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Anent Song: We know not what to think of this song and the present writer (that makes blaek marks on paper) would gladly take credit for it, although properly guiltless. It is a relie of the olden day when people were befogged and refogged by the leadership of the day to the tune of "My face is half in tears, my thoughts are are light and, see the sun tho it is not shining."-They sought sureese for their sorrow of missplaced confidence and finally found it in industrial union ism, the Industrial Workers of the World-in the year of 1905.(Since they have llearned to walk on their hindlegs)So, if anything, this song depiets the thorowghness of the seareh, right or wrong, and preseqed the better things to come. The despair in it is self-evident, profound and-sincer. So it illbehoaues any of us to stay our hand in the lightening of the burdens of labor with a solidarity that shall be the epic of the day. Come old, come young; orginize and stay orginize Ha! The Sun Is Shinning.