JIM THE MILKER.

NZ Truth, Issue 100, 18 May 1907, Page 6

JIM THE MILKER.

When me and the bosses wife were discussing political economy the other night just before we went to bed, she says to me, dear Jam, aint it wrong for all. these political jokers to be always guzzling and guttling and roaring that nobody can do it but me. You would th'Lnk'.that they were the only coves that could eat and drink, whereas the' fact is that the great muMa'tude.of the people canY get enough tucker to live on, while the fat man is always raging that nobody can do it but him. The 'bosses' wife says to me, come, Jim, let us reason together. Can you tell me wot sort of cove is the fat man ? Is be a decent man ? How does he get his plunder ? Yes, my dear, I can tell you that (he is a damned thief, which nobody can deny ; a pig going about on two laigs instead of four. Is ttier e any sense of humour m the fat man ? No. Is there any sense of decency m the fat man.' ? No. Is 'there a single drop of -the milk' of human kindness m the fat man's vile body ? No. Then,. Jim, wot are they good for ? They aint good for anything but 'bell fire. Yet, my dear, these are the cows that stand up m the world and yell that they are the salt of the earth, whereas if the truth must ibie known,, 'they' re the .filtlh }of 'humanity. Now, yer must have seed that there has faeen an election at Taranaki, with the* result that a co-w---spamiker 'has got into Parliament. Yer sau» 'his speech as reported, wherein he said that' the move cows a kid had to milk the , better the scholar, whereas you must know that the ohdMi ering m Taranaki when they go to school lie 'down and sleep. And thank Gord, the teachers are merciful, amd let the poor creatures sleep. About a year agio when me and the 'bosses wife, Madame Sharkev,.left Taranaki I told yer that then the noble farmer (the \back^b<one>)i welts his wife and uirfor-tuiriate youngsters out of (bed at three m the morning. Sometimes he uses a strip of raw hide. ■* Sometimes he uses a supple-jack,' as it is cheaper, and he is adverse- to wasting a hide. The bosses wife nos this joker who is now a member of Parliament. God help tto& little ones. Me and her havo "been m Taranaki, and can certify these presents that it is a hell upon earth for children. Wihat does the hack-bone care for young life •? Tlio only tiling; foe cares about is to get all that can be #ot out of thorn. Ye must know that this paiper-writing applys to all dairy districts, and it is tarn*, that the law laid hold of some of the back-bone (noble farmer) and gave them owe hundred lashes on the bare back. The bosses 'wife nos of scoros of children who have been murdered by tho back-bone aforesaid. And yet they put a cow-belter into Parliament. If ttoo devil ever laughs he must laugh now. The 'bosses wife tells me that old Massey is -a cow corrector himself awclMs th© greatest sympathy with the child-killers Of these dairy districts'.' 'She further tells me that it is as good as a play to see old Massey m. has own cowyard up to his guts m muck, armed with a long wattle, and belting hell out of the cows when h© is 'bailing them up. It appears that the said Massey from time to time uses some tough talk. Sometimes the cows chase Massey up a tree, and he cant get down for many, hours. Madam Sfrark-ey says '• that -he coDCoclcts most of Ms cock oind -thill yarns while he is gazing, inffeo the limped eye of the cow, also her horns. Well, take it 'by and laigo, ,th-3 .backbone is not only -destroying. child-life, but lie is plundering the colony at large. He is simply a loafer living on the toil of others. . * 'JIM THE MILKER.