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Henry George News, July 1961] |
Alexandra Tolstoy was
introduced at the annual banquet of the Henry George School in
New York, by the chairman, Arnold Weinstein, as the "illustrious
daughter of an illustrious father."
Living and working hard at 77 on her American Yasnayo Poliana
-- and directing the Tolstoy Foundation from her office in New
York City, affording hope to thousands of refugees, she captures
the imagination and respect of everyone who comes into her
presence. One senses nobility instinctively here, and the title,
Countess, though long ago renounced, comes naturally to mind.
Who can estimate the priceless worth to this country of the
contribution made by personages such as this who fled to us for
freedom and remained to love and serve?
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It is a great privilege to be with you tonight, and I'm going to
speak about the relationship between my father and Henry George,
though they never met. His son, however, visited us at our home,
Yasnaya Poliana, (Sunny Meadows), in 1909, and that pleased my father
very much.
Things have changed since those days. The values of life are
different. There were many people with great spirit, like Emerson,
George and Thoreau, whose book was always on my father's table, even
when he left his home forever. To these philosophers the spirit meant
much and material things little.
After my father read Progress and Poverty he spoke about
Henry George a great deal and wrote a preface to his work. A disciple
of his, Mr. Nikolaieff also studied George and knew his writings so
well he could quote many passages by heart. In 1894 an American named
Ernest Crosby came to Yasnaya Poliana, because he had read my father's
book on life and was carried away by it. My father talked to him about
Henry George and asked if he would kindly, on his return to America,
promote these ideas. Crosby did this, and organized a league for
social reform.
My father was an idealist, as you know, and he believed there would
be a time when the land would not belong to those who exploit it but
to those who work on it. He wrote to the young Czar Nicholas II, after
the death of Alexander III, expressing the hope that the Czar would do
something to bring the theory of Henry George into Russia, but nothing
happened. Later he wrote that the feet of the country were the farmers
-- they were the supports for the body and the whole population. But
no one wanted to support the body -- the feet were getting weaker and
weaker, and the body larger and heavier.
Tolstoy did not believe that the revolution would bring any happiness
to the world or to Russia -- as the old government was keeping the
power by force and violence, so would the new revolutionary government
seize the power by force and violence. And he said that since the
family of the Czar had already made their pile they wouldn't steal as
dreadfully as the revolutionaries, and those words, I think, were a
prophecy.
He said, however, that Russia, who was always behind other countries,
would be ahead if only the reforms of Henry George could be
established. The revolutions were strongly supported by the people
only because of the century-old injustice of land ownership, he said,
and would end if this injustice was abolished. Of course that never
happened.
Later my father wrote to the Prime Minister, asking him also to bring
in the theory of Henry George. He replied that it was "just
Utopia," and couldn't be done. Instead he brought reforms giving
ownership of a patch of land to each peasant, but that didn't do much
good. Tolstoy wrote, "every Russian mind is imbued with the ideas
of Henry George and even of Thoreau (he was referring to their love of
the land and Nature). Still later when the Duma, or Russian Parliament
was established, he tried again to draw attention to the system of
Henry George.
In 1900, on his eightieth birthday, there was a jubilee for my
father. The best greeting he received was a telegram from Cincinnati
stating, "since we learn that you have accepted the theory of our
dear teacher, Henry George, we have more courage to stand up for his
ideas, and more faith and assurance that the reign of truth is coming
where justice will be the law of social relations and love." This
gave my father tremendous joy.
In our family, Tanya, my oldest sister, was also carried away by the
theory of Henry George, and when she received her estate under the
will of my father (who gave away all his property), she resented
somehow becoming the owner of land. So an experiment was started
similar to the one outlined in Resurrection by the hero
Nekhludoff. The peasants worked on the land and paid a tax, or rent,
which was used for their needs. The peasants were very pleased with
this arrangement and it worked well as long as my sister and father
were there.
Well, as I said, Tolstoy's prophecy came true. What happened to the
land? What happened to the farmers? You may know that when my father
died, at his request, all his writings became public domain. There was
to be no private property in the family. I had been instructed to buy
the land from my mother and brothers and distribute it among the
peasants, arid that is what I did. About 2400 acres were divided among
the farmers, friends and neighbors in the four villages around our
farm.
In the revolution the Soviets took all this land. I asked the
President of the Executive Committee of the Soviets to leave it with
the peasants, but all fields and forests were taken into government
ownership. And what are those collective farms? I must tell you that
the peasants hate them. They are not permitted to keep any produce
beyond a certain very limited amount to feed themselves and their
families. The Russian people and all other people behind the iron
curtain are miserable and suffering, not only from the lack of enough
food or clothing, but the complete lack of freedom. Even the children
are robbed of their freedom and are taught to lie and speak falsely to
say the things that will please the Communists.
Scores of thousands, many of them with children, have fled from
tyranny since the time when my father said to my sister and me, "there
are many other people besides Leo Tolstoy." Recalling his words
later, we organized the Tolstoy Foundation and brought in 20 thousand
victims of communism, who escaped to freedom. It was a job that gave
great satisfaction and happiness to me. We have since organized a
settlement center near Nyack, New York, where about six and a half
thousand have stayed briefly and had their first feeling of hope in
the United States.
Again I say, whole countries behind the iron curtain are suffering --
temples, churches and religions are destroyed. People are being
murdered and enslaved. What is left? Sometimes I think there is
nothing left! Sometimes I think we live in such a period of
materialism that there is only darkness. But when I think of the
spirit, the principles, the ideas and the religion of Christ, and of
the great people like Buddha, Mahomet, Confucius and Laotse -- when I
think about people like Emerson, Thoreau, Henry George and Tolstoy --
I know their spiritual values are always with us and cannot be
destroyed. Then I feel better, and I see that like a torch in the
darkness, we can follow these great men in our endeavors to help the
world and make it better, and maybe to help the people who are
enslaved regain freedom and live again like normal beings.
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