Publisher's Synopsis
"Yes," said the anti-poverty orator, "what we require is an equitable distribution of the world's wealth. The bloated bond-holder, the idle, white-handed aristocrat and the politician who rob the people, must all go. We want such a distribution of the money and wealth of the land as will make every man independent of his neighbor. Then the world will really prosper, but not until then will we see an end of poverty and misery, and the never-ending struggle that is driving men to desperation and women to perdition!" "Time for us to go," whispered Carroll Burton's companion just at this juncture. "He'll begin to wave the red flag in a minute, and then there'll be an anarchistic powwow. This meeting always ends in a rumpus," and together the two young men forced their way through the crowd and out upon the street.
