A Word for the Boss.
How much have we not heard and read of tho wrongs and rights of labor, of the bloated monopolist, tho grinding capitalist! But who ever puta In a word for the poor "boss"? By boss we mean that peculiar product of our humanity, tho man who gets it into his head that he must serve his fellows by finding M-agea for a portion of them, and that the happiest work he can be engaged in is "shinning around" for business and money to pay wages; who has a penchant for being kicked out by bankers, of whom he has asked accommodation; who loves to pay shavers 3 per cent, a month for money to pay his men; who often goes home on Saturday night without a cent in his pocket, having given up the last dollar to his employed ; who, for unaccountable reasons, comcß to be regarded by his men as their biggest enemy, and who, some fine day, finds them jumping on him with all the force that a trade organisation can command ; who, if he manages to " own his own home," has it covered by a big and beautiful mortgage ; who often cannot sleep at night for thinking aod scheming how he is to get through the next day ; who has to take to lanes to avoid his creditors ; who becomes an expert liar by breaking promises he can never carry out; whose wife is constantly upbraiding him forgiving every dollar I to the men, or someone else, and not a cent to j her wherewith to run the house: who is daily a'most hourly, importuned to bestow something on this or that project; who, in short, is so worried by circumstances that he does not know half tho time whether he is standing on his head or hishcels, but who, nevertheclese, lives in the glorious hopothat«' some day ' soon " he may be able to walk the earth in a | straight line, and with level foot, plucking the fruit as ho goes, in a land and on a day when the sun will shino, tho grass bo green, and tho little brook go singing to the sea. But oh ! and das ! the day never comes, and some rainy afternoon tho sheriff or tho undertaker—eventually the latter—has him ; and he forms the one indispensable to a funeral procession, and goes rumbling along to the graveyard, unmindful of the importuning workmen, the pursuing creditors, or the hand rubbing money-lenders. Ho thinks not of his wife or child, nor of the chimney at home with its upcurling smoke, but the blessed rest 5b his, and he has earned it; and, though he knew it not, it was for the full enjoyment thereof that Providence was preparing him, inspiring him with the ambition to be a boss. And of all men on this caith who aro bosses, whether great or small, such is tho lot of ninety-seven out of every hundred; three may develop into capitalists or monopolists, but all the rest are doomed to bo the slave of others and the child of untoward circumstances. Moral: Don't be a boss.—' Western Insurance Review.'
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A Word for the Boss., Evening Star, Issue 8011, 13 September 1889
A Word for the Boss. Evening Star, Issue 8011, 13 September 1889
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