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Title: Anarchist Literature [Jun, 1887] Author: Freedom Press Date: June 1, 1887 Language: en Topics: Freedom Press Source: Freedom: A Journal of Anarchist Socialism, Vol. 1 -- No. 9, online source http://www.revoltlib.com/?id=2958. Notes: Freedom Press
We have received from Eau Claire, Wisconsin, a pamphlet by C. L. James,
entitled 'Anarchy, a Tract for the Times,' which contains an able
exposition of the principles of Anarchy. We cannot endorse all
conclusions of the author, but we admire the concise and excellent
manner in which he summarizes the, origins of Government and Capital.
'System of Economical Contradictions,' by P. J. Proudhon, translated
from the French by Benj. Tucker. (Proudhon Library, published monthly at
Boston). We earnestly recommend the reading of this work to those who
know Proudhon only by the bitter pamphlet of Marx. Those who seek in
books matter for independent thought surely will find few more
suggestive authors than Proudhon.
FROM A PARIS GARRET.-Here, alone, above the house-tops. The eastern sun
smiles through the skylight and wakes me to my work, and when I return
he is setting across the Seine. All Paris lies beneath, and above is the
solemn sky. And in the silence the roar of the city comes up to me in a
long, infinite moan. The sound changes like a symphony; now it is sweet,
human play of the children in the garden, the careless chatter of
ceaseless passersby, the carol of young girls in drawing-rooms; and then
it is the cry of the wretched, the groan of toil, toil, never-ending
toil; a living, quickening harmony, it comes like heart-beats, throbbing
faster, faster, stronger, stronger, till it stifles me! Is there no
stopping the fearful flood? On, on it rushes--this turmoil of human
life; blind, passionate, desperate! But--it subsides--a wave of hope
sweeps by there, clear pure heights, and sunny valleys. This beautiful
earth has cooled from a fiery ball, and from the living chaos too will
grow a sublime humanity as varied as the grass-blades, and as glorious
as the sky.