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“Approve!” cried the Colonel explosively; “much credit to them for
that! Do you think the People of England, or of France, would have
thus tamely submitted? Even in darkest Russia, do you not think there
would have been a few signs of lack of approval in the shape of bombs?
Was there a violent ebullition of popular wrath? Was there an outbreak
such as might have recalled the French Revolution of 1789? No; your
free and assertive citizens tamely submitted. The corporations kept
their franchises; the men of the soiled ermine retained their positions
on the bench; the police force, despite investigations and exposures,
continued, haughty and arrogant, to ply its nefarious traffic; and
it is recorded that the officer to whom I have referred was allowed
to quietly and profitably serve out his term. Do I state facts, or
fiction?”
“You are stating only the truth,” said Kearns sturdily.
“And the franchises which were robbed from the People!” cried the
colonel. “What was done with them? Not content with securing these
valuable franchises infinitely below their actual worth, the holders
proceeded to form corporations whose stock was watered to an absurd
extent. Upon this watered stock dividends had to be earned. And how
were these dividends earned--by the transportation companies of the
great cities, for instance? By treating the people--to whom these
companies owed their corporate existence--like dogs, and transporting
them as they would not have dared to transport cattle. Men, women and
children were herded in the street cars of your day as animals were
never herded. Thus year in and year out were the great and supposedly
all-powerful People treated. And for what? All for the benefit of a
comparatively tiny coterie of men, who derived the profit. And the
People submitted tamely as any band of sheep, did they not? The power
of the people, indeed!”
“Come, Colonel!” exclaimed the Professor; “it seems to me that you are
somewhat intolerant of the shortcomings of the people of our day.”
“Pardon me,” replied the Colonel hastily, “if I have said anything
to offend, though I have only recited a few facts as taken from the
chroniclers of your own times. Of course, we have our faults and our
evils; but not such as these. Thank God, such things could not be under
the Empire! Thank God, such would not be tolerated under the beneficent
rule of His Majesty, the King! Long live the Empire! God save the
King!”
CHAPTER VI
THE STAR OF EMPIRE
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