The anti-monopolist., 1875-09-06

| lists, at the bidding OF party hacks, is a
folly so stupendous, SO out of the COM
mon fools track as almost to command
admiration by its gigantic proportions,
You have observed, no doubt, that ex-
cellency in what is even bad, excites q
certain amount of respect. Who has
not greater respect for the purjured
scoundrel, than for his 'pimp and para
site?' You Western farmers, friend
Corncob, have reached to an unheard OF
excellency in folly"
"How, pray?" | asked.
II will tell you" he answered: "How
much did you pay for that coat saw on
you last Sunday?"
| Twelve dollars" answered.
just so," ne said; Il paid flying
visit to Canada last summer, l have
far outlived the usual span of a grass
| hoppers DAYS. Two SHOWS have carpet
ed the earth since was born. Ipaid. l
say, q flying visit to Canada, and that
same kind Of coat sells there for six dol
lars. Now do you know where the ex-
ira six dollars, which you paid, went
to?n
''No, DON'T" said I sulkily, while I
felt my cheeks getting red.
EYES you do," replied the tormenting
little villain with sneer, ''but you are
ashamed to acknowledge it. Well, re-
pentance follows shame, sometimes, and
you have yet time to repent. They
went, Sam Corncob, into the pocket of
one of those Eastern manufacturers,
whose children wear fine linen and Jew
els, while yours go in patched home
spun; into the POCKET OF one OF those mo-
nopolist who 60 to church in silvermount-
ed carriages, sit in velvet cushioned
pews, and'thankG God they are not like 9TH
er men, especially Western fools. And,
Sam Corncob, you voted those six dol
lars into the pocket of that eastern mo-
nopolists and many more six dollars.
and you are very likely to do it again
this fall, when the ring masters come
along and whip or coax you into the par
ty Traces"
Almost beside myself with vexation,
l gasped out something about support
ing "home Industry
''Home industry" repeated the insect,
and his bright eyes seemed to flash scorn
at me. .'But that profanity is alto geth-
er eschewed among enlightened grass
hoppers, your stupidity would tempt me
to swear. Home industry!
Why that is the very thing ] want you
to protect; the industry that your sweat
| pours out for, that your muscle springs
| for, that your arms toll for, that your
back bends for, the industry that has
torn up the virgin soil and cleared the
primeval forest western industry, home
industry.
| Rise up like man and strike for it.
The weapon is in your haHd,-the bal
lot Strike until there is not a monopo-
ly standing between you and the just re-
ward OF that industry.
And now goodbye. | see that nasty
gray tomcat OF yours creeping along the
tence, so excuse haste
sat up, rubbed my eyes; the grass
hopper was gone; but there, sure
enough, was our gray cat creeping to-
ward me. told my wife that night ol
my strange adventure, and she said
must have been dreaming.
"Mary Ann Jane said |, (my wife's
name is Mary Ann Willie lmina Jane,
but for short call her Mary Ann Jane)
MARY Ann Jane" said l, II believe
have been dreaming a long time, ane
seem just sort like awaking up. Tel
me, Mr.. Editor, what do you think Of
all this, and what do you advise.
Respectfully yours,
SAM CoRNCoB.