Weekly Trinity journal., 1858-04-17
They who Steal the Chiidrcn's Bread.

letter to the Atlantic States, while the same
would speedily fud its way from Key West to the
Canada line for three? Is our State, in every
particular, a member of the confedcracy, or is it
but provincial dependency, that its people
should be made an exception in the common
privileges enjoyed in common by all others
True it is, that we are far Off people but
our latitude is known to the federal aX-gatherer
We write more letters than the inhabitants of any
other State in the Union; we contribute more to
the support of the federal department than any
other single commonwealth there is scarcely a
tenement in which there are not pen, ink and pa
per, and inteligences busted in communication
with eastern friends, twelve times year yet
each writer writes under prescription which
requires the payment of threefold postage before
the carrier will bulge towards the destination
The Post Office revenue of this State is mons
trous each branch where the people have the
happiness to have appointed, even, weekly
mail, sends away, twice month, more mail mat
ter than places in the East Of five times its in
habitants-for which each writer here pays three
times as much.
But we forget! The expense Of transportation,
to and from this aboriginal country is prodigious.
A company OF devastating pirates stand on the
straits, with whom our government covenants at
at an expense which eats up even the excess of
justice wrung from our people. Not content
with the immunity of robbing travellers, their
e0nG9ential agent goes to Washington and nego-
tiatcs a treaty by which their treasury spoon may
reach the rneager scrip of the poor worker on
land, whose sweat dries on his face, as his rough
hand shapes syllabies Of love for the young whose
dam cries to him for bread, at three times the
cost at which other children bearers may pray
That agent was a reverend old man. That reve-
rend old Elan was venerable and stately looking
as Roman Senator, aud the free air which car
Adams and Clay played among his long grey
hair. Oh what form for seme California Pow
crs to chsel from native marble, as the smoothe-
tongued emssary of a second creating East India
Company, which, instead of dethroning petty
princes, and devastating the sacrifcal places Of
pagans, pillage each traveller on the sea shore,
and lay tribute OF seven cents on each missive
that conveys eastward the intelligence that the
exile is yet alive. The reverend Chrysostom Of
legalizing piracy prevailed, and the mail con-
tract was awarded to the Pacific Steamship Com
pany, at a remuneration which would turn back
the richest ship that ever bathed sail in the
spicy breezes of the Indies.
And this is the reason why You have TO pay the
extra seven cents--yOu worker with the callOused
palms and bent shoulders, we mean. That seven
penny tribute needed to help build up an |
arbitrary and naughty corporation on whose
transports you may travel as stow aways, to the
nearest place of election, or deliver up to them
the few hundred dollars which you have saved
from the searching talons of want The road to
the Post Office is the Via Dolor0sd along which,
with each letter, you have carried stones to wall
you out from your friends ; until now, with your
hundred and fifty dollars, you may sleep in the
lousy stalls of the stecragc, and there, porchance,
90 down to oceans depths in the rottng coffin
ships which you have helped to construct
Burke, in his impeachment of Warren DAiastRgs,
charged the East India Company wi g
sold every monarch, prince and StatWin 1ydia,
broken every contract, and ruined every State
that trusted them but the governmentpa paid
buchaniers of the Pacific deserve a more tremen- |
dious denunciation. They have not only begot
rottenness in the bones of rich State, capable
of feeding thousands of Atlantic starvelng poor, |
but they have shut out from them the hand of
paterna providence, and broken the wings of the |
parent-brd reused to frenzy by the cries of young
ones in the nest. Added to rObbng they have
sent down their victims to internal depths where
the Al-Searching Eye, only, may behold their
skeleton arms beckoning upward to the living for
Justice until, like Redgauntlet pointing to his
fathers gbbeted carcass and eXhorting bis bro
ther to vengeance each father, son and brother
may say to each other, from the mcasureless
vaults of the uncoilined dead, even his bleak and
meagre jaws command you to be man Z!
But the poor are helpless so long as the hand
of State feeds the ghoul that has in its destroy
ing embrace the substance of the living and the
carcasses of the dead-the venerable emissary
talking to the nation, the while, of a Pacific rail
road, and penny postman to the moon. But
from the people-not the rich, or the politician,
or crawling Garrisons who sell themselves, right
fully, for the price of a dog-but from the work
ing people, yearning for the companionship of
home, curses, distilled in the bitterness OF poor
mans heart, come up in cohorts, which may, after
a while, seethe in the dull ears of justice.
Let every sentinel proclaim the pirates pres
ence from the hilltops, until the slogan of an
outraged and pillaged people has reused the only |
power which, constructing round, may crush
them.
GRAHAM and Cooley make their magazines ex-
ccssivey interesting by reprinting puffs of them
selves from all the dirty little sheets that write
the puffs to get the magazines in exchange. 'Sech |
nice things they do say