﻿HERE AND THERE 
 
Judge: “What Is the charge against this man. 
Officer: “Yer ‘onor, I found him robbing a bank.” 
Judge: “Did you search him.” 
Officer: “Yes, yer ‘onor, but, I couldn’t find a red card_ _ _ 
Judge: (interrupting) “Prisoner is discharged — lack of evidence.” 

Fatty Arbuckle scandal has disgraced the motion-picture-profits_ _ _and yea, verily, their prophets are in disgrace.  

All, banquet-scenes are being “called in,” also. — ‘tis thot starving-slaves can no longer find relish in them_ _ _ 

A coal dealers sign in Moorhead, Minn., reads:” Why Freeze while Lamb has coal?_ _ _ business men are coming to our-way of thinking —Why starve in the midst of plenty. 

The masters press is going around bragging they have 12 million of us working (?)_ _ _sort of rubbing it in, I guess — How do the rest of the 117,000,000 get their living—an echo answers, How? 

Prices are coming down — supply and demand governs prices—If you have a large supply of money, the prices are high; If your supply is small, they demand less. 
I hope this settles the controversy on law of supply and demand. 

Beds may be obtained for .25 in the basement with the rats — 
If you do not desire to associate with rats (nocturnally) you may buy a bed above ground for $1.50. 
I wish I was dead — the sheets, the blankets, the cots, and the smell, lice and sh_ _ _filth. All this is for labor without stint. 
This brings us to “natural selection.” 
(The sentiments in some of our musical-selections_ _would better be_ _left unsaid.) 

You have no sox — your feet are damp. My God, you’ve got a cold. ‘Tis pneumonia, the doctor says_ _ _you die. You are exterminated. You have been exposed_ _ _ 
The capitalist system is not exposed, yet. 

No. Not satisfied “letting” us starve and freeze it is sending agent-provocatcurs among the disheartened “workers” who are on the verge of insanity, because of their miseries. 

Fellow workers: Remember from time to time the masters expect you to start premature, half-baked, activities: He and his agents are working to that end, night and day — Better, by far, that you starve and freeze than, that, you act unorganized, following the blind-lead of the masters agents — Think, and think fast. It won’t hurt you. 

From time to time thought inquires: “What shall I read — where can I find direction.” I would nominate The Truth. 
T. bone Slim. 
P. S.—Excuse my callouses.