isän j a äidin hedelmällisyydestä
t a i hedelmättömyydestä.
Niinpä maalaisoloissa sekä
talonpoikain, torpparien että mäkitupalaisten
keAkuttdessa perheen
lapsimäärä tavallisesti vaihteli viidestä
viiteentoista.
Perheen lukumäärän i-ajottaminen
on,vielä tänäkin päivänä varsin h e i kosti
tunnettu- asia : myös Oanadan
ranskalaisten keskuudessa, jotka
ovat tavattoman uskonnollisia rjav
muuten taantumuksellisia; Heistäkin
suuren osan voidaan sanoa elävän
vielä miltei luontaistaloudessa;
Quebecin j a Ontarion a v a r o i l l a ' s e u d
u i l l a . Uskollisesti näyttävät he
täyttävän herran käskyä; "Lisään-tykää
j a täyttäkää maata . .
Ranskalaisissa perheissä :y]läfflaini«
tuissa maakunnissa on miltei poikkeuksetta
toistakymmentä lasta.
Semmoisen lapäiliudan % kouluuttami-.
nen tai muuten valistaminen ei
luohnoHisesti tale kyaymykseenkäSn;
Niinpä - onkin suurin, osa^ Oanadan
ranskalaisista lukutaidottomia. Mut^
ta sellaisena he lienevätkin kaikkein
otollisimpia esim; puutavarain : r a a .
ka-aineen tuotantoon; raatamaan
nurisematta pitkiä päiviä, j a asum
a a n ' kämpissä, l o t k a muistuttavat
enemmän villi-ihmisen kotuksia^ k u in
kahdeniiel^kymmenenrvuoslsadan i h misen
asnntoja.
Kysymys lasten' Iokum,3Srän; r a -
Jottaniidesta on'.tämän niaan suomalaisten
tydläisperhelden . ' k e s k o u -
dea^a Je suurelto osalta ^'j^oiiettu
k a n t a . U s e i m m i s a a ^ ' valistaneissa
työläisperheiiMS tapaammdkin.^'' Vain
joko ^hden tai kakai lasta.' Bajotus
ei tietenkään aiheada iiden Ja äitien
hedelmSHisyy^eatS ,tai hedehnStt&r
myyde«tä. , Se, Johtao ensiksi-aiitS,
etteivät äidit tahdo olla 'minään
aynnytyakoneina ja toiseksi 'Idita,'
että palkkatyJSläisten . niakd^ta tel
o i s t a ' ei täbdo; riittiä ktt^hjqiaeeiir
ede« yhden laj^sen 1c8avatulöieen,-ptt«'
hunuttalceian aeeammaate.
r Lapseton avMtltto 'oHsl yHSmaf^
nitto^n.. syitten perosteellit*^,!'kaikkein"
mnkovin. Kattft, »iinätdn, on
vastuksensa. tlaeinlMn' jaari ensi-maisen;
lapsen katetta ovat' Sidit
sill
i »
saaneet niskaotteen mieheensä. "'Toi,-
sin sanoen, saaneet yhdistäjän» jfokä;' <'
useassa? tapauksessa Ihkäisee• mte^>^
hen sanomasta, hyvästiä vaimolleen; s
senjälkcen, kun ovat oppineet' tanttoinaan
. toisistaan ' m u i t a k i n haini^ j
suloisia p u l l i a . Yksi lapsi on.' s i i s ; -
välttämätön aviolKton koo^aopitäijÄ-^ ^ |
;y:<;^/•-;,.;^^;^;^'.v,«::?^l-K^..•;;;•-s;;:?,';;;^;i^
M u t t a kun tämmöinen pätevä yh-'< ^ , ^
distäjä'alkaa'kävellä ta8utteleroaan.i.itv
.t'uUfe.'nolni!kolmen wodett ikäiaeksl^ii ' , .^0
eAHaa >?hSn - kaipaaniaatt^^^VBrt^tensaV;;^*'
seuraa. Valpas äidin sSma' laon-^^!. , '
nolHsesti huomaa täiään 'enslmiäise'^, '
nä. Hän puhau tästS miehelleen,^,
ehdottaen hänelle fuottnotlusta imt;^ i
kaisua pulmaan r p i k k a i v e l j en taf ed'-Jl^J
saren taittamasta. Matta mies, i o t i - ^ . |
k a tulee tiuolehtfa perheeä toimeen^'
talosta tekee, moisen ei|db^elnl8n^ '
Johdosta laskelmia palkkänea' pie-,t^
nuadesta- Ja epävarmnadesta. I
Näin ollen e i kysymystä «'VksikS '
vaiko kaksi lasta tyoläisperhedasä**,^ '
vötda ratkaista, tyydyttävällä-^ t a i ; > » j
v a l l a kapitalistisessa ybteiskunnaa-^« I
s a ; Vain. ^Neovoätotasavöltain'-Hi*;' 'i
tossa, Jossa on l a s t e n t a r h o j a ' m i l t e h 'f
Jokaisessa kytas^sä, vapaotuvat peiF- |
heen ainoatkin lapset siitÄ yksiniU-- [,
syyde8tä,'mikS heitä esim. Canadaa^- ' i
sa,!kohtaa. " . '
' -f f; -
KESÄISENÄ 1 »
i
/ ' E n Jaksa, enää «lämää Jatfcäfl.^' •mmm
E n . jaksa enää lisäkSrsims^sxS ke8«^ '
tää. En jaksa,'en, e n , en . ^
Siten virkkoi nuori .mies nuoren*^
naisen edessä kesäisenä yönä. ^NuoiH^'
nainen a l k o i ; " ' 7,
Koeta 'tyyntyä, Pauli, Ota -aaut, ^
myös * enemmän järjen kannalta.;
1'unteet yksinään — ne Johtavat'
ihmisen harhaan . . y ' "'••^
Nuori mies vaikeni. Silmiensä koa^
teä katse kohdistui lähellä, olevan
Jäiven pintaan. Joka päityi hfljai$e% . /
na, tyynenä j a rauhallisena . ' ' '/Jv
Hfe miettivät kumpikin. He odo|>i' * > vSjg
tiyat kumpikin. Hetken knlottatf , /'.'J^/iS?!
;^rki(^?:^iäor|5^to
" K o s k a rakkaateni sinuun, E l l i ^ o t f ' \ VJ;^^
o l l u t puhdasta, tahdon sen r a k k a ^ r ; ' \ {'fj"
den-tähden'kestää myös kaiken aen^ '''T^^f
mitä se kärsimysten ^nuodos^a « l i " ' ' , ' " ' ' ' ' '^
, He vaikenivat taaskin. H e miettiC^ , , ' ; C),h
;vä^;#pctö^^;HÄiä
kairien tpska^ k b i n ritttaa.vähiieMet^;^^ -'^"'^
Luonteemme ovftl^liiiih x l ^ o n '^BTOA^, i\ \
setr ' n w n t e e i n m e l d | i / : k a l l i ^^
hiijiarta^ä^^aak^* ,
reh ^naU^n--lÄbltfe^ ^ö.lal -?oa(;Bai
kin nonsso^ ~^ti^iaii-'1Sbisä$Btt:i^}
dyät:kats««^>fity|^<i^,-l*»^^
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| Title | Vapaus, December 17, 1926 |
| Language | fi |
| Subject | Finnish--Canadians--Newspapers |
| Publisher | Vapaus Publishing Co |
| Date | 1926-12-17 |
| Type | text |
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| Identifier | Vapaus261217 |
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| Title | 1926-12-17-24 |
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Srti7-1926 Federated Pressin ^seh Pierjantaina» jöuluk. ITpmä — Friday, Pec> X7 Uember The Federated Flreas
f voans Proletaire ; V a s : b d m ' some-jijlie,
but belongs t o no country^
j3 the world's adventurer. He
g « ^ ' t h e living languages; of-.east
sd we3t.
Hard a? oails, shaasjr a s bark, a
laigiiinf, fighting young- , giant.
j)9Dgerouä and m a g n e t i c i , ^ t h r ed
jj^. like a bonfire, blu^ eyes like
iiycnets, and a thest i i k e the bulge
cf 3 mquntain. ,
Hahda Jifee machines. vPrecise and
His wonderfttl hands can
llcreate anything/mtan needs; he
\ taoifs aU the trades.
'ffe'work3; he digs coal, scoops
fousdätions, f l i n g s , «p^ vast sky-r
ayapers Iike songs*roared by a
l^tonkard: He playa vrith rivers of
«iite-fcot steeL 'He fashions sub-
' iijB, sculptures.. aeroplanes, • models;
Jo&motives. Wheat, green and gold
' lie;paints over miles, « f pranie x a n -
'1(33. H r m grace' of his Panama
• CaaaL , Tosses thnnderbolts tförough
the air, is electrician and radio
oiut. Hammers ontVn^ and
\. actor i n huge plays. Artist,
sden&t, wft-ke,r—^is everything.
'ffoyking girls are ^crazy about
liit—father of bold, exuherant^
son-tanncd children. Healthy as a
TfM mustang-^nd a lover thrilling
Mia ride on av,.Coney;Island roUer
co3ster. Even nlce ladies forget
pik^ I%i BeU^^ husbands
vkm he's around.'
'F&r,^fae's no slave but the world*s
iamortal vrild young' adventurer.
Hurrah; for l i f e ! H e knoivs' how to
Hake up his mind. " •
'2. F I C H T S " P A U L B U N Y AN
Paul Bunyan, a ' middle-aged
American ^ a n t , - w a s foreman over
the workers of America. He had
b&n a worker/himself l o r long
years, faut-had-beenrÄirSjrted ~hy
a mean Iittiä Miser' who owned,
through black niagic, the fields and
factories öf America. This ogre
gave Bimyan a Ford car, a house,
a pretty Iawn and a white collar,
and thns comipted him. Paul Bun-yaahanded
the . M i s e r his soul for
Öi«pe fehiags. ' H e Tvas converted
ftom a man into a mqrciless go-
Setter and driver, a scissor-bilL
wiUi a scab soul.
Young Proletaire was sprawled
la^y one noon* the length of the
liigt palisades, dreaming over New
York, that gianfs best dream.
Paul Bunyan suddenly was above
liira, kicfcipg at his face with hob-taaed
boots, and^ snarling: " N ow
I found yeh, yeh agitator! |
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