National Republican. (Washington City (D.C.)) 1872-1888, 1882-02-25
HUSTLE THEM IN.
dedicated to the Fiye.cent Houscsl

Huatle them In. Iostie them In,
Many OF nation and divers Of kin;
hailow, aud yellow, aud tnwny Of skin
Hustle them, hustle them, iostc them ini
Handouts Of withered hut suffering clay.
Swept rom the East by oppression away;
Bamed Adventures, conquered and pressed
Back from the gates OF the gltterlng West;
Men who have struggled 'Eanst Destlny's frown,
Inch after inch, til she hunted thom down.
Men who with Incidence, folly, and guile
Carelessy sllRhted Prospertys smile.
Scores IN ter-pile them up here
Many OF peoples and divers Of kin;
Drn OF the nations, from fur and from near,
Hustle them, hustle them, jostle them ini
Islands Of green. mistlly seen,
Hover In visions these sleepors between;
Beautiful memories, cory and clean,
Restfully precious, and sweetly serene
Womanly kisses have softened thebrow
Lying IN drunken bewllderment now;
Infantlle fncos have cuddled for rest
Here ON this savage and rag-covcred breast.
Lucky the wretch who In Poverty's ways
Bears not the burden Of happier days.
Many midnight Is gloomier yet
by the remembrance OF stars that have set.
Echoes Of pain, dreArily plain,
Come Of old melodies sweet aud serene;
Images sad to the heart and the brain
Rise out OF memories cory and green.
Hustle them In hustle them In,
Fetd with sQualor and reeking with gin,
Loaded with misery, folly, and sin
Hustle them, hustle them Iostlc them inl
Few are the sorrows so hopelessly drear
But they have sad representatives hero
Nnvor n crime so complete and confessed
But has come hither for one night OF rest,
Beeds that the thorns OF diseases may bear
Float ON the putrid and smoke.laden air;
Ghosts OF destruction iefe haunting each breath
soft-stepping agents, commissioned by death.
Crowd them In rows comrades or foes,
Deadened with liquor aud deafoned with din,
Fugitives out ofthe frosts and the SHOWS,
Hustle them, hustle them, Jostle them mi
Guilt has not pressed unto It's breast
All who are taking this dlngy resti
Innocence oten is Misory's guest;
Sorrow may strike at the brightest and best.
You nom whom hope, but not feeling, has fled,
This Is your refuge from pauperhoods bed;
1imorous lad with sensitive face
You have no record OF crime and disgrace;
Weary old man with the snow-drlned hair,
Not by your fault arc you suffering there,
Never child of your chershing nigh
IT'S not for sin you so drenriy die.
Pain in all lands, Smites with two hands;
Guilty and good may encounter the test;
Misery's cord is of different strands;
Borrow may strike at the brightest and best.
sympathy's tear warm and sincere,
Cannot but glisteu while lingering near.
Edge not away, sir, in horror OF fear;
These are your brothers-this family herci
What II Misfortune had made you forlorn
With her stiletto as we'll M her scorn?
Whit ifsome hend had been making you sure
With more temptation than flesh could endure7
What IL you deep In the sums hud been born,
Graded in villalny, chrstened In scorn?
What II your t. Us had been tainted with crime2
What II your baby hands dabbled in slime?
Judge them with ruth. Maybe, In truth,
IL is not they, but their luck, that Is here.
Fancy your growth from sln.nurtured youth;
Pity their weakness, and give them tear.
Help them get out help them keep out
Labor to teach them what life is about;
Give them hand unencumbercd with doubt;
Feed them and clothe them, but pilot them out
Suffering mortals, whate'er they have been,
Soonest can mend from assistance trithin,
Warm them and feed them-tbey're animals, then /;
Teach them and love them--they spring into men.
You who mid luxuries costly and grand
Decorate homes with munificeDt hand.
Use in some measure, your exquisite arts
For the Improvement OF minds and ofhearts.
Lilies must grow up from below,
Where the strong rootles are twinlng about;
Goodness and honesty ever must flow
From the heartcentres- blossom without.