THE WELFARE LEAGUE.

Evening Star, Issue 18137, 29 November 1922, Page 12

THE WELFARE LEAGUE.

TO TUB EDITOR.

Sir,—Hero be is again—good old “Returned Soldier.”. After a supper of pork and beans his digestive organs aro slightly impaired, but ho still knows a lot I like him; ho is no half-bogger,. The Welfare League is a pernicious association spreading poisonous propaganda, and won’t, como out into the open to answer his questions.. The wage and salaried classes axe traitors in not supporting the Labor members. He knows they ought and should. Just so! Don’t fret, my old comrade. The honest, hard-working man, held in the octopus grip of tho profiteering capitalist, will not swallow iho Welfare League’s “dope.” I like the word “dope.” I once had.five bob on a racehorse, and he didn t win; ho was doped all right. As your space must bo valuable at this season, perhaps my estimable friend “Returned Soldier will meet rue at tho Grand Hotel —shall wo say Thursday night, quarter to 6? Can’t get earlier; have to see that tho day’s takings of my profiteer boss are placed in a secret dungeon guarded by sundry bloodhounds. I’ll be wearing the Welfare League’s crest, a heart pierced by a dagger, the manacled hands of a poor clown-trodden worker stretched forth, alas! in tho fruitless effort to pluck it out. We’ll have a “ spot, and, as “Returned Soldier” knows a lot, why, wo might have two.—l am, oto., Guv Fawkes. November 28.