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       Letter from the Kaweah Co-Operative Colony.

      From Germany came a plea to be permitted to join in the effort to implement “Bellamy’s excellent ideas,” promising warm enthusiasm from “thousands of efficient industrious Europeans, slaves of the capitalists who are thirsting for freedom.” A Russian immigrant wrote from Kansas City that he had already lost his child, wife, and property, that he was going more deeply into debt, was “cracked” in health, and had “come to bedrock.” He said he would “thank my God if you, friends of humanity, will give me chance to associate with you in this great movement for delivering humanity from beasthood to humanity.” Another European immigrant, whose home and mill had been burned down by the Jesse and Frank James gang, wrote from New Orleans of his struggle to maintain his socialist principles. He hoped he would receive his “reward by getting a chance to work with you.” ⁵⁹ Letters from these immigrants, who had come to America to find greater freedom and opportunity, underscored the ironic fate America held for them.

      By October, upwards of a hundred persons from twenty-one states had written to express interest.⁶⁰ Most were native born—workingmen, tradesmen, and farmers. All but two or three were men. Some wrote eloquently; some had difficulty spelling or forming their letters correctly; a few were veterans of other cooperative colony ventures; and some wrote learnedly about the advantages of competing economic doctrines. All agreed that the United States was not the land of opportunity its resources, mythology, and history intended it to be. To see America through their eyes touched the young idealist who received their letters; it also deepened his resolve to find the explanation for their grief and the answer to their plight.

      Gaston wrote long and solicitous letters to most of these correspondents. Taking on the j ob of colony secretary, he meticulously made copies of his replies in a newly acquired journal.⁶¹ These were heady months for Gaston as he engaged for the first time the minds and hearts of those who, he hoped, would be the sinew of his practical demonstration of a new route to the cooperative commonwealth.

      He and Clara had two children by this time, after the birth of James Ernest in June. But the increased family responsibilities do not seem to have either altered his course or slowed him down, if one is to judge from the many long and thoughtful letters he drafted, often late in the night after his family had gone to sleep. These letters reveal a man possessed by his mission. In them he mixed soaring enthusiasm for the colony venture—“the almost universal opinion of those who have studied our plan is that it is the simplest, best, and most practical ever put forth”—with fearful warnings of the evil it must combat. Every day, in fact, the threat to the nation was growing stronger and more menacing he believed. In replying to one letter, he wrote of “individualism and competition gone to seed” as the defining characteristic of the country; people were rewarded for selfish activities in a society that not only approved but depended upon the subjugation of the many to the few. The “present competitive system,” he wrote to another prospective member, allowed individuals to engage in whatever they believed they “can get money out of without regard to the needs of the community.” Success came by levying tribute on their fellow citizens “through control of natural opportunities,” by becoming monopolists. “One of the worst fruits of the present system,” he said to another prospective colonist, was the way it drained the sense of self-worth out of many honest people, robbing them “of all confidence in . . . humanity.” He admonished his brother-in-law, a mildly skeptical merchant, telling him that it was not possible, under the existing competitive system, for “a man to do business a day without being compelled to do things which are repugnant to his moral sense.” ⁶²