In order, however, that such struggles might attain the maximum of efficiency the socialists favour the closest organic cooperation of all unions as one organized working body.
"Get that?
Lovely, ain't it?
And when we're all in one big union, who are we going to strike against?
Against ourselves, of course--like we do now.

Bricklayers striking against shoemakers and both striking against carpenters, and all of 'em striking against the honest farmer and the farmer striking back, because every one of 'em wants all he can get for his labour and wants to pay as little as he has to for the other fellow's labour.

One big union, my eye! Socialists are jokes.

You never saw two of 'em yet that could agree on anything for ten minutes--except that they want something for nothing." The speaker paused impressively.

His listeners stirred with relief, but the tide of his speech again washed in upon them.
"They lack," said he, pointing the calabash pipe at Gideon Whipple, sitting patiently across the table from him, "they lack the third eye of wisdom." He paused again, but only as if to await applause.