Mrs Eleanor Marx Aveling, daughter of Karl Marx

Identifier: apostleoffreelab00coll (find matches)
Title: The apostle of free labour : the life story of William Collison, founder and general secretary of the National Free Labour Association, told by himself
Year: 1913 (1910s)
Authors: Collison, William National Free Labour Association
Subjects: Collison, William Labor unions -- Great Britain History Strikebreakers -- Great Britain
Publisher: London : Hurst and Blackett
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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FREE LABOUR increase of expenditure which has inflicted much hardshipupon struggHng tradesmen and others. It would be interesting to know what would have happenedto the ratepayers of Poplar and the other districts had Sir HenryCampbell-Bannerman stuck to his original choice, and Mr.Crooks had become President of the Local Government Board,instead of John Burns. I have met Crooks on various occasionssince he was a youth, and finally, when his temper overcamehim on the occasion of the Deputation to the London CountyCouncil, when only the interference of John Burns preventedhim from attacking me in a fashion that could have wrought himno material good. He has always been a very large-heartedman, with quick sympathies, but very limited mentaUty. HispoUtical friends sometimes describe him as John Burnsunderstudy and sometimes as Weeping Willie. Cabinetrank is now a very remote possibility for him; in his own politicalcircles he has antagonized the group who follow Messrs. Tillettand Mann.
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MRS. ELEANOR MARX AVELING.Daughter of Karl Marx. (Facing p. 72. CHAPTER XL FLEET STREET AND BOHEMIA. IT would seem that some mysterious influence in life hasalways drawn me to Fleet Street. For close on a generationof years my offices have been on the borders of Fleet Street, andin the years before I aspired to offices, circumstances brought meinto Fleet Street almost daily and nightly. And I have seenFleet Street change in face and temperament ; change utterly,change beyond recognition, but change for the better. In the old days, when I was organizing Midnight Meetings onbehalf of the Omnibus men in various and remote parts of London,and when to reach my home I had frequently to tramp fromone end of London to the other. Fleet Street used to be my half-way resting place. In those days there were certain public-houses in Fleet Street which the City Commissioner of Policeallowed to remain open all night—I think they had to formallyclose from midnight to one-thirty—for the convenienc

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