Do you remember Maupassant’s story: An exhausted French regiment—ten miles to go—the men mutinous, disgruntled; a broken-down carriage by the road-side—horses and driver gone—a mother and her daughter forlorn in the carriage, needing assistance to the next town. The snow is deep, their slippers are thin and they are fashionably—and uselessly—garbed. The soldiers make a sedan chair of the carriage poles, and fighting among themselves for the honor of bearing a hand at the poles they finish the march with spirit and bravado——?
Do you remember Whitman’s “lithe, fierce girls?” Such are the flame-tongues of Revolution—the priestesses of social passion.
If Woman only knew her power to work white magic with banality and stir up the hero-poet in man! But we who have dragged her by the hair for ten thousand years must continue to drag her enfeebled body and spirit with us for penalty—even as we are praying her to touch us to Fire!
When you say that all we need at this hour is a few great spiritual leaders—you are tremendously right. And shall not one of those be some “lithe fierce girl” who knows how to wake the militant social troubadour in man?
The enclosed is because you, like Margaret Sanger, belong to the new revolution—the thoroughbred thing compact of esprit, audacity, faith, and elan.
Socialism and War
By Louis B. Boudin
Author of Theoretical System of Karl Marx, “Government by Judiciary”, etc.
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