rage
boy and girl are, as it were, educationally dragged up anyhow and
launched upon the world at the first possible moment to earn the few
shillings which two hands and an undeveloped intelligence are worth in
the labour market. No wonder there is Bolshevism and class war and
anarchy and revolution. Where the ruled are ignorant and the ruling
selfish--you can never expect to found a new and happier world.

_Duty_

As for a sense of duty, to talk to the average man and woman, no matter
what may be their class in life, of a sense of duty, is rather like
reading Shakespeare to a man who is stone deaf. And yet, an education
which does not at the same time seek to teach duty--duty to oneself, to
the state, to humanity at large--is no real education at all. But in the
world in which we live at present, a sense of duty is regarded as
nonsense. Labour does not realise its duties, neither does wealth;
neither does the Church, except to churchmen; nor Parliament, except to
the party which provides its funds. And yet, as I said before, a sense
of duty is the very foundation of all real education.

Even if the children of the poor were taught the rudiments of some trade
while they were at school, the years they spend there would not be so
utterly and entirely wasted. Even though they did not follow up that
trade as their occupation in life, it would at any rate give them some
useful interest in their hours of recreation. As it is they know
nothing, so they are interested in nothing. And this, of course, applies
to the so-called educated people as well. It always amuses me to listen
to the well-to-do discussing the working classes. To hear them one would
think that the working classes were the only people who wasted their
time, their money, and their store of health. It never seems to strike
them that the working classes for the most part live in surroundings
which contain no interest whatsoever--apart from their work. They are
given education--and _such_ education! They are given homes--and _such_
homes! They are plentifully supplied with public houses--and ye gods,
such public houses! The Government hardly realises yet that it is there,
not to listen to its own voice and keep its own little tin-pot throne
intact, but as a means by which the masses may arrive at a healthier,
better, more worthy state of existence. The working-classes are not
Bolshevik, nor do I think they ever will be; but deep down in the