Weekly standard. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1858-1865, 1864-09-21
Macon Landlords in the Year 1900.

Who is that tottering, decrepit, broken, weary
and miserable looking old man, we just passed.
Obi that is old Skintlnt In 1864 he was one
Of the weathiest men in Macon. lie owned nu-
merous houses here and when by tho mislortunes
Of war; the city was made place of great resort by
those whose necessities forced them to flee before
the vandalism Of the Yankees, and when Atlanta
was besieged and the thousands of people who had
crowded tnat city were again forced to seek rest
ing place. this city Of the few to which they
We're Sbliged to flee for refuge, this accursed thing
took advantage Of the times to make an immense
fortune,
His loyalty always was questionable, and his
cowardice thoroughly established. He made his
want Of faith in the stability of the currency of the
Confederacy his excuse for placing on his houses
the largest prices for rent that he could force from
his tenants. lie was middle aged and vigorous at
that time, and his God was Mammon. As one OF
the worst citizens of the place. in his heartless and
grasping avarice and in his utter selishncss ne did
more to sully the fair name of Macon than all its
other enemies combined He tainted with his pres
ence the very atmosphere of the city. He made
hateful and abominabe the very name of landlord.
A Kissing and by word, bis name will remain ior-
ever. He was as foul spot on the face OF tie lar
city as the ink blot raven makes on the beautiful
blue Of tho sky. As an unsavory odor, his very
memory stinks in the nostrs.
The fearful widow and the sobbing orphan ap-
&c to his ears His marble heart and despicable
varce made SELF SELF accursed sell, the idol OF his
allous and Goddess existence.
His craven heart imprisoned in its dark tomb
nothing but avarce the most contemplate passion
that dlsgraces the life of man. lie ruled With AL
ron hand the poor aud the distressed Infants
were taught to whisper his naule. The aged NUT
tered their curses rs he passed by. His portion
has been hate on earth, and the publication by
fire through An eternity in hell, could not make
amends for the wrongs and horrors he entaisd on
his victims. When he dies the little devils will
squeak in their treble tones, Behold the extor.
tionerp The lusty -lunged middle aged devils will
shout in derision g. Behold the extortioner p'-
rho old devils will mutter in their deep and crack
led bass tones that will forever sound in his cars
their supernatural thunder, '" Behold the miser,
the extortioner, the bad mani"
That miserable excrescence of the body q socie-
| ty has borne the curse and brand Of dshonor On
| his brow these many days.
| The measure that he melted unto others has
been returned unto him, and his Injustice and his
heartlessness have recoiled upon his own devoted
| head He is dctessed, avoided and abominated a.
loathed thing, and as he goes along muttering his
| maudlin insanity he holds converse with those on
whom he imposed hardships and distress-the
poor and suffering victims of the long ago. He
talks over to himself the set phrases with which he
issued the mandates Of his affluant hours. when
avaricious greed piled his victims, when he wrench
ed from the helpless their last pittance and chuck
led over the distress he created.
Fortune deserted him. His sons ruined him
with their prof;gacy. His daughters-but wha,
boots it what becomes of his daughters, thew for.
tunstely do not perpetuste his name. His associ