The morning news., 1888-10-16

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pride In doing our work well. Then,
when Sunday came, we we're dressed in
plain but neat style; and the six walking in
pairs went i'll front of our parents to Sun
day-school and to. church, presenting pict-
! ure of six lambs being gently guided by
good shepherds.
Dinner over, we would stroll, in spring,
summer and fall, over the fields, down in
the meadows, and through the
| clover, where clear brook babbled
and wild flowers grew. and run in
chase of bright-winged butterflies, until
twilight warned us to return.
Then, at night, how we would read fairy
tales, or listen to legends of the wild noun
, taiAs near by, or to some story told by our
father, who always wound it up with
| moral or good advice. | could hear in my
dream my fathers voice teaching us so
kindly the virtue and value OF economy, of
| saving, of avoiding deot, and of the danger
of Fastening to be rich. When the lessons
and stories were done, | saw my father
take from the shelf the old family Bible,
and heard him read psalm, then offer q
fervent prayer for blessings on us all that
night. We then kissed our parents, ard
romping and laughing ran to our beds for
! sleep as sweet as ever fell on mortal lids.
"One picture / remember more wildly
than any Other. There was rise in the
! edge of the field near the house, shaped like
u LIOuuC OWiDS W IUS UdLuFul WdU0r-Sneu,
my father stacked his hay on it. and it was
my delight to climb on rick of hay and
gaze on the sylvan picture.
II lay in my dream stretched full length
! on rick OF new mown hay. The sun had
nearly sunk below the range of hills. The
Susquehanna, that divided my fathers
farm, catching the glow of the fading
West on its bosom, looked like band of
gold with an emerald fringe.
"IhPn soon aDpeared the long straam merS
of gold shooting up in fan shape, and in
my boyish fancy, l imagined the sun might
be huge porcupine with golden quills,
which he suddenly raised as he went down,
did not know where.
Then the fat, sleek cattle began to move
out of the clover meadow, winding slowly
homeward to the music of their Uinkling
bells, followed by the flock of sheep. Fol-
lowing the sheep was our faithful, intelli-
gent Colly, herding the stragglers and
playing around among them"
did your father keep a Chinaman to
mind his sheep" abruptly asked the specu-
lator.
mo, sir; why do you askf' inquired the
broker. awakened from his dream of hap
| piness.
Because you said Coolie was minding
| the sheep. We employ them building rail-
| roads, because they are so much cheaper
than Irish, or white labor. and 1 supposed
| your father had one for cheapuess."
"Yo6 are speaking of Coolies. Ispoke of
father would not have a Coolie
about him. He believed the laborer
is worthy of his hire and
he always employed white men-Americans
and paid fair wages"
Yes" said the speculator in dictatorial
voice, land that's the reason he was just
| barely comfortable" (up came Comfort and
| mq6n "a bhnfnrn hn ctr iln
made his fortune" luxury followed over
the trapeze bar and jumped down on Com
| fort)
"But interfered with your story. My
coupe hasn't come yet guess the snow has
interfered, 50 go on"
| "When l awoke, memory instantly held
| up to me the sickening picture of the day
before and pressed it on me until grew sick.
| Fever set in, and for two weeks | was very
| ill, at times delirious. A friend wrote
to one of my sisters, who lived on
the old homestead, and she came and nursed
me. When could be moved she carried
me home. There the gentleness of a sisters
| love, the quiet and Seclusion, the thousand
healthful memories of my boyhood, soon
| gave me new life.
Il did not mention my loss to aryone.
but studied daily, almost hourly. how
| could get even, as we brokers say; and
| finally resolved that l would never speculate
| again, but would be a broker. saw men
and women, laymen and preachers, rich
| and poor, master and servant, hoSter and
chambermaid, all specializing and 1 knew
that brokers were necessary, as nearly all
| spectators are secret in their ventures
| The image of the Stock Exchange appeared
to me like a huge hydra, with ponderous
| jaws and mouth wide open, and every
tooth broker, seizing, cutting and grind
| ing to pieces every man and women
l H0 anf t1,.aI nit, 70 ,nI T
cluded it would be better to help to grind
than to be ground to pieces. And here |
| have been ever since | made that decision,
now understand Longs want of SYM
pathv.n
Have you got hardened like Long!" asked
| Mr.. Smiling
"Yes, know no friend in business. Spec
ulators pay the piper and do their own
dancing, while look on without concern,
if margins are good"
| "Well, I've been interested in your exper-
ience and will say | like you as a broker
better than ever before. don't want a
broker who has heart. pay for his
head.
Now tell me how stand in W. & O."
"Your account stands: Amount of two
hundred thousand dollars in bonds. profit
| on the transaction seven hundred and fifty
| thousand dollars, after deducting commits
sions, for which here is my check to your
order"
That's pretty good fleece for the time
sixty days about. But that's small
business 10 what l am about to get into.
My coupe has come, and as / am behind
time, will so. ! will get the order for the
| bonds tomorrow"
Mr.. Smiling, in as good humor and temper
rs a Grizzly tnat has just devoured an elk,
rolled noiseessly up Broadway TO his Fifth
avenue home, while Comfort, Luxury and
Power reposed in their warm bed uncon-
scious of the many new subjects just re-
| duced TO slavery by their master
| Mr.. Margin, rejecting on the big gain of
his customer, consoled himself, when look
ing at his small profit in commissions, by
re. eating mentally as he went to his Office,
"Eeads | win-tlils you lose"
But which of them thought of or felt for
the Lambs they had shOrn and turned cut
to the winter, and may be, to want! That
three-quarters of a million re1ped without a
scythe, garnered without work, represented d
the active Drawn and sweat of seven
thousand five hundred laborers for one huA-
dred days at one dollar a day, and ye5 that
vast sum was not the addition of one dollar
to the country's wealth. 1t was but one
more, a very slight, turn of tho thumb
screw; one more transfer, with no euuiva-
lent, from the credit side of labor to the
credit side of capital; one more stor @ laii in
the temple being erected in this land OF
Democracy to Mammon; one more acce j.
sion to the power and ultimate rule OF
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