The state rights democrat. [volume] (Albany, Linn County, Oregon) 1865-1900, 1868-09-26

froVIdece Will De yours.
GEORGE J.. WOODS.
THE BondhoIders SoIIIoquy."
To the toiling, sweating, laboring men Of
the country--to the noble, Industrious,
economical housewife, and to sll others who
labor, toll and spin-pay all the taxes and
bear tho burdens Of the government, we pre-.
sent the following under the above caption,
from the Pontiac (Mich.,) Jacksonian, and
AK you how you like it. 1t purports to be,
az the heading says, the soliloquy Of bond
holder, as seated in bis claborately furnished
parlor and surrounded by all the luxuries
that money can purchase, just after he has
drawn his gold interest on his non-tax pay
ing bonds, he blinks the metallic coin in his
hand and thus talks and chucklcs to him.
self:
" Toll on, ye laboring men Bend your
back and blister your hands-never mind
the heat or rain, or dust. work away? I've.
got the bonds Swing the cradle and scythe,
jog along after your plow, you gray headed
old farmer-you have got your taxes to pay.
- Pile up the bricks, you masons! DOn't
you know that provisions, rent and clothing
have more than doubled
:" I've got the bondsl Ia ! ha But ain't
this rich Five gold dollars a day for the
interest on bonds holdi Five gold doIIarsf
But amt this munifcent government -
Amt this glorious old country!
:. Bend over the wash-tub-weaye, spin,
churn, cut over old clothes-ye wives Of far:
mers The people who are not sharp must
expect 70 work Sell your butter at twenty
cents. your eggs at fifteen, and then buy su-
gar, tea and coffee at three times the old
price
- Stay at home from cbarch, ye wives Of
mechanicsl Who expects you to 90 out Of
Sunday, when SO per week won't hardly pay
your rent and buy your provisions and woOdl
I've got the bonds! la bal
" Struggle and plan, and work, and get
discouraged, and wonder what keeps things
up 80 long after the war, &c returned soldi
ers! Nice things you done going South
liza! ha Look at these shining, clinking
gold dollars Amt they beauties You
helped me to get 'em You amt sharp
You can't see that these little yellow boys I
dra9y as interest on my bonds are what keeps
up high prices Never thought of that did
We!
- Five gold dollars q day for my bonds
seventy cents in rags for your days labor
And we are going to run gold up higher
Don't you see it creeping up In every issue
Of the dulles We do that-we bondholdersI
Never thought Of that. did We
- Did 20 TO war? Did my two sons go7
Were any Of ms relatives starved to death at
Andersonyille? Did any come home crippled
for life?
"Ha hal But you are green! Ne go
to war My relatives enter the army Not
a one! We stayed ct home to watch the
eopperheads-we did Fire in the rear, you
know? Wanted loyal men to watch 'em =
Actually tried 70 depreciate the value of my
bonds But | was loyal. Whew? but
didn't shout when you won victory And
didn't | rent my hall at dollar of the
price. for the ladies to scrape lint in Didn't
hurrah, and get every young man to en-.
list, SO there would be no drafting
a. Five gold dollars day IIa hal And
let me whisper in your ear: / don't pay one
cent of tax! Ha. hal Look at that pair of
grays-see that carriage! See these books,
and pictures, and mirrors. and sofas, and
this iewelry and PLATED Did I haze them
when YOU knew me five years ago. See that
oil painting of Lincoln therel Got them to
show my devotion to the party! Cost mo
plump 81, ,000-enough to make prince Of
you-only years interest on my bonds.
Ha! hal
You'll vote Democratic ticket and pay
my interest in greenbacks. will you? Devil
ish good jokel You talk of voting anything
but the mongrel ticketl You dare not-and
besides you know cur party 10 going to re-
ward you-fat ofhces-perquisites--
mail! Oh, yes, we'll reward you-some
day! My bonds are all safe! National
faith-gOvernment pledge-hOnor of the
United States..loyal citizen-patrioti
+" Five gold dollars dayl Hal hal But
amt this grand old government GrOan
under your taxes-wipe the sweat from your
brows-go ragged-keep Your children out
of school-mortgage your farms-sell off
your stock-stay at home until you forget
the teachings of the gospel-what do care?
Ha! hal I've got the bondsl I lap up your
best blood tear the sinews from those
strong arms--I coin your sweat into gold
| laugh when the tax-gatherer sells your
property at auction!
"Five gold dollars dayl"