JIN THE MILKER.

NZ Truth, Issue 119, 28 September 1907, Page 6

JIN THE MILKER.

Mo and the bosses wife was thinking that as a protest against the capers of the fat man who toils not neither does he spin except to weave a web that destroys the workers, that all coves should set a day apart to get mortal drunk, parsons if t;hev were sober enough could yel about fire and brimstone. Governor Plunk could throw open his cellars to the public, saying go it yer cripples woden legs are cheap. Plunk could also sit on a cask and sing the songs of Solomon. All men and women could get drunk. Jailers/ prisoners, .bank managers, clerks, messengers with their wives hot-elkeepers with their wives, m short let everyone '.eet drunk for a week, including Holy Moses Killjoy North and Judas G-i'bbs, also let the Whole police 'force get drunk, Dinnie. Ellison, McG-rath, ' and all escaped prisoners,- all warders of jails, m fact every cove who is being oppressed by the fat man. For instance yer parson could pray fer more drink instead of rain, with the hole push of the angels at a pump singing old Mary and Linah, and lashing out whips of good drink. If this was done yer would see where! the vampire went. He the fat man would be glad to rake m the gutters for a crust, and a good job too the inhuman beast. Then the bosses wife said to me "Jim aint the power always m >he hands of the oppressor ! Can it ever be remidied ?" Yes me. dear it can if everybody gels drunk, it is the only way. Fancy chief justices, lawyers, thieves, usurers?, flossies, bank managers and all the worr iking men on a red hot jag, it would be a good job. What- a sight it would 'be to see Fredy Wallace. Judas Gub-bs and Holy Moses Kiljoy North all prancing down the street Galling m at all pubs foresting the bar and swiping long drinks — yes it would be better than the damned paltry capers as seen at the present date- It might be as well Members

It -might 'bo as well that Members of Parliament sob 'drunk with their wives and families, although the bosses wife reminds me parliament coves are nearly always drunk. I don't mean old Mass-ey nor Don Cesar D Basan Fisher or even Jim Allen of that ilk (Milton), although their capers arc to say the least of it strange at times. Far be it from me to say that they are always drunk, oh no., az if yer say such n thing it might bring yer before the beak for an action at law. All the same a cove can think what he litous iji this glorious country. Yer have read 'about the noble Farmers' Union, a tt cmp.tdng to bully Parliament m regard to the Farm Laborers' Union. This shows the bitter hatred of the noble farmer against the poor coves who have the misfortune to be m their employ. Work., work all the time, the song of the shirt, the same old game, give me five 1 ouids' worth of labor for fifteen shillings. Sweating the farmer besides plundering this fair young land is worse than a East-end Jew, it would (be a, good, job if they were kicked out of the country. It would save life, ch-ikl life, poor little kids, 'God help them when they are m the clutches of the farmer, alias tho backbone. It seems strange that the law doesn't stop this wholesale'murder—murder to scfiiese a few more gallons of milk out of a wretched cow whose calf has been murdered to satisfy the unholy greed of the farmer aforesaid. Yea. verily they shall get their reward if there is any brimstone left m hell. Holy Moses Kiljov North. Fredy Wallace and Judas Gibb don't lift 'up their .voices a<raiiist this child destruction. although Christ said suffer little children to come unto me. 'By cripes the' are netting there jriiuck and mrelv Peril? Ps so that the prophisies may be fulfil led. The bosses wife aggrees with the opinion. 'JIM THE MILKER.