Charlotte messenger. [volume] (Charlotte, Mecklenburg Co., N.C.) 1882-18??, 1888-03-10


well in the drama of life as be-
comes freemen? A foeman worthy
Of his STEEL Mo-
There is one great move needed to
change our monotonous condition
not to the East, West or North nor
any where else in particlar, but to
move from the tenants cabin to the
landlords mansion-to the premises
of our own.
And there raise our dear little
ones, (not suffering to drag them up
as is too often the case in some towns)
on home raised "hog and hominy"
Change your condition as cropper
for some body else or that of dodg-
ing, cringing, scraping, bowling do
nestle to that of a manly, self-support-
ing citizen ''to the manor born"
Subjects of charity whether white or
colored, are not looked upon by
many as being entitled in many re-
spects to the full measure of con-
ideration-the same privileges and
immunities as they do those who enjoy
the fruits of their labor, investment
and economy.
There are unsullied virtues in the
country and countless millions of
wealth in her forests-rich springs Of
joy and health inviting and awaiting
our peoples coming. The wolf is not
very far from the door of a whole race;
for Che sake Of the great unknown and
unknowable Father let us fight him
off with strong heart and hands.
Our chief strength lie in our young
men and women. Can we afford to
sacrifice our boys to the pitfalls of
city slums any more than we should
force our daughters into the embrace
of the seducer? Has your little town
pride dressed up in the clothes of
dude any of the elements of manhood
in them?
Should our parents stop paying
from $3 to s. per acre as rent for
land that they can buy for IS or $40
per acre, our youth will remain at
home to aid and bless us in our de-
Ginning years, while we shall leave
these shores satisfied that our life's
labor will remain to be enjoyed by
those that we love and those that love
us in return.
Happy is the man whose love and care
A few paternal acres bound
Content to breathe his native air
On his own ground"
Spread out before me, portrayed in
living colors, upon the canvas OF my
mind, is the picture of well worked
field, laden with the delicacies of life.
Just back of it | see beehive, cotton
factory, hear the deafening hum of
loom and spindle; there among the
ridges I see the farmer and owner of
the premises turning the clod as the
fresh earth is bursting at his feet with
the swelling seed of the coming new
crop as his pockets jingles with the
silver saved out of his last crop which
is being twisted by machinery into
thread and cloth
Then who would not be the provi-
dent owner of such home? Who
could despise such propitious show
>of success? If we cannot be manu-
facturer we can be more, we can
draw the raw material and feecy locks
from mere seed by dropping it into
the earth.
In this way we not only make
living, and raise worthy men and
women but make up good race history
also
The soldier who with no ''home and
freside" to encourage. animate and
embolden him in the great battles of
country has not much to fight for.
Even his satanic majesty over
shadowing a little rough hill and
hedge on high pinnacle, in company
with Christ, once bethought himself
right royal heir presumptive to all
the lands, wood, aud waters within
this limited radius Of his purview,
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