loose may be needed to
manipulate----"

Before the Sphinx could complete his statement of the case he was
politely asked if he would care to inter his talents in the Canadian
Senate, and he suavely answered that such a thing might be a good way
to solve the conundrum, even though it would make a thoroughly stupid
last act in the play.

A TRUE VOICE OF LABOUR

MR. TOM MOORE

Many years ago an Irish poet visiting Canada and voyaging down the
Ottawa wrote a poem of which may people recall only the lines--

"Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast,
The rapids are near, the daylight's past."

The Tom Moore about whom this article is sketched is not a poet. He
is, in fact, one of the prosiest public men in Canada. But we may
leave it to any of those who have known him during the past three years
when he has been President of the Trades and Labour Congress, if many
and many a time he has not felt some such sentiment as--

"Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast,
The rapids are near, the daylight's past."

Since Mr. Charles Draper first became Secretary of that Congress he has
never known a period when so much was expected of a President by way of
limitless patience, statesmanship and self-control as has been shown by
Tom Moore. The rapids were always close to this man, and there were
rocks under the rapids. It took steady piloting by the captain to keep
the crew of the labour ship from getting holes in her bottom and going
down.

So far as one has been able to follow the career of Moore at the head
of the Congress, and as reported in the public press, he stands now and
always for adherence to the principle of Union in evolution. He
believes in labour getting ahead; but not by the method of upturning
everything that is established just to see what kinds of crawling
things there may be underneath.

When we reflect that Canada is not primarily an industrial so much as
an agricultural country, it is startling to remember that two years ago
it was the home of the only organized attempt ever made in America on a
scale of efficiency to establish something closely resembling a Soviet
government. The big Winnipeg Strike was a lurid menace to the
solidarity of labour in Canada. West of Winnipeg, once the Red River
Soviet had been set up, there was a chain of inflammable centres to
link up with the revolution. Calgary was the scene of one convention
which had sent a cable of sympathy to Moscow.