The workingman's advocate. [volume] (Chicago [Ill.]) 1864-1877, 1870-06-11

REQ stream Of blood runs from their wounds
oAn here to my feet, end it cries out for
veagence! Other cOrpses are burnt and
criiped to their very bones, and these curse
vol with bot, fiery curses Some are pale
fachd and wasted, as If some undermining
power had disintegrated the substance be-
ne@th the skin. These gasp for AIR like a
diving sparrow and make futile attempts to
infsate their lungs; but they can do nothing
buf gasp! All those ] see in their dying
agdnies. and cannot help but hear them curse
yo4. Women and children, widows and
ORPHANS, line the sides in your path. These
are helpless creatures, and some of them are
waiting in the muddy paths Of sin and shame,
aa& curse you as the cause Of their destruc-
tioL. Some mourn silently the loss Of their
Ioysd ones but their silence curses you
mcte effeetually, than the blatant curses Of
those that mourn aloud.
All! you who carry those labels on your
backs with that most conspicuous one at
tho present time concerning the four mil
liohs Of tons Of 0ntkrGcite, which is re-
Aefted 50 forcibly that from my position l
car read IL distinctly while the rest are par
italy in shadow. l say oh you who
wee once my brother and on whom The
rays Of the sun once fell with Gods bless
ing, instead Of being reflected up that
plane, over those dead bodies, and blood
and tyranny and oppression, at which Gods
blessing stops short. l say again oh I! you
coSld you but see what is in your wake,
anf hear the curses that cry after you, you
would pause ard reflect But the power
Sve you urges you still onward. The
farther you 90 from me, the thicker gets the
barrier that stands between you and Gods
blessing. Were you to ask this, which ]
feel comes SO easily to me in direct and
unfefected manner; for I but need prick
the ground with this bright spade, and
frO.n the spot touch appears a blessing in
the most substantial shape; or if delve
more deeply, there springs from the ground
thdse four millions Of tons Of coal, which
CODE to me as blessing; to you as a curse;
fOriyOu appropriate it, against Gods de.
sirt, andy the evil power that assists
yot-in spite and defiance of me. say
we've you to ask Gods blessing, those
cubses that follow would drown your voice
AIhOng that bowling and crying aud weep
ing and wailing your voice would be lost
Or Father IChO art in heaven listens first
to ihe cry Of distress; the sound of your
voice among the horrible sounds that arise
between you and Our Father can never be
beard. Oh! come down here and be hum
ble5 and be happy. Bend the knee on the
sod through which my spade sticks, and ask
thSt which you need 90 much. Wash tie
blood stains from your hands and help me
to repeat, "hy sOiU Be done on earth as Il
Is y" hearen; give US this day our daily
brt lad and .forgiUe as our trespasses!
You will not Then / can not help but
lodk in advance of you, and ir
CHAPTER III.
PEER INTO THE FUTURE.
You are climbing up higher-higher-
higher! On the summit of the plane is 8
dark slOping passage leading downward. i
Isl like the slopes that leads down to oul
cdal mines where zoe get the four millions
Of tons Of coal each year but it is a darl
trhacberous trap. The superstructures a
the head of this are the gold you got fo
the four millions tons of coal, and for which
y&u are sold, and which the invisible power
above you, uses as bait to draw you into
DARK trap. Your eyes are rivetted on thu
gSld. and they are dazzled by its glitterine
sEendOr. You are blinded by its brilliancy
Ybu gloat over the prospect and the invisible
P9Wer-your evil genius-gloats over you
az cruel spider does over the unfortunate
fly that becomes entangled in its web; AND
ysu speed on quicker quicker 1! quicker n
All. but you stumble and fall, and arr
lsunched into dark passage! 1t is th'
shpe whose sides glisten with slime, th'
frotby excretions from the vile bodies 0
snakes and serpents. There are all manne
Of creeping things in that dark passage
AID they are visible to you as you shoe
oyer their cold clammy bodies, aid they his
add snarl and gnash their horrible teeth a
y4u, in q manner that makes your fesl
cleep within itself, and your eyes star
frem their sockets, and the blood from YOU
nestrils, and it causes your body to tremble
and your blood to curdle, and your hair tC
sthnd up like the briStles Of an angry pig
I ben what frightful sounds you hear
Those curses reach you from behind, and
YOUR eyes and ears are open to the past
You see the whole extent of your misdeed!
to- which you were blinded by the power
that led yOu up, and drew you into th'
trap that leads to destruction. You wen
vi willingly; yOu 60 down in spite Of you
efforts, and of the resistance you make.
But great gates fash open, and you smell
sulphur and see flames, and hear the tri
utnphant shout of devils; and you launcl
through the gates when these snap togethe
AID lock with a hard metallic sound, ant
obstruct my vision, and the cry of the dev
il, that receive you 80 triumphantly di
Away, and / stand he.e with my spade tina
reflects the sun from its bright surface
And | fee warmed by the smile Of heaven
and encouraged BY Gods blessings whic
siring up all around TO reward
LABOR!!
. MORALZK capital INSISTS on going on
of sight Of labor its fate. lam afraid, is sea
eli. Is not capital the product Of labol
and therefore what can IL Be but labor .,
c.lmulated And the labossr must insis
IL possessing bis ngbtfal share Of thi
sinassed labor, which Il called capital, an
which the devil converts into gold, whic
rectal is not nearly SO valuable to the wOrl
q that most intrinsic Of metals-IrOn.
The Social Future Of the Working Class