The labor world., 1898-10-29
Industrial Progress and Phil0'
sophical Evolution.
BY PROF. AYERE.

Perish trade and everything in commerce,
Aye, the utmost ingenious OF machinery,
If its consciousness and active wheels,
In their ceaseless and merciless rotations,
Destroy the happiness OF human souls
The wealth OF nations is a blasphemy,
Flung into the face of the creator.
II the strife for wealth engenders selfshness,
And narrow-mindedness pervades the few,
And condemns the bulk to sin and misery.
Man is the ever precious and desiring thing, -
He must be saved and must be lifted upward;
His progress is the sole, the only progress.
Nor by man can we in truth allow, 49,.
Or understand a few men here and there,
Among the masses OF their fellow men.
The few may climb perhaps to mountain heights
But, if the many are compelled to dwell
In the darkened valleys OF soul wreckage, "
Sin and suffering, man has not progressed.
And, if his not progressing nothing has bee
done, - ys
And naught has been the true accomplishment;
Man deteriorating evil has been done,
Hence, let it always be in truth the man.
That ever and anon is thus progressing.
Gods love is not confined unto the few;
1t extends to the children of all men:
And for the benefit of all mankind
He has swung this earth into space
And lighted the fiery orbs above it. 49,.
Progress throughout the whole human race
Is indeed the progress which God Wills,
And that alone shall we call progress. IL
Let there then be the discovery z%%.#
OF natures forces, and a Harvesting 49,
OF them to the great chariots OF science ~
And the modern forces Of industry.
Let there be trade-aye, let US have commerce;
Let there be searchngs into the vast depths
OF the abysmal secrets OF nature,
OF earth and seas, and even OF the sky,
But throughout it let our aim be ever,
To build dp man unto higher manhood,
Into more intelligent, better, -
Happier, prosperous and progressive being.
Labor is a curse, il man is aught thereby, #s
Is made in any sense the slave Of matter,
And all is vanity vexation OF the spirit.
Hence, let us delve and dig unto the depths
That reach the bottoms neither hardpan
And build the pillars OF our social temple
Deeper than the whims OF foolish men,
Then raise them till they rise above
The plains of common every day achievements,
Nor stop until it's dome has reached unto
The celestial city OF Almighty God. 4.
Let progress be inscribed in every line,
Let unity be prescribed by every act,
And let the hosts OF evil genius see
That strengthened is the man who trusts in thee
Lay a fountain deep, aye, lay it wise
Craftsmen we build but weakly for day
Unless these precepts we in all obey.
How oft we see within our pleasant land
Pretentious structures reared upon the sand.
Its massive walls majestically may rise,
Its turrets, too, may pierce the very skies;
Crowds through it's portals eager press,
Beauty and rank and wealth it's affairs grace;
And then the tempest falls. Alas! tits gone
From tarber top unto the corner stone; r.. i
Craftsmen to this lesson heed pray you' and
keep,
Lay your fountains wide and lay them deep,
Then OF this ill; perchance we may not weep
s"The seed we SOW another reaps,
The wealth we earn another keeps.'