Thobbing : a seat at the circus of the intellect / by Henshaw Ward.

  • Ward, C. H. (Charles Henshaw), 1872-1935
Date:
[1926], ©1926
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Credit: Thobbing : a seat at the circus of the intellect / by Henshaw Ward. Source: Wellcome Collection.

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    name for it] of the vested interests is charged, not without good evidence, with pursuing. I should suppose that a social doctor would want to examine reports like the following that occur so frequently in the newspapers, to find out whether there is any truth in them or whether they are the mere inventions of the kept press: Pittsburgh: While the rescue work [i. e., of strike-breakers injured in a fire] was going on, a crowd of several hundred men, supposed to be strik¬ ing shopmen, stood on a cliff overlooking the building and hurled stones at the injured and the rescuers. Wilkes-Barre: Violence reigned this afternoon for several hours in the biennial convention of Dis¬ trict No. 1. George Isaacs was knocked to the floor and badly beaten. Fist-fights raged. The trouble was halted only after a score of city police had been summoned to the hall. Moscow: The devout fell upon their knees and prayed for their shrine. Company after company of laborers went by, heaping jeers upon them. . . . Bill Haywood sits alone today in a small room in a soviet hotel contemplating the ruins of his ideals, the frailty of human friendships, and the burst bubble of his dreams. If Professor Wolfe and the newspapers are even partially right, they seem to me to turn Sinclair’s diagnosis into a dream. But I must be on a wrong track. I suppose the whole trouble is that I lack what Professor Wolfe calls “creative intelligence.” Even this careful man,