nt, the
bishop nodded his head. The Church, he said, had nothing to fear from the
soviet.

"Certainly not from the Limerick soviet," I suggested. "It was there that I
saw a red-badged guard rise to say the Angelus."

"Isn't it well," smiled the bishop, "that communism is to be
Christianized?"

[Footnote 1: Notice was given by the General Prison Board of Ireland on
November 24, 1919, that no prisoner on hunger strike would obtain release.
It was stated that the hunger-striker alone would be responsible for the
consequences of his refusal to take food.]

[Footnote 2: "Labour in Irish History." By James Connolly. Maunsel and
Company. 1917. P. 122.]

VI

WHAT ABOUT BELFAST?

SICKNESS AND DEATH OF CARSONISM

The H.C. of L. has done an extraordinary thing. It is the high cost of
living that has caused the sickness and death of Carsonism. Carsonism is a
synonym for the division of the Ulsterites by political and religious
cries--there are 690,000 Catholics and 888,000 non-Catholics.[1]

The good work began during the war. Driven by the war cost of living,
Unionist and Protestant organized with Sinn Fein and Catholic workers, and
together they obtained increased pay. Now they no longer want division. For
they believe what the labor leaders have long preached: "Carsonism with its
continuance of the ancient cries of 'No Popery!' and 'No Home Rule!'
operates for the good of the rich mill owners and against the good of the
workers. If the workers allow themselves to be divided on these scores,
they can neither keep a union to get better wages nor elect men intent on
securing industrial legislation. If the workers are really wise they will
lay the Carson ghost by working with the south of Ireland towards a
settlement of the political question. Why not? The workers of the north and
south are bound by the tie of a common poverty."

"All my life," said Dawson Gordon, the Protestant president of the Irish
Textile Federation, as we talked in the dark little union headquarters
where shawled spinners and weavers were coming in with their big copper
dues, "I have heard stories that were so much fuel on the prejudice pile.
When I was small, I believed anything I was told about the Catholics. I
remember this tale that my mother repeated to me as she said her
grandmother had told it to her: 'A neighbor of grandmother's was alone in
her cabin one night. There was a knock at the door. A Catholic woman begged
for shelter. The