The men for whom the Welsh miners worked grudged them
every inch of sunlight and breathing space. In the thinly popu- lated districts of Wales they could deprive a man of his liveli- hood for his opinions and exile him from the home of his fathers. There was no monarchy in the world, not even in Russia, which could do that. Hero there was one limited monarchy, but there wore ten thousand little Tsars who held absolute autocratic sway. The Welsh were not pirates seeking pillage; they sought but their own. Mr. Lloyd George ended his inflammatory harangue with an impassioned eulogy of Non- conformity, which was covering the land with altars to the Most High, and a vindication of the petition of the Welsh that they should be free from the bondage of the State, and that the inheritance of the poor should be restored to them. Altogether the speech was an astonishing performance for a responsible statesman, and fully equalled any of Mr. Lloyd George's previous efforts as a promoter of class enmity.
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