The Farmington times. [volume] (Farmington, Mo.) 1874-1902, 1900-02-15
The Monetary Problem.
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Prophecy Of the Future civiiixatseH.
fkere was fool aud he made his prayer
To q golden calf, erected where
Positions OF state were bought and said
Like halea Of cotton, far 20 rnueh sold.
rh4 faoi had gold. plenty Of geld:
Aaa the righia Of nen be bought and sold.
lie lorded II over the rieh and great
And trod on the lowiy Of poer esiata
The sacred lava OF the guvernmsnt
He nut aside, for his own tatent.
whom he could rot boy he reviled a. knayes
For acoruinE the price that would make
them slaves
Iit lived like Rabylen'H king Of old.
re rule or rain BY psSeg Of gold.
rails fool had mills whsrp his eeantrymsr
Were driven Ike beasts OF dulles, ken.
Wrctrhsa ana hungry they soilsd: yet slill
He made more Golfers for them 70 81.
hls refused to-sse that bis golden gaia
Were livrs and souls that he had slain.
Tie only saw The power u gave
To fettsr stronger, gaunt iAbors slave.
rats fool had reilGion--nsy do net sms,s--
He believed that gold s'sn the Lord eoad
beEuiie.
lie worshipsd, twas an eaifies stately and
grand.
win case and splendor ca ever hand;
Through stained glaze windows, the nel-
lowed rays
Round the golden ieeturn softly plays:
The carpetcd stSieH are soft 70 the tread,
As tender speech above the dead.
The alisrs KiOv with the raress bloom
or flowers that e1ha;s . rich perfume.
The grand. deep notes Of the organ roll
MaEnificcnt anthems for hts soul
And tho fool bends. lightly, bis Kainiiy
knee.
And prayn fer-himsef and family.
The well.pald servant OF God on high
Would bewail the day when his fool should
die.
II James ana zssedee-christs chosen kin.
fls tfmple OF worship should enter 10,
fear the SMELL Of their fishinE boat
The rich. proud nose would quickly note.
The air. that was heavy with arts perfume.
could hardly their hFiny oSze o'ercoms.
And the stately usher would show the doof
To these brothers OF Shrlai--thsHs ASHER
men poor.
rhs Lord hath love for the pOoreA, on
earth.
Il he brings to His altar true hearts
We Srr ,old tina, He ssOursed from Iil'
temple door
The changers Of monsy-ths curse of the
poor.
For the million Of gold this fool had given
To build this church he bad CALLED and
driven
Ten thouHan nd souls to a death OF despair;
Miners who toiled IN the vilest air
To earn the wealth that his precious soul
Could be houEh, OF thu Lord for a million
dole.
OH woe, Is the fool who has failed 10 read
In the pages OF time, proud :aboT'a need.
tie has fellcd your forests. and sowee yeur
n, has buiit your ships that plow the main.
tie has dsiSed in the mines vile, dark
gloom.
For warmth and cheer ,s gladden. your
hons.
And for these years Of narrowing toll,
You take hts manhood as no much spoil.
And spent and dying he sinks to rest
ny the hahs that starved at hts poor wife'a
breast.
The fool cared not for this pitifui plea
A he Toasted the great. rlgh, royalty.
There rose an army ten thousand strong.
The army OF toll to redress this wrong;
TO dothrone this fool who stood alone,
lord Of their birthright from zone to sone
They bore on their banner = child at FeS,
a babe that had starved At its mothers
breast:
They took the fool to his golden bin:
They opened the door. and the fool went In;
They buried him deep Ia his golden bed.
with the nag Of liberty at hia head.
On which was pictured \ babe At rest--
Starved TO death at It's mothers breast.
National Watchman.