A BROTHER TO THE BEAST
At the end of three months from the time he took possession of the
dredge, Wolf's men had built five duplicates, and they were all at
work. More than three thousand dollars' worth of gold he weighed daily
and stored in secret vaults whose keys never left his grasp.
The new colony he landed in groups of two hundred at intervals of
sufficient time to assign each new member to work where the least
trouble could be given. The strictest search for arms and weapons of
every kind was made before each person was allowed to land.
It took only about two weeks to bring the new group into perfect
subjection. Spies reported every word of surprise and criticism that
fell from the lips of a newcomer.
The overseer of each gang of labourers was required to complete the
task assigned to him by the standard of the very best records labour
had ever made, and to secure these results it was necessary to
constantly lengthen the hours of each day's service. As the efficiency
of labour decreased the entire colony gradually gravitated to the
basis of convict service. As no man received more than food, clothes,
and shelter there could be no conceivable motive to induce any one to
work harder than was necessary to escape the lash of the overseer.
Consequently the hours of labour were increased from nine to ten.
The one ambition now of every man was to win the favour of the
authorities, and become one of the regent's guard, an overseer, or
find relief from the hard, brutal tasks imposed on the great majority.
The road to promotion could not be found in achievement.
The power to assign and enforce work was the mightiest force ever
developed in the hand of man.
Under the system of capitalism wealth was desirable because it meant
power over men. But this power was always limited. Under the free play
of natural law no man, even the poorest, could be commanded to work by
a superior power. He could always quit if he liked. He might choose to
go hungry, or apply to the charity society for help in the last
resort, but he was still master of his own person. His will was
supreme. He, and he alone, could say, I will, or I will not.
Here all was changed. A new force in human history had been created.
Wealth beyond all the dreams of passion and avarice was in the grasp
of the regent and his henchmen. He wielded the most autocratic and
merciless power over men conceivable to the human imagination--a power
final and resistless, from which there could be no appeal save in
death itself.
The results of this power quickly began to show in the development of
life around the regent and each of his trusted minions.
By the time the theatre and music hall were finished and opened, Wolf
had selected more than a hundred of the prettiest girls in the colony
for the two stages.
His method of selection was always the same. The girl he desired he
secretly ordered to be assigned to a dirty or disgusting form of
labour. He allowed her to rave in hopeless anger at her tasks until
she found that all appeal was in vain and her doom sealed.
He then made it his business to call, express his surprise at the task
to which she had been assigned, and smile vaguely at her eager appeal
for a change.
If she proved charming to the regent she was promptly assigned to the
chorus of the State theatre and given luxurious quarters in the
building adjoining.
Their tasks were light and agreeable. They studied music and dancing
and elocution. But, above all, they studied day and night the art of
pleasing the regent, whose frown could send any of them instantly to
the washtub or the scrubbing-brush.
In like manner around the personality of each guard, overseer,
secret-service man, superintendent, and governor of departments there
grew a coterie of favoured ones whose position depended solely on the
whim of the man in power.
The State only could manufacture arms. The State only could bear arms.
And the system of law which Socialism developed was so full, so minute
in its touch on every detail of human life, and so merciless in its
system of espionage, the very idea of revolution was slowly dying in
the despairing hearts of the colonists.
So sure was Wolf of his victim when once he had marked her, he was
merely amused rather than displeased over Barbara's defiance of his
wishes.
A few days before the opening and dedication of the regent's palace,
when all his preparations were complete, Wolf summoned Catherine.
"I have here," he began, "my proclamation for the complete
establishment of a perfect Social State. I publish it to-morrow
morning. It goes into effect immediately:
"'From to-day the State of Ventura enters upon the reign of pure
Communism which is the only logical end of Socialism. All private
property is hereby abolished. The claim of husband to the person of
his wife as his own can no longer be tolerated. Love is free from all
chains. Marriage will hereafter be celebrated by a simple declaration
before a representative of the State, and it shall cease to bind at
the will of either party. Complete freedom in the sex-relationship is
left to the judgment and taste of a race of equally developed men and
women. The State will interfere, when necessary, to regulate the
birth-rate and maintain the limits of efficient population.'"
"Which means for me?" Catherine inquired.
"That you are divorced and free to marry whom you please."
The woman uttered a cry of anguish, threw her arms around Wolf's big
neck, and burst into sobs.
"Oh, Herman, surely you have some pity left in your heart! For God's
sake, don't cast me out of your life in this cruel, horrible way!"
He turned his stolid face away with cold indifference.
She lifted her tapering hand timidly and smoothed the coarse hair back
from his forehead with a tender gesture.
"Can you forget," she went on, in low, passionate tones, "all we have
been to one another through the long, dark years of our fight with
poverty and oppression? All I have done for your sake? That I broke
my husband's heart--for he loved me even as I love you--I left my
babies, and have never seen them since; broke with every friend and
loved one on earth for you! Have you forgotten all I have done in this
work? The tireless zeal with which I've fought your battles? Can you
kick me from your presence now as though I were a dog?"
Wolf pursed his thick lips and scowled.
"No, I mean that you shall stay where you are and take charge of my
new household. Barbara will need your assistance."
"Barbara!" she gasped.
"I have chosen her as the new regent," Wolf calmly answered. "I will
announce our marriage at the dedication of the palace."
"And you think that I will accept such shame?"
"I'm sure you will!" he quickly answered with an ominous threat in his
tone.
The woman sprang to her feet and faced him, her tall, lithe figure
tense with passion.
"I dare you to try it!"
"Dare?" Wolf repeated in a low growl.
"I said it!" she cried, defiantly. "From the very housetop I'll shout
the story of our life. I'll show you I'm a power you must reckon
with----"
"And I'll show you," Wolf answered "that there's but one power that
counts now in the world of realities in which we live--the elemental
force of tooth, and nail, and claw--do you understand?"
He thrust his big, ugly face into hers and a look of terror flashed
from her eyes as she saw his features convulsed with fury.
"Please, Herman!" she pleaded at last in a feeble, childish voice.
"You are still daring me?"
"No, I give up--surely you will not strike me!" she gasped.
"Not unless I have to," he answered, with cold menace.