What the "Daily Herald" describes as ''a great crowd," recently assembled at the Albert Hall to celebrate the third anniversary of the Russian Soviet Republic. Arthur Macmanus, one of the principle speakers, cried shame upon the workers of England for not having followed the example of their Russian comrades, and drew charming picture of the new epoch which has succeeded the Tsarist terror—an epoch which, as Maxim Gorky says, is memorable for "an explosion of the worst side of human nature." Mr. Macmanus did not of course refer to this criticisui by a man who knows. While the audience cheered Mr. Macmanus to the echo, in another place Mr. H. G. Wells was giving some impressions of his recent visit to Russia. What struck him most, amid the welter of crude Marxian philosophy, was the discomfort and misery of the scientists. Oareworn, hungry and cold—these are the words of Mr. Wells—they still work on with the fear of an impending stoppage always before them. They know nothing of the scientific progress outside Rus-Bi: Depending on an orderly which has failed them, they might as well be living in a Kaffir kraal. It may be that all will come right in the end. Books for the proletariat are being prepared by hundreds of starving translators. The Soviet plan of education is excellent. Only one doubt arises. A regimen of very plain living may easily be enforced by the Dictators. Can they as easily induce the populace to take a little high thinking with their meagre meale?
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