The state rights democrat. [volume] (Albany, Linn County, Oregon) 1865-1900, 1868-09-19
A Parable.
Z. a. CHESowETH.
GREEN. 3. SMITH.

There was once upon a time a man who
kept store and sold goods; wholesale and
retail.
And he became exceedingly melancholy,
because customers were shy and at times
were bad.
And he communed with himself and said:
Lo, I am being ruined and the sensation is
disagreeable.
And my ruin is more painful unto me be-
cause it is slow in progress, even as water
doth gradually become hotter in the pot
wherein the lobster boileth, until the crusta-
ceous creature shrieketh out his soul in an
guish.
Lo, it is better to be ruined quickly than
to endure this slow torture.
/ will give my money away to the poor
man, even the poorest, which is he who
printeth newspapers, and | will shut up
desolation, and pass my days in the purlieus
Of broken banks, cursing the hardness Of
the times and rending my garments.
And the howlings of Rome shall be as
the dulcet sounds Of the dulcimers and they
who blow flutes and instruments of music,
compared to the din | will make in the ears
of the wicked--eyen in the ears of the bank
directors.
And even as he said, so lie did; for he
was not like other sons of men who are fool
ish and know it not, and say they will do so
and so, performing afterwards that which is
contrary.
For the sons of men are tickle, and he
that is born of woman doth spite his face by
diminishing the length of the nose thereof.
And he, even the printer of papers, dill
magnify and enlarge upon the stock of goods
which the trader had in his store, and did
/ n Al I h,1
the cheapness thereof, till the people-yea,
all of them far and near-were greatly amaz.
ed.
And said, 10, this man has gathered from
the East and from the West, costly wares
and merchandise of wondrous value. even
the workmanship of cunning arti6cers, and
we knew it not.
Go to, then. We will lay out our gold In
those things which the printer man printeth
lof, and that which he doth publish shall be
4 ours.
/ For this man S merchandise is better than
hank notes of those who promise to pay,
and therein lie-eyen banks of deposit,
which beguile US of our money and swindle
us like sin.
But the trader was still sad, and he said,
the money that these people bring will be-
stow upon the wretched printer man, and
thus will ruin myself.
i | will do that which no man hath done In
J my time, or before me. will make the
!, printer man, whom all scorn for his poverty,
rich he shall rejoice, and the scoffers shall
be rebuked and take off their hats to him
who was poor, and the ladies shall smile up
J on him. Selah. S.
But 10, the trading man, even be who sold
merchandise, became rich, and even as the
unclean beast who lieth in the mire, SO stir.
, red he not by reason of much silver ana
gold.
And the people locked to his store from
the North
And from the South
And from the East;
And from the West.
: And the printer rcjoiced and was glad,
5 land his fat abounded.
ii But the trader could not become poor, and
his melancholy ceased, the smiles of happi.
: ness were on his face.
And his children became mighty in tht
:. land. by reason of the dollars which the peo
t pie who read his advertisements did pour IN
= to the traders money bag.