Ypsilanti sentinel. [volume] (Ypsilanti, Washtenaw Co., Mich.) 1843-1900, 1845-09-10
An Odious NfonopOiy.

g The Morning Herald's Washington correspon.
dent has been out attending Camp Meeting in
Maryland, and stumbled upon the following bit of
practical Political Economy. 1t don't read ex-
aclly like Adam Smith or Ricardo, but there does
seem TO be rough common sense 10 it. See if
there is not.-Tribune.
At about twenty miles from " ashngton, we
left the cars at the Laurel Switch, with view
Of crossing by the Laurel factory to the camp
ground. After walk Of very long mile, we
came upon village of apparently FIVE or six
hundred inhabitants. Its aspect was totally dis.
tlnct from that Of the usual tumble. down, strng-
Cling, starving, poverty-sticken villages Of the
Souih. 1t was compact, fresh, and had all the
air and comfort about 1t OF an enterprsing settle
ment. The houses were of brick, clean and COM
modlous. The streets were cIean-the inhabi-
tanls were clean-the whole aspect of the village
and the fields around were clean. The universal
Yankee was at the bottom Of the secret In the
midst of the village there stood one ofthe largest
Cotton factories we have ever seeu-four stones
high and longer than the Asior House. The bell
was ringing IN the cupola, as We passed along,
and as If by magic from every direction, groops
of young women and boys came flockipg to the
great entrance. They were coming from break
FAST to resume their work at the spindles and the
looms. In addition to boys aud men, they emp
Logged about three hundred girls in that factory
Besides this there are several factories of mach.
inery in the village-one Of cotton machinery, all
of them employ together about four hundred men.
And all This comes Of an enterprising Yankee
named Cspen, who established the Laurel factory
some dozen years ago. After passing the village
we met an intelligent couniryman going in with
basket of eggs and handful of chickens, and The
following Conversation ensued between US.
Going to market, suppose sirp
yes sir, going to the Laurel. We gel as good
prices for our truck at The Laurel, as we do in
Washington, and It's oilers the cash down. Them
feIIers at the factory never say credit and you
cant bring EN- too much truck
and you always get good prices 7
oilers! They pay you right down on the nail.
It's helped this country heap, tell you. They
oilers have money, somehow the Yankees do
Why SIR, ten years ago this country was starving
to death. All that could rake and scrape enoug
to get out to tho Wes, were packing up aud mo.
wing of. Blu: since the factory's been put up,
there is no. more moving. We can get money now
any time. Why sir, there is one old woman, and
her little boys, that made hundred dollars this
summer, seln' blackberries and huckeberries
at the Laurel. And they oilers pay you The mon
ey down. Them fellers is oilers got money!
Wheat and corn, sweet potatoes chickens. bacon
eggs, potatoes, milk, cheese. butter why they buy
every thing. and are glad to set you, and they pay
you the money do~n-they oilers have the money
at the factory. I'm just sure of the money for
my truck that get as if had it IN my pocket
They oilers have money. them fellers do
Il am g lad to hear so good story Of the Y an
KEGS my friend. Is there not another factory in
the neighborhood ?
Yes sir; the Laurel is the big prong of the Pa
tuxent, and mile lower down, they are putting up
another big factory of the same sort. Them Yam
KEGS oilers have money somehow. They are
great help to country any how; you can't stop
'em from going ahead; They oilers have money
and they pay you right down on the nail and if
you don't like paper money, they III give you the
silver. They oilers have both kinds
'Good--very good. But is there not another
ac'ory in the nelghborhoodp
Yes sir; the Savage factory, on the little Pat
ixtanr, about two miles off if any thing is bigger!