The Secret of the League: The Story of a Social WarBramah, Ernest
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The Secret of the League: The Story of a Social War
Bramah, Ernest
Dystopias -- Fiction; Great Britain -- Politics and government -- Fiction; Social classes -- Fiction
Whether it was the extreme unlikelihood of his ever being made a
director, or some other deeper cause, the secret history of the period
does not say, but Bill turned upon his innocent friend in a very
aggressive mood.
"What d'yer mean--young men lodgers?" he demanded warmly. "What call
have you to bring that up? Come now!"
"Why, mate," expostulated the offending one mildly, "no one said
anything to give any offence. What's the 'arm? Your missis does take in
lodgers, same as plenty more, don't she? Well, then!"
"I can take a 'int along the lines as well as any other," replied Bill
darkly. "It's gone far enough between pals. See? I never said anything
about your sister leaving that there laundry, did I? Never, I didn't."
"And what about it if you did?" demanded the neighbour, growing hot in
his turn. "I should think you'd have enough----"
"Gentlemen, gentlemen," expostulated the glib young spokesman, as the
voices rose above the conversational whisper, "let us have absolute
unanimity, if _you_ please--expressed in the usual way, by all saying
nothing together."
"Wha's matter with Bill?" murmured the next delegate with polite
curiosity.
"Seems to me the little man is troubled with his teef," replied the
unfortunate cause of the ill-feeling, with smouldering passion. "Strike
me if he isn't. Ah!" And seeing the impropriety of relieving his
feelings in the usual way in a Cabinet Minister's private study, he
relapsed into bitter silence.
Mr Tubes having expressed his absolute approval of this detail of the
programme, the second point was explained. Why, it was demanded, should
the provisions of the Employers' Liability Act apply only to the hours
during which a man was at work? Furthermore, why should they apply only
to accidents? Supposing, said Mr William Mulch, the spokesman in
question, that a bloke went out in a social way among his friends, as
any bloke might, caught the small-pox, and got laid up for life with
after-effects, or died? Or suppose the bloke, after sweating through a
day's work, went home dog-tired to his miserable hovel, and broke his
leg falling over the carpet, or poisoned his hand opening a tin of
sardines? They looked to the present Government to extend the working of
the Act so as to cover the disablement or death of employes from every
cause whatever, natural death included, and wherever they might be at
the time. Under the present unfair and artificial conditions of labour,
the work-people were nothing but the slaves and chattels of capitalists,
and it was manifestly unfair that the latter should escape their
responsibilities after exploiting a man's labour for their own greedy
ends, simply because he happened to die of hydrophobia or senile decay,
or because the injury that disabled him was received outside the
foetid, insanitary den where in exchange for a bare sordid pittance
his flesh was ground from his bones for eight hours daily.
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