Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1865-12-08
Auctioneerlng the Poor in New England

A few days ago the New York Journal OF
Commerce said:
It would be, we repeat it, more sensible
for the people Of New England who are CIV
en- to philanthropy and mlsanthropy (for the
lover of the negro slave is the hater OF the
white slaveowner,) if they would devote
some attention to their home slaveries and
sorrows. There are agonies IN the poor
houses of the North which humanity might
well seek to soothe For some years past
these institutions have been neglected, while
the attention Of the people has been turned
to the war; but it is now greatly to be fear
ed that of the widows and children OF the
fallen soldiers, without other provisions,
many must 60 there It would be curious
to know the rates at which the poor are now
sold in the Eastern States Can any one
furnish statistics of this market?
The Hartford Conn Times answers the
inquiry:
In Connecticut the State and town white
poor Gin many towns) are let out to the low
est bidders, and we find that the State poor
have been let out for 81 200 to $4,000
year; and that the towns have their poor at
rates as follows: Newtown, 1000 inhabi-
tants, 5000 year last year, owing to the
high rates Of provisions, about 5000 extra
was paid; Barkhamstead, /, 800 inhabitants,
the sum of $40 was paid, and the contrac-
tor was Mr. Mason, Of New Hartford, who
also keeps the Hartford poor. Towns of
1000 to / 1900 inhabitants pays $500 to
5000 year, the lowest bidders taking the
paupers ac
The La Crosse (Wis) Democrat COM
ments as follows:
What's the use Of writing about the poor
white people of New England? God has
cursed them with Anglo Saxon blood. Had
these poor wretches whose bones are sold to
doctors, and whose lean bowels are made IN
to spoculations, been black, all over the
country, their case would be presented to the
people for interference, but these are simply
poor, alf-staryed white wretches. Old men,
who, with toiling limbs, hobble along to the
grave, cursed with white skin: Old wo-
men, who, with watery eyes, turn their wrln-
killed. faces 50 their dull ears will catch the
sound Of the pauper's hearsc as it rattles
over the stones of New England road
Wives, whose husbands are foundations for
monuments to heroism Sisters of brave
men dead in battle Children of white pa
rents. God pity the poor whites The ne
gro is cared for by pious preachers and po-
ltical gamblers, cut Of the public purse
Curse them; they are poor; and white be-
sides Most horrible crimes.
Let them paint their skins black.
Let them kink their hair, and powder it
with burnt amber
Let them cut their eyes open and double
dvc their faces, dance the breakdown, be fat.
saucy and happy. Then all =" Christian
America will pity them. Of late years the
happy negroes have been giving us break
down in blood-a breakdown of credlt-a
breakdown of white liberties.
let them become purified by the odor Of
Ethiopia, and glory Will burst on their vision
instantly
Churches will be open
Fairs will be held.
Taxes will be collected
Bayonets will be ground.
Armies will be raised.
Debts will be heaped upon us as worthless
ocean weeds are heaped Oh surf-beaten
shores
Taxpayers Of Connecticut, black up your
poor and the Government will support
them, and land them all safe ii Abraham's
bosom.
Black them shine 'en up" and the
West will support them for you.
Step this way, gentlemen the sale IS
about to open. Here is the place to make
money! Here is lot OF poor white wretch
es to be sold to the highest bidder First is
an old man eighty winters living. How lit
tie for him? lie don't eat much His
teeth are all out! His appetite is poor He
can't hear what you say about him. He
can't sec the dirt in his porridge! He can't
talk plain and don't go visiting. One dol
lar a week p My good friends, this is ex-
tortion He is old. You can feed him on
broth, and sleep him in a hog-pen Down
he goes to Deacon SkInstones, at ninety cents
week Let US pray
And here comes next on the catalogue an
old female of seventy-six years of age
Hurrah for the days Of rs! She is old and
blind She eats coarse mush and niger
molasses She don't get in the way-just
sits and drools and mumbles in the chimney
corner all day, and sleeps on pile of rags
at night. Her son is noted Abolition
prcacher-a bright star Of Puritanism. -
How little for her? She has bad thing
against her--she is white. - One dollar a
week 2 IT'S awful. Her daughter, Mrs.
Hon. -, will keep her for that. 1t don't
cost dime week to keep her. And down
she goes to brother p NITROUS for six shill
ings week. Let Us pray.
And here, patriotic cakes Of humanity,
baked on Plymouth Rock-here is a war
widow white and very poor. She is
forty years old and cursed with six white
children Her husband was Michael O Bri-
en- a fool Of an Irishman who went to the
war without getting a bounty. He was
luckily killed His widow will be sold to
the lowest bidder, and the brats thrown in
she can earn money by washing, and her
children will soon be able to earn their keep
er money How little, gentlemen? Figure
close She will earn twice her board and
you can draw school money for her chill
dren. Down she goes to Deacon Righteous
for twenty shilIings q week. Let us pray.
The sale stands adjourned until we can
attend niger picnic, clam-brake and bar
becue, to welcome our dear brothers to free
dom. Ladies will look as sweet as possible,