uch of
it cotton goods, which means future employment for the growing
millions of negroes in the South. While it may be best to confine our
territorial domain within our ocean ditches, we must encourage
commercial expansion, for we have already one hundred millions of
people; soon we will have one hundred and fifty millions, and experts
tell us when the present century closes there will be three hundred
millions in this country. If this republic would build for the future
she must strive to create a world-wide business fraternity, through
which will go and grow the spirit of the noblest civilization of the
world.

Another swing of the searchlight and it falls upon The Labor and
Capital Question.

After all the years of education, agitation and legislation, we find
capital combining in great corporations on one hand, and labor
organizing in great trade unions on the other. Like two great armies
they face each other, both determined to win. While capital is
expanding on one side, the wants of the laboring classes are expanding
on the other. They see excursion trains bound for world's fairs; they
want to go. They see stores crowded with the necessaries and luxuries
of life; they want a share. They live in days of startling
pronouncements, they can read, they want the morning papers. They live
in a larger world, and knowing their brains and brawn helped to create
the larger world they feel they deserve a larger share in its
fortunes. When they see avenues lined with the mansion homes of
capital, and the toiling world crowded into tenement quarters, and
these tenements owned by capital, not five in fifty of the country's
wage-earners owning their homes, they naturally conclude there is
something wrong somewhere.

Over an inn in Ireland hangs a picture representing the "FOUR ALLS;" a
king with a scepter in his hand saying, "I rule all;" a soldier with a
sword in his hand saying, "I fight for all;" a bishop with a Bible in
his hand saying, "I pray for all," and a working man with a shovel in
his hand saying, "I pay for all."

"God bless them, for their brawny hands
Have built the glory of all lands;
And richer are their drops of sweat,
Than diamonds in a coronet."

I must say, however, all the fault for present conditions must not be
charged to capital. There are faults within I wish the laboring world
would see and correct. I travel the country over and note the men who
file in and out the saloons. Are they b