victs parading the streets instead of digging in the mines. That's what we get out of Revolution."
We pointed to other things that came out of Revolution—order, restraint and good-will. But the emigres could not see. They would not see.
"That is for the moment," they laughed. "When the excitement is over they'll go back to stealing, drinking and killing." To these emigres it was at best a passing ecstasy that would disappear with our disappearing train.
Leaning out from the car steps we waved farewell to the hundreds of huge grimy hands waving farewell to us. Our eyes long clung to the scene. In the last glimpse we saw the men of Cherm with heads still bared to the cutting wind, the rhythmic rise and fall of the arms of "Jean Valjean," the red banner with "Greetings to our Comrades thruout the World," and a score of hands still stretched out towards the train. Then the scene faded away in the dust and distance.
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Two years later Jo Redding came back to Detroit after working in Cherm and watching the Revolution working there. He reports its permanent effects. Thefts and murders were reduced almost to zero. Snarling animals became men. Tho just released from irons, they put themselves under the iron discipline of the Soviet armies. Lawless under the old law, they became the writers and defenders of a new law. Men who had so many wrongs of their own
