"Jimmie Higgins" is the fellow who does the hard work in the job of waking up the workers. Jimmie hates war--all war--and fights against it with heart and soul. But war comes, and Jimmie is drawn into it, whether he will or no. He has many adventures--strikes, jails, munitions explosions, draft-boards, army-camps, submarines and battles. "Jimmie Higgins Goes to War" at last, and when he does he holds back the German army and wins the battle of "Chatty Terry." But then they send him into Russia to fight the Bolsheviki, and there "Jimmie Higgins Votes for Democracy."A picture of the American working-class movement during four years of world-war; all wings of the movement, all the various tendencies and clashing impulses are portrayed.
the moment of this clasp was the nearest to heaven that Jimmie Higgins had ever known.
When he was able to find his voice, it was only to exclaim, "You wasn't due till five-forty-two!"
As if the Candidate had not known that! He explained that he had missed his sleep the night before, and had come on ahead so as to snatch a bit during the day. "I see," said Jimmie; and then, "I knowed you by your picture."
"Yes?" said the other, patiently.
And Jimmie groped round in his addled head for something really worth while. "You'll want to see the Committee?"
"No," said the other, "I want to finish this first." And he took a sip from a glass of milk, and a bite out of a sandwich, and chewed.
So utterly rattled was Jimmie he sat there like a num-skull, unable to find a word, while the man finished his repast. When it was over, Jimmie said again--he could do no better--"You want to see the Committee?"
"No," was the reply, "I want to sit here--and perhaps talk to you, Comra