The Forrest City times., 1890-09-27

friend. Coming homo ws had to pass through village of tenant houses. Az we came into the town we saw the bafliff. with his detachment of armed police. enter 1t from the opposite side.
 'sNow for some fun, said my friend. ''These fellows arc upon an eusting eSpedi- iion"
 As they entered. the sigral was sounded by the blowing of horns and beating of tin paus. The inhabitants immediately took the alarm and gathered in front of the first hovel to be attacked. There they held their position in spite of the bayonets that were freely used Ny the police; There were few men in the village. They were away at work, but the women fought with hoes, rakes. pitchforks and shoyels. and seemed perfectly reckless of life One after an other fell. some killed, some wounded, but they would not yield. After a long and terrible struggle the bai.iff drew off his force, leaving the inhabitants to care for the wounded and dying.
 Itwas most terrible sight that met my view as went to help the poor people in their distress. A young lady, teacher in the school came to help ,is. Her sad reef tal was heart-rcnding.
 <SAeshy VI my BApiirs csttd chCf NVtihS to school every morning without having eaten a mouthful since their supper the night before and they can only hope for Q small share of what their fathers can beg Or borrow from people nearly as poor as themselves. Every day miss another face, and another is added to the long death list. Is there no help for this starving peoples" she asked, while tears ran down her cheeks.
 "I also ask, Is there no helps Must pco, pie die in this land of plcnty' No, l will sound the alarm and call for aid" | said. while with busy hands we cared for the wretched inhabitants.
 s"what curse must follow those who cause this," she said starvation and rags are not enough, but they must offer up their lives to defend this wretched hovcf and homel''
 What scene of misery it was. Children crying over bruised and bleeding mothers. and mothers weeping over their helpless children; while the fangs of the hungry wolf was fastened on each pale and hag- gard face. As soon as we could, my friend and rode away Each was silent. Words could not express our feelings. Here were people who had toiled early and late to grow crops. but they must starve. They had built little novels, not fit for pig pens, but they must offer up their lives, that they might dwell in them. Landlordism Is the most brutal cruelty the world has ever known.
 When reached home had food af all descriptions gathered together. and soon we were on our way back to the starving people. Lord Wayerlaad was not at home. and for once dared to brave his wrath if he should learn what l had done. The tears of joy and thankfulness that greeted us as we divided our load were reward enough for a whole life of selfdenial.
 The determined resistance made by those village tenants was the commence ment of the war against eviction A call was immediately made for relief. and all that winter committees were busy dealing out food to the suffering people. At the same time. the bailiif and his forces were busy evtcting the starving men and fam ishing families.
 All over western Ireland the horrors of another "IT'' seemed the doom of the rl- habitants. Aid from America came by the shipload. But the British government did nothing to save tho people from suffering and death. Many private persons gave literally. Even the queen of England gave pittance from her income of mil lions and was duly thanked for it.
 All this time the war on rents was grow ing ficrcer The condition of the country was rousing tho people to aetlop. It was strengthening the Land League and weak ening the cause and prestige of the land. lords.