THE SORROWS OF "THE STAR."

Wairarapa Daily Times, Volume IX, Issue 2703, 17 September 1887, Page 2

THE SORROWS OF "THE STAR."

In vain I spend my eloquenoe, ' My arguments let fly, To teach the people how to ; Dissatisfied, and why.-,' I worry at'the working man, . In his dnll ear I soream; I stir the £lr«, I blow the coals, , Bat can't gat up the steam! , ' There's fat aqtiatters up the Conutry,... With crawlers at their feet; : While poor men at street corners Have soarce enough to eat. " These men, who ought to own the land, For Patriot's what a theme 1. ■; But vain; my skill, do'what 1 will, ''■'■'. I can't get up-the eteainT

Vain, morning after morning, ■ ■ ~'■. My preaching up Reform; ' . The more I beat the iron The more it won't get warm i On the follies of Freetraders My attaokswduld fill a ream, Yet none will buy or back my cry,—' I can't get up the stoatn I

I've sang the squatters vices Their love of land and ; • I've written down the Beethams, I've written up myself; 'Gainst sawmillera and bankors, I've turned my vitriol stream; But oakes,and ale do still prevail; I can't'get up the steam I It's awful to contemplate. ■ A district liko our own,. Goingjheadlong to perdition (As the Star has often shown), They will not save their < aeon, Of. Hogg they do not dream, But turn deaf ears and. give him jeers, 1 can't get up the the steam I

I've called again on Sutton,' To turn the peoples vote; ■. - But Sutton, now don't fetch 'em, ■■ In vain I.swell my throat, Where are my friends the 'navvies, These down trod people 1 seein, To have vanished from the' diatriot, ■ I can t get up the steam I ."''

In short, the election apathy . To Star and Hogg done brown; - - Must sicken one who fain would bob' All things turned upside down; ' I'd make the Star its country guide, . And Hogg its lustrous.beam,■ • ■"• ' But the more I preach the fewer! reach, Andloan'tiget.up.thesteam! 1 ; •

Oh, what New Zealand ■yet inight'be, ■'' If Hogg were at the helm;'. i ■ ■;, - With a bursting upland'and tocorae'.tax

All taxes to, o'erwhplm— ■ And ..■.-, .But hence too plOasiug drearji, For that bright page-^-that.Golden ..•'go lea T get up. the steam I

Oh put ine'in; my little.bed', ■. : I cannot do the triok; ■ ."• ■',!. Oh Prangnelicfeav,. Oh Marsh my friend ' Your leader's, getting siolt •:. ':,; ~,•'! In vain I rail at sijuatters,' . ; Things aro not what they jseem ): The working men' won't, follow me, •I can't get up the ■ steain I. / ■'■ .