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Sun (Christchurch), Volume I, Issue 34, 17 March 1914, Page 6

What Tom Maiiii expects to accomplish when he reaches South Africa it is not easy to discern. Flushed with imlig-. nation at the recent deportations, Labour representatives at Home decided that' this blatant agitator should proceed to the Cape to champion a great cause. What cause? At a meeting of the workers at Johannesburg it was denied that the Labour Party knew anything about fchq visit of the English demagogue. Tom Mann is the wrong sort, of individual for the task of rehabilitating Labour disintegrate' in South Africa. One of the stormy petrels of the industrial world, he has dipped a disturbing wing in the colonies, and a too great effrontery and disregard for rules and regulations landed him in a cage that was not gilded. To vary the metaphor: He has burst among various democracies, shouting and sowing broadcast the seed of discontent. Then, before the reaping of the whirlwind of trouble and stress, he has found it suit his convenience best to steal out quietly and without advertisement. That is his-way. He has proved himself but a pseudoleader, with no cayacity for administration. It is ou his record that once, as a popular publican, he watered the working men's beer. Since that memorable time, he has carried on the great game of adulterating Labour politics with an unhealthy leaven of homemanufactured socialism, which is all lizz and splutter —and nothing else. Tom Mann as a factor in the development of the Labour ideal is negligible—he is a thing of the past, and of a bad past at that. But —he has to live somehow, and presumably he can still talk a sufficient number of words to the minute to impress an unthinking few. As a conspirator against Capital, he is a failure —and South African Labour | cries out for strong menu .