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—on the New Continent. It is already waiting. It desires to rid itself of its plenty. Who can hesitate? It is new-born, virginally rich, with its resources unused. Ha, ha, ha! who would not go to the full table? There is enough of it for all.



And why, perhaps I shall be rich and happy.



Ah! who would be unwilling? Who is without soil? There is soil which yields life and riches, and the earth opens her treasures for the man who does not hesitate to take them. Listen carefully. I tell you that gold is to be found there.



I’ll be off at once.



Do not abandon the old continent, this old Land of Yearning whose debtors you are.



Now I am resolved.



Admirable! Take the soil into your hands. Take gold into your hands. Property is the thing which I hold in my hands. The New Continent is asking to be owned. It desires to be in somebody’s hands. Give me your hands. Everything can be found there. Even the most poverty-stricken among you can be a Dollarson on a small scale.