JIM THE MILKER.

NZ Truth, Issue 161, 18 July 1908, Page 6

JIM THE MILKER.

Through the daily tripe papers for manyj years yer see lectures and preachings a? bout the dignity of labor delivered, by the fat man about what a splendid thing it is to be a worricking man. The fat joker tells yer that iall yer have to do is to be thrifty and lash at the worrick, if yer do this" yjr . will be weal/Uiy -very soon. He. (the fat) sweats talking about worrick and he advises every cove to take off his coat and go hell for leather at theworrick. Now this is all very nice for the : ;fa't man and lie gulls many young coves '-m tliis . way, , so keep adoring of ..it. By and, byeaCter they are up. m years' they ask themselves where is all the money .that ty_ e 'fat cove promised me ? H6 told me that i£ I worricked for him he would make me pile, well he hasn't, done so. His trade is to blither ahout. 'worrick,. but .' be takes good- carethat he wont do any . -himself- and after 1 a •chap has worricked " his liver out' and- -is getting less strong the fat man tells (him to. go to hall and look for a ship. The , bosses wife ofton wonders how long this j accursed scoundrel, is. to be allowed to plunder tlie worricking man. Yer would, think to hear the. fat man talk that it is splendid fun for a cove to carry bricks up. a ladder or wheel - a 'barrow on the wharf... Well ii it is such fine sport why don't the fat man do it himself ? It would be a line thing to see him doing an honest, day's worrick once m his liie. But all the same he wont worrick, he kids on other coves to .worrick, then steals their earnings by way of rent or a thousand other villanus tilings /with which he is well acquainted. Then' as a matter of fact the lean man gets leaner and leaner, he is treated like a dog and so is his wife and children, while the.' fat man grows fatter and fatter every day while his wife and children go about clothed m purple and fine linen. The lean cove's wife goes mbout m rags and when it is ,a windy day she is almost, flog-ged to death with the rags playing Rule Britannia on her bare *Jjide, and tlhis is . the way the fat man s |%ocs it, which nobody can deny unless he is a scandalous liar. Well, after a time the elections come around and that is the time to see the fat man m his glory. He j skites on platforms and 'roars 'about how • he lias saved the whole country and he | shakes Bill Sykes by the hand and tells ; him he is a damned fine cove and if he I only trusts him he (the fat man)' will ' make it all *right, and . strange to say JJlill i believes him and becomes a harrickcr for i him and is prepared to fight any cove 1 that wants to vote for another fat man. fT3o they wrangle and skite and drink long ; beers, pay them rent, tlie paupers, and I are content. It appears that it is the I way oi the world. Some people thlink j that the time is ripe when the fat man j should bo drummed out of the colony to I the tune of the Rogues' March, and it is : time. It is written that he who will not j work shall not eat. Well as the fat man went worrick he should not be allowed to eat. I -hope to God that the next mouth-, full will choke him and stick m his gizj zavd to all eternity. - JWJ THE MILKJER,