Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1888-10-06

more, and it was to-day she had told MIN ne
might come again. 1t was a great day for
Philip for another reason. He was to break
ground this morning for O new mill, whose
walls and foundations would be laid in love
and justice. In tho mill yard a hundred la-
borers waited with their spades over their
shoulders, and with them the young mill
owner, grasping q spade like the rest. At ttie
contractors word the iron glistened in the
sunlight, and in an instant more hundred
and one spades struck earth. Ten thousand
eager worknen all over tho land were wait
ing on the undertaking. Each night 10000
anxious tongues will ask how many feet the
new walls have risen that day; will rcproach
tho nlasons if they are slow, will bless thom
il they work nightly.
The looms in the Breton mills are still to-
day, the great water wheel Is embarrassed
from the myriad BELTS while the men and
women and children gathered around the
great parallelosram marked out by the engi-
neers for the foundation of tho new mill. 1t
wes to be their mill, too, and tho face f the
poorest creature of them all reflected little
of the blessed hope which was making life
over for them. Not voice was heard. For
the momant all eyes were fixed on tho bend
ing forms. Philip Breton's slight form was
bent, too as he drove his spade deep into the
stubborn sod. Every laborer stayed his
hand until the young master threw up the
first earth. Then cheer broke from each
brawny throat, and every spade at once
lifted its burden Of green turf.
The hundred laborers bent again to their
task, and the frightened daisies trembled on
their green stems, but Philip, spade in hand,
had mounted the stops Of the nearest MILL
and now looked down kindly on the opera
tives who gathered expectantly about him
II mean that not one injustice shall ever
desecrate these new walls. mean that the
Elill shall be a temple of cooperation. be-
Hevc tho world is just entering on q new
epoch, more glorious than any before, because
blessings that have been confined to the few,
comforts that have comforted only the few,
leisure and amusement even, that has
cheered only the few, shall be universal; that
each hand that tills the earth shall share in
its bountlful harvests, which now pack the
store houses of a few in useless profusion;
that each hand that weaves our cloth shall
share in its profits according to his worth. 1t
isn't because the world is SO poor that you
have been poor so long; but because its wealth
is wasted Yet be patient Violence only
destroys, it does not build up, and every az
ticle of wealth destroyed leaves SO much less
of your heritage. We will not work any
more today; it shall be a holiday to be kept
sacred in our memories, as an inspiration to
more faithful labor and more honest, con-
tented lives.
But for a moment no one moved, till he
leaned his spade against the wall, and started
to come down. Then a murmur ran through
the crowd till it swelled to cheer, and as he
made his way out, he had to clasp thou
sand dingy hands, reached out to the young
master in token of the love and trust Of a
thousand frightened lives.
His destiny that had frowned SO long and
so terribI,,, smiled at last. AS if by miracle
| his life, that had seemed SO dreary and bar
ren, was become a path of flowers. All
dangers were averted, all evils turned into
blessings, and it was SO short time ago that
lTo BE CONTINUED.