The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1890-05-30

nelgnts and Brooklyn Hill and Kitten
house Square and Beacon street, and all
the bricks and timber and stone will
just fall back on the bare head of Amer
lean labor. The worst enemies of the
working classes in the United States
and ireland are their demented coad-
tutors. A few years ago assassination
the assassination of Lord Frederick
Cavendish and Mr.. Burke in Phoenix
park, Dublin, Ireland, in the attempt to
avenge the wrongs of Ireland-only
turned away from that afflicted people
millions of sympathizers The attempt
to blow up the House of Commons, in
London, had only this effect-to throw
out OF employment tens of thousands of
Innocent Irish people in England.
In this country the torch put to the
factories that have discharged hands for
good or bad reason; distractions on the
rail track in front of midnight express
trains because the offenders do not like
the president Of the company; strikes
on shipboard the hour they were going
to sail, or in printing offices the hour the
paper was to go to press, or in mines the
day the coal was to be delivered, or on
house scaffoldings so the builder fails in
keeping his contract-all these are only
hard blow on the head of American
labor and cripple its arms and lame it's
feet and pierce its heart. AS result of
one of our great American strikes you
find that the operatives lost $500, 900
worth of wages and have had poorer
wages ever since. Traps sprung sud
denly upon employers and violence
never took one knot out of the knuckle
OF toll or put one farthing of wages into
callous palm. Barbarism will never
cure the wrongs of civilization. Mark
| thatl
Well, il this controversy betweed cap
ital and labor can not be settled by hui
man wisdom, it is time for us to look
| somewhere else for relief, and it points
from my text roseate and jubilant and
puts one hand on the broadcloth shoul-
der of capital, and puts the other hand
on the homespun covered shoulder of
toll and says, with voice that will
grandly and gloriously settle this and
settle every thing: Whatsoever We
would that men should do to you, do We
even so to them"
The owner of an iron mill having
taken a dose of my text before leaving
home in the morning, will go into his
foundry, and passing into what is called
the puddling-room, he will see a man
there stripped to the waist and be-
sweated and exhaused with the labor
and the toll, and he will say to him:
why, it seems to be very hot in here.
You look very much exhausted. l hear
your child is sick with scarlet fever II
you want your wages a little earlier
this week, so as to pay the nurse and
get the medicine, just come into my
Office any time"
After a while crash goes the money
market and there is no more demand for
the articles manufactured in that iron
mill, and the owner does not know what
to do. He says: "Shall stop the mill,
or shall / run it on half time, or shall l
cut down the mems wages?" He walks
the floor Of his counting room all day,
hardly knowing what to do. Toward
evening he calls all the laborers
together. They stand all around, some
with arms skimbo, some with folded
arms, wondering what the boss is going
to do now.
The manufacturer says: Men, bust
ness is bad; don't make $50 where /
used to make 500. Somehow there is
no demand now for what we manufact-
ure, or but little demand. You see am
at vast expense, and have called you
together this afternoon to see what you
would advise. don't want to shut up
the mill, because that would force you
out of work, and you have always been
very faithful, and / like you, and you
seem to like me, and the BARNS must be
looked after, and your wife will after
awhile want a new dress. don't know
what to do"
There is dead halt for minute or
two, and then one of the workmen steps
out from the ranks of his fellows and
says: Boss, you have been very good to
us, and when you prospered we pros
pered, and now you are in tight place,
and / am sorry, and we have got to SYM
pathize with you. i dom know how the
others feel, but propose that we take
off twenty per cent. from our wages, and
that when the times get good you will
remember US and raise them again"
The workman looks around to his COM
rades and says: "Boys, what do you say
to this? All in favor of my proposition
will say aye" Aye! aye! aye" shout
two hundred voices.
But the mill owner, getting in some
new machinery, exposes himself very
much, and takes cold, and it settles into
pneumonia, and he dies In the pro-
cession to the tomb are all the workmen
tears rolling down their cheeks and of
upon the ground; but an hour before the
procession gets to the cemetery the
wives and the children Of those work
men are at the grave waiting for the
arrival Of the funeral pageant The
minister Of religion may have delivered
an eloquent eulogium before they started
from the house. but the most impressive
things are said that day by the working
classes standing aroung the tomb.
That night in all the cabins of the
working people where they have family
prayers, the widowhood and the orphan |
age in the mansion are remembered. |
No glazing populations look over the !
iron fence Of the cemetery; but, hover
ing over the scene, the benediction of |
God and man is coming for the fulfill |
ment of the Christlike injunction: |
Whatsoever ye would that men should
do to you. do We even so to them"
TO-" says some man here, that is all |
Utopian, that is apocryphal, that is i'm
possible" No, 1 cut out of a paper |
this: ''One of the pleasantest incidents
recorded in long time is reported from I
England. The wages of the
men in the iron works at Sheffield are
regulated by a board of arbitration, by |