Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1890-05-19

classes will yet COVER before the law.
Violence and contrary to the law will
| never accomplish anything, but right
eousness and according to law will accom-
plish it.
Well, if this controversy between CAPT.
tai and labor cannot be settled by human
wisdom, it is time for US to look some
where else for relief, and it points from
my text roseate and jubilant, and puts
one hand on the broadcloth shoulder 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
everything, "Whatsoever ye would
that men should do to you, do ye even SO
to them That is, the lady of the
maid in the kitchen just as L would like
to be treated if I were downstairs, and
it were my work to wash, and cook. and
sweep, and it were the duty of the maid
in the kitchen to preside IN this parlor. -
The maid in the kitchen must say: 'fIf
my employer seems to be more prosperous
than I, that is no fault of hers; 1 shall
not treat her as an enemy. 1 will have
the same industry and fidelity down.
stairs as I would expect from my subor-
dinates, if happened to be the wife of
silk importer. -
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
pudding room, he will see a man there
stripped to the waist, and beswsated
and exhausted 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.
If you want your wages little earlier
this week, SO as to pay the nurse and
get the medicines, just come into my
office any time.'
After awhile, 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 1 stop the
mill, or shall run it on half-time, or
shall cut down the men IS wages?" He
walks the floor of his counting-room all
day, hardly knowing what to do. Toward
evening he calls all the Iaborers together.
They stand all around, some with arms
akimbo, some with folded arms, wonder
ing what the boss is going to do now.
The manufacturer says: "Men, business
is bad; don t make $40 where used to
make S1o0. Somehow, there is no de-
mand now for what we manufacture, or
but very little demand. You see, am
at vast expense, and I have called you
together this afternoon to see what you
would advise. don't want te shut up
the mill, because that would force you
ont of work, and you have always been
very faithful, and 1 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 a 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
10 us, and when you prospersd We pros
pered, and now you are in tight place,
and am sorry, and we have got to sym
pathize with you don t know how the
others feel, but propose that we take
of 20 per cent. OF our wages, and that
when the times get good you viii -emem-
Der as and raise them again. The
workman looks around TO his comrades,
and says: "Boys. what do you sag to.