The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1897-09-18

ana IL points from my te xt roSeate and
jubilant, and puts one hand on the
broadcloth shoulder of capital and puts
the other on the homespun covered
shoulder of toll, and says, with n voice
that will grandly and gloriously settle
this, and settle everything. 'Whatso-
ever ye would that men should do to
you, do ye even so them" That
is, the lady of the household
will say: II must treat the maid in
the kitchen just as 1 would like to be
treated if / 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: III my employer seems to be more
prosperous than /, that is no fault of
hers; shall not treat her as an enemy.
l will have the same industry and
fidelity downstairs as / would expect
from my subordinates, If happened
to be the wife of silk importer"
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 pudding room, he will see
man there stripped to the waist, and
besweated 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 a little
earlier this week, so as to pay the nurse
m 1sa,n s,,t
my office any time"
After awhile, crash goes the money
market, and there is no more demand
for the articles manufactured in that
mill, and the owner does not know
what to do. He says: "Shall stop
the mill, or shall l run it on half time,
or shall 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 akimko, some
with folded arms, wondering what the
boss is going to do now. The manu-
facturer says: "Men, times are very
hard; l don't make $50 where used
to make 500. Somehow, there is no
demand now for what we manufacture,
or but very little demand. You see l
am at vast expense, and have called
you together this afternoon to see
what you would advise. don't want
to shut down 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
ha hai he 4
your wife will after awhile want 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 the fell
lows, and says: Boss, you have been
very good to US, and when you pros
pered we prospered, and now you are
in tight place and l am sorry, and we
have got to sympathize with you. l
don't know how the others feel, but l
propose that we take off 30 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 comrades, and says:
boys, what do you say to this? All
in favor of my proposition will say
aye" Aye. aye! aver shout 200 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 process
sion to the tomb are all the workmen,
tears rolling down their cheeks, and off
upon the ground; but an hour before
the procession gets to the GENE terry the
l,a al, n Il x,ft
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 around
the tomb.
That night in all the cabins of the
working people where they have fam
lily prayers the widowhood and the or
phana ge in the mansion are remem-
bered. No glazing populations look
over the iron fence of the cemetery;
but, lowering over the scene, the ben
ediction OF God and man is coming for
the fulfillment of the ChristlilSe in
junction: Whatsoever we would that
men should DO to you, do you even so
to them"
"Oh," says some man, "that is\all
Utopian, that is apocryphal, that is inn
possible" No. l cut out of paper
this: zone of the pleasantest Incidents
recorded in n long time is reported
from Sheffield, England. The wages
of the men in the iron works at Sheffield
are regulated by board of arbitra-
ton, by whose decision both masters
and men are bound. For some time
past the iron and steel trade has been
extremely Improbable, and the en-
ployers can not, without much loss,
pay the wages fixed by the board,
which neither employers nor employed
have the power to change: To avoid
this difficulty, the workmen in one of
the largest steel works in Sheffield hit
upon the device as rare as it was gen.
erous. They offered to work for their
employers one week without any pay
whatever"
But you go with me and will show
xo,-not en- far off "a SheffieId En-