rtyr, Hans--a martyr to the cause of liberty. And 'the
blood of the martyrs is the seed of the Church,' always and
everywhere," said the Young Comrade.
VI
Old Hans was silent for a few seconds. He gazed at the photograph
above his bench like one enraptured. The Young Comrade kept silent,
too, watching old Hans. A curious smile played about the old man's
face. It was he who broke the silence at length.
"Of course, you've heard about the International, lad? Karl had that
picture taken just about the time that the International was started.
Always promised me a picture he had, for years and years. And when he
brought me that one Sunday he seemed half ashamed of himself, as if he
thought it was too sentimental a thing for a serious man to do.
'You'll soon get tired looking at it, Hans,' he said.
"Ach, I remember that afternoon as though it were only day before
yesterday. We were sitting smoking and talking after dinner when Karl
said: 'Hans, I've made up my mind that it is time things begun to move
a bit--in connection with the movement I mean. We must unite, Hans.
All the workers ought to unite--can unite--_must_ unite! We've got a
good start in the visit of these French and German workingmen to the
Universal Exhibition. The bourgeoisie have shown the way. It must be
done.' Then he explained to me how the movement was to be launched,
and I promised to help as much as possible in my union. Karl always
wanted to get the support of the unions, and many a time did he come
to me to get me to introduce some motion in my union.
"It was that way when the great Civil War broke out in America. Karl
was mad at the way in which Gladstone and the middle class in general
sided with the slave-holders of the South. You see, he not only took
the side of the slaves, but he loved President Lincoln. He seemed
never to get tired of praising Lincoln. One day he came to me and said
with that quiet manner he had when he was most in earnest, 'Hans, we
must do something to offset Gladstone's damned infernal support of
the slave-traders. We must show President Lincoln that the working
class in this country feel and know that he is in the right. And
Abraham Lincoln belongs to us, Hans; he's a son of the working class.'
"He said a lot more in praise of Lincoln, and told me how proud he was
that the German Socialists had gone to the war, all enlisted in the
Northern army; said he'd like to join with Weydemeyer, his old friend,
who was fi
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