JIM THE MILKER.

NZ Truth, Issue 101, 25 May 1907, Page 6

JIM THE MILKER.

■. When me and the bosses wife were "discussing political economy the other night just before we went toibed, she says to me, dear Jim, admit it wrong for all these political jokers jto be always* guzzling and gtrt.tli.nsg and roaring thai; nobody can do it but me. > You would think', that they, were the only coves that could eat and drink, whereas the' fact is that the great multitude of the people oant? get enough. tucker Ij6 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 he a decent man ? ' How does he get his plunder ? Yes, my dear, I can tell you that Ihe is a damned thief, which nobody can deny ; a pig going about on two laigs instead of four. Is there any sense, of humour m the fat man ? No. Is there any sense of decency m the fat man ■? No. Is 'there a simglo drop of the mil]/, of human kindness m the fat man's vile body? No. Then/ Jim, wot are 7 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 'lYe known,, 'they're the ,liit2i lof -humanity., Now, yer must have seed that there, has 'been an election at Ta.raiiaki, with the result that a cowspaniker "has got into Parliament. Yer saw his speech as reported, where^ in* he said that' the more cows a kid had to milk the better the scholar, whereas you unust know that the child* ering. m Taranaki $vbesn they go to school lie down and sleep. And thank Gord, the teachers are merciful, and let the poor creatures sleep. About a year ago when me and the 'bosses wdfe, Maidanie Sharkev, left Taranaki I told yer that then the noble farmer (the iback-lbione): welts his wife and unfortunate youngsters out of (bed at three m the morning. Sjometimes 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. mennber of Parliament. God help the Jittle ones. Me and her have '"been m Taranaki, and can certify these presents that it is a hell upon earth for children. "What does the back-hone care for young life ■? The only tihln© he. cares about is* to get all that can fee got out of them. Y<e must know •titoat thtis. paiper-writing applys to all dairy districts, and His timt.' that the law. laid hold of some of the backbone (noble farmer) and gave them one hundred lashes on the bare back. The basses 'wife nos of scores of children who have been murdered by the back-bone aforesaid. And yet they put a cowrbelter into Parliament, If tfe devil ever laughs he must laugh now. The "bosses wife tells me that) old Massey is a cow corrector himself' and, has the greatest sympathy with the child-killers of these dairy districts.'S,he. further tells me that it is as good as a play to see old Massey m lias own cowyard up to r his guts m muck, armed with' a- long wattle, and belting hell out of the cows when ho is bailing them up. It appears that the said Mass-ey from time to time uses; some tough talk. .Sometimes the cows chase Massey'- up a tree, and be cant get down for many hours. .Madam, SharlC'ey—says—tJia-t-Ji* -concsGckts most -of -his coclc ahtlblull yarns whije he is gazing into- the .limped eye of the cow, also her horns. Well, take it by and large, tb-o backb/one is not only destroying. . child^-life, but he is plundering the colony at large. He is simply a loafer living on the toil of , others. T 'JIM THE MILKER.