Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1888-09-22
pay them peuter wages.

ufuQHcTY, pay U0eHl DeUUeT Wages.
Philip looked distressed and doubtful.
He had thought the subject over carefully
and believed he had done great deal already
for his poor. His philanthropic friend would
turn the whole world topsey turvey.
"Why, you know what the books say
that giving SO much would spoil all the spirit
and patience of the working classes"
"Mere arguments devised to soothe the
consciences of the rich," explained Mr.. Phil
brick with a grand air. "Though there is
such thing as unwise benevolence, en-
couraging paupers and beggars; but a man
who works every day of his life isn't beg
gar. Your father made good investment
that brings you in say quarter million
year. That is rather above what you pay
your best workman: but it doesn't hurt your
lnanliness any, my boy. The poorest paid
hand in your factory works a great deal
harder than you; you needn't be afraid of
degrading his manhood until he gets quarter
million"
"Bu5 wouldn't they hang of on their oars
unless they had to struggle for livelihoodT
"My dear Philip, You wouldn't think 1t
necessary to starve horse, and hang bag
of cats Just before his nose to make him so.
Better feed him the oats, and a healthy ami
NAL likes to go. Do you lie OF on your oarss
You could afford it thousand times better
than they. Give them chance for hope and
ambition, and it will produce the best work
ever known. Who lives here"
He stopped in front of q graceful little cot
tage through whose open windows one could
see into cheerful, well furnished rooms. A row
of maple saplings had been lately set in front,
and plenty of green shrubs and ample vines
gAke the place most charming air.
"John Graves, one of my worllmen. His
daughter married rich, and it is her hus-
bands money which has worked the remark
able transformation" Philip was very glad to
change the subject. "John's wife was sick
supposed to be an invalid. See that ladylike
woman watering the hanging pot? that is she.
Ellingsworth's money made the change. AS
for Graves himself, he used to be bowed al
most like a cripple. He was as melancholy as
an undertaken and he had good reason to be,
poor fellow He used to pull great slouch
hat down over his face to hide as much as he
could of himself. Well, you wouldn't know
him now he is as respectable looking man
as one often sees, and they say he works as
hard as ever"
''He isn't degraded any, then?" asked Mr..
Philbrick slyly, as they walked on again, "by
his good fortune"
81 cannot carry out your proposal, 1t isn't
in my line l am business man and must
work in character. l actually feel as if had
made quite step, for me-"
"a step!" cried his companion, eagerly
reaching out to clasp his hand. ga stride,
only l want you to go clear TO the goal"
81 am too slow for you,n smiled Philip,
sadly, as he shook his head. "What / have
attempted seems enough for one life work
don't want to risk it all by a new expert
ment. Here we are at my house, won't you
come in9n
They stood at the gate. The front door
stood invitingly open, showing the broad
oaken staircase, and still beyond, the table
set for the evening meal.
''Not tonight, thank YOU" Mr.. Philbrick
ITO BE Continued