Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1850-1854, 1850-04-26
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"They wrung the great Heart and the Great Hearts Sire,
| W no teach that Labor is the curse of eld.'
No greater outrage has the spirit of oppres-
sion done on man and the world, than by the
degradation of Labor, whereby i; has changed
this native JOY of the soul into an irksomeness
and a curse BY multiplied wrongs, the pleas
ant task Of handiwork is made to crush the la
borer, till his whole life is but ceaseless battle
whose only victory is TO live to battle on for life.
Yet of itself all toll is honesty of will, is noble;
| aye divine. Only its terrible excess is evil or
degrading. Pausing from my toll one moment,
| will assertts dignity if possible as strongly as
Hunger and Cold have asserted its necessity
Let whte-handed theorists who never laid their
palm 10 the plough-tail or the hoe, talk of the
dignity of Labor, to make hard-fsted toilers lift
! them into honor-we who must work because
/ cur natures ask it-have another mode to teach
that lesson, and for quite another end. Let the
delicate priest with all the herd Of do-noughts no
may REPRESENTATIVES. the manly task for he,
dear soul, is sent to preach the gospel! But let
him know there is a gospel to be taught beside
that cased III rusty books-aye,-and 10 be writ
ten out in brave strokes on the soil, the noun
tain and the valley and to be jotted down in
kcel-marks on the deep. Holy and great is the
Evangc of Labor. Not in wrath, but in mercy
hath the Lord God sent it. o, Vulcan with thy
welding it, if with brave heart and free thou
bendest there, thine shall be to forge the thun-
dsrbots, which snail shiver all grey despotisms
to atoms. Brown deliver of the soil,-theu who
at times hast touched the Tyre, and anon grasp
ed the plOugh-handle-art thou called to Dig
DIG for thou biggest the grave of tyranny
Dig with heroic good will, and thy stout heart
shall sanction thy mattock and thy hoe. That
spade of thine shall be an emblem of royalty, if
thou wilt have it 50. Bear myself kingly, and
with ma este soul carve out of the unwilling ell
ments thy greatness and thy very lite. Let thy
clod-boots tramp firmly on free sell, so shall they
not bear thee in shame to painted crime and gill
ded luxury. Thine is the Garden of God, and
! in it thou may'st ever find myself near to His
! pleasant bowers. Manfully thy hand toil-brown-
ed and swart, shall strike the universal Harp
whose steel strings run too stiff for lily fingers
| to vibrate and control. Labor shall not degrade
| thee, but thy greatness shall make Labor holy.
| Thou soul of the great sea-bird, brave Jack Tar,
thou too art poIgher; one whose bold keel
cuts the desert deeps with majestic sway and
no light harvest wilt thou reap when men
shall give thee thy dues,--and thou shalt
be true to myself What il thy hands are redo
| lent of thy trade: | tell thee thou art King,
reigning over curbcd elements by the right OF
conquest. Hast thou not grdled the earth and
/ drawn lle electric COTu OF unlOH llOlH tOhuuSht
to continent, and linked remotest isles q? Aye.
and as deXleriously as thou knttest thy cables,
bound again the loosed ends of the severed bond
OF brotherhood. Companion of God in His i'm
mensity, how thrills thy heart on tie lone and
trackess pillows! With what unpererceiy-
ed influence the majesty of waters comes into
thy soul, to make thee great, and generous and
free Verify thy toll is holy, and thy common
est thought should be all worship. Brawny and
grim works, swarh aborers and cunning arti-
sans; Ye have all your mssion-ye were sent
forth to preach glorious Gospel--news of inf
mite Progress. Re-creators of this rough-hewn
world, Gods jour- eymen to adorn and polish
co-workcrs with the Eternal Architect, shame
not your high vocation nor look abashed when
pale IdlenesS turns Disguised from your pillow,
your tar and your jack-planes. Let him blush
who shakes no saw, nor delves or sires no
great Thought for the blessing of his kind
lie is your paper brother, and while ye feed
him, as in charity We must, teach him by noble
carriage and plain truthfulness that we feel not
his insolence
Can We not dare rcbukc his broadcloh pride,
Whose worth and garb by one like rulc are tried;
And in blunt life the uinCing puppet tell
so Is r,fp AT pr 1lpirh IStan and hell