Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1890-05-29

MUSE square ana BeacOn street, ana al
: the bricks and timber and stone viii
just fall back on the bare head of Amer
lean labor. The worst enemies Of tn
working classes in the United State
and Ireland are thsir demented coad
tutors. a few years ago assassination
the assassination of Lord Fredeficl
Csvendish and Mr.. Burke in Ph@ni!
park, Dublin, Ireland, in the attempt t.
aTenge the wtohes of Ireland-onl!
turned away from that afflicted people
millions % sympathizerS The attemp
TO blow up the House Of Commons, il
London, had only this effect~-to throw
out of en- tloyment tens of thousands o.
innocent Irish people in England.
In this country the torch Pnt to the
factories that have discharged hands foI
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, Grin mines the
day the coal was to be delivered, or on
house scaffoldings so the builder failsi in
Keeping his contract-all these are only
a hard blow on the head of American
! labor and cripple its arms and lame its
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
| that!
Well, if this controversy betweed cap
ital and labor can not be settled by hu-
man wisdom, it is time for ms to look
somewhere else for relief, and it points
from my text roseate and jubilant and
puts one hand on the broadcloth shouI-
der of capital, and puts the ether 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 yop, do we
even so to them"
The owner of an iron mill having
taken 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 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. 1 hear
your child is sick with scarlet fever. If
you want your wages a little earlier
this week, so as to pay the nurse and
get the medicine, just como into my
Office any tine"
After 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 l stop the mill,
or shall l 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 akimbo, some with folded
arms, wondering what the boss is going
to do now.
The manufacturer says: MEN, bust
ness is bad; l don't make $40 where l
used to make 500. Somehow there is
no demand now for what we manufact-
ure, or but little demand. You see l am
at vast expense, and have called you
together this afternoon to see what you
would advise. l don't want to shut up
the mill, because that would force you
out 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. l 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. l don't know how the |
others feel, Lut propose that we take
off twenty per cent. from our wages, and
that when the times get good you will
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
and he dies. In the pro-
,ession to the tomb are all the workmen
tears rolling down their cheeks and off
upon the ground; but an hour before the
gets to the cemetery the
wives and the children of those work
nen are at the grave waiting for the
arrival of the funeral pageant. The
minister of religion may have delivered
IN eloquent eulOgium before they started
rom the house, but the most impressive
Kings 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
ge in the mansion are remembered.
10 glaring populations look over the
ron fence of the cemetery; but, hover
ng over the scene, the benediction of
Iod and man is coming for the fulfill
nent of the Christlike injunction:
Whatsoever We would that men should
10 to you. do We even so to them"
co. says some man here, that is all
Jtopian, that is apOcryphal, that is i'm
'ossible" No, l cut out of a paper
his: Zone of the pleasantest incidents
ecorded in long time is reported from
England. The wages of the
hen in the iron works at Sheffield are
egulated by board of arbitration, by