Portrait of Abraham Cahn. |
Cortland Evening Standard, Monday,
October 8, 1894.
Strike of Shirtmakers.
People who sew for shops for a living have
apparently been ground down to the last notch in our large cities. The strike
of 3,000 shirtmakers in New York city revealed the fact that they worked from
12 hours upward every day for from $4.50 to $6 a week. They struck to have
their pay doubled. Even then it would not be exorbitant. A day laborer in small
towns, where living is cheap, gets $1.50 a day for ten hours work in the
healthful open air.
In order to keep soul and body together at
all, the people who do sewing for the great manufacturers must put every member
of the family at work as soon as he or she is old enough to run a machine. It
is slavery. Competition among manufacturers has cut down the price of shirts to
the lowest notch, and the reduction all comes off the unfortunate who does the
sewing. The only remedy is organization, stiff organization, among these poor
creatures.
At a meeting of striking shirtmakers in New
York indescribable scenes were witnessed. Sobs and cries were heard all over
the hall from men, women and children while Abraham Cahn, one of the leaders,
was speaking. This is the picture he drew:
What avails all this working of father and
mother and daughters and sons? Do they get enough bread to eat? Do they ever
rest? Rest means death! Do we live? No! We sleep and work and starve. It is one
ceaseless grind. No laughter, no joy, no rest. Nothing but work work, work!
Can we
think over our wrongs? Have we time to attempt to make things better for
ourselves? No. We must stitch and stitch. For us it is nothing but the
whir-r-r-r, whir-r-r-r, whir-r-r-r of the sewing machines. That is the music,
the cruel music that rings in our ears until we die or wish we could die.
What are we? Slaves in a pen. Human machines
to grind out profits. Think? Protest against this slavery? Ah, we have had no
time to think.
Ask any girl here if she is afraid she will sometimes
get sick. The poor girl will tell you that a worker has no business to be sick.
Tired? We have no right to be tired. The boss says so, and the boss knows.
Stitch, stitch, stitch, that is our lot. All our thinking, eating and sleeping
should be for work.
We have no right to think about living, no right
to the feelings of human beings. Those fine things are for the bosses. They
have the time and the money.
◘ One department of country life will
benefit to a small extent by the new tariff anyhow. It may be pleasant to
creamery men and butter makers to know that salt will come in free. But, on the
other hand, the new fad is for unsalted butter, or so called sweet butter,
popular in Europe, and perhaps the loss will equal the gain.
◘ Already the work on the Co-operative
Pullman club's plant at Hiawatha, Kan., is
begun. Citizens of Hiawatha took $75,000 stock. The rest was subscribed by
the club itself. The workmen did just what Mr. Pullman recommended them to
do—quit his service if they did not like it.
◘ The sugar bounty division of the internal
revenue department has been abolished. The clerks in it have not, however, been
abolished. They have merely been turned into the income tax division.
◘ Alaska ought to be regularly organized
under a strong territorial government. Her magnificent natural resources are
being wantonly and wickedly wasted by the various varieties of the scum of
creation that always stands on the outer edge of civilization. Alaska will prove
one of our richest acquisitions, and before many years it will be a summer resort
as popular as Bar Harbor is now. In fact, it will be the Bar Harbor of the
Pacific. It has untold riches of seal, salmon and other fisheries, of
timber—notably yellow cedar for shipbuilding—gold mines and streaks of fertile
land, which the climate is by no means too severe to cultivate.
Textbook
Mad.
"Do you have to study all those
books?'' was asked of a little girl going to school and carrying in her arms
the volumes from which she conned her daily lessons. "Yes, sir,"
answered the child. There were about ten ordinary sized books. These she held
encircled by her left hand and arm. Under the right arm she bore her atlas and
notebooks. Both hands and arms were full. The child was about 13 years old,
slight and nervous looking. The weight of the books upon her left arm actually
swayed her over to one side like a heavy burden. And a heavy burden it was and
grievous to be borne, The physical burden was palpable enough, but the awful
load all that pack of trash must have been to the child intellectually was
worse still.
The school authorities of America seem
textbook mad. One cannot repress the thought that these drayloads of volumes
the children carry to school are issued more in the interest of the schoolbook
publishers than of the pupils themselves. It is nothing less than monstrous.
Really live education, improving and filling with power and enthusiasm the
quick heart and brain, is choked out. It is replaced by lifeless formalism and
word memorizing. All is of a piece with the little girl's definition of the
word "nuptial," which occurred in her spelling lesson. "What
does it mean?" she was asked. "Pertaining to steamboats,"
replied the child instantly.
What is the result of the present textbook
stuffing? We affirm, without fear of contradiction, that the children of today
from 12 to 15 years old do not know half so much as their American parents did
at the same age; that what they do know is not so clear and distinct in their
minds; that they cannot write so well; that they are not such good
arithmeticians or geographers, and that they cannot begin to spell so well.
They have not nearly so good an idea of practical life and work. Their exhausted
minds are a ragbag of muddled book knowledge. They have been cheated out of the
best part of their child life, the outdoor part, by the attempt to swallow the
textbooks; they wear glasses from babyhood, and their digestion has been
permanently impaired.
A few textbooks for the simple, common school
branches, the fewer the better, are all the common school pupil needs. All the
rest should be learned from observation and oral instruction.
Mrs.
Mary J. Weaver.
About 150 ladies and gentlemen were present
at the reception given Saturday evening to Mrs. Mary J. Weaver, national
superintendent of the evangelistic work of the W. C. T. U. The guests had
nearly all arrived at 8 o'clock and Mrs. Weaver gave an interesting account of
the state convention at Jamestown. Music was rendered, refreshments were served
and a very pleasant evening was spent till 10:30 o'clock, when the affair broke
up.
Mrs. Weaver also delivered a fine address at
the East Side reading room yesterday afternoon.
Mrs. Weaver will be in Cortland next Sunday
and conduct a union service in the Presbyterian church in the evening.
—A gloom has been cast over police court
hall by the death of the horned toad belonging to Justice Bull's collection of
curios.
—A meeting of the trustees of the
Universalist church will be held to-night at 8 o'clock.
—The watering trough in front of the Squires
building on Tompkins-st. was ready for use this afternoon.
—Regular meeting of the board of directors
of Young Men's Christian association at 8 o'clock this evening.
—Canton Cortland, under Lieut. G. E.
Ingraham, will meet at 7:30 o'clock to-morrow morning and march in a body to
the special train for Binghamton,
—The regular assembly of the Union Veteran
legion occurs on Thursday evening of this week, Oct. 11. The attendance of
every comrade is desired.
—The Masonic excursion to Binghamton to the
laying of the corner stone of the C. T. A. home occurs to-morrow. The train
leaves Cortland at 8:10 A. M.
—Mr. Henry Kennedy has just had his stone
walk on Railroad-st. relaid. There are other walks in town which would be much
improved by a similar process.
—The Cortland Wheel club will hold races at
the Cortland Driving park on Saturday
afternoon, open to Cortland county riders, These will be the last races of the
season.
—Perris E. Mudge died at 6 o'clock this
morning, aged 79 years. The funeral will be held from his late residence on Fitz-ave.,
Wednesday at 11 A. M. The burial will be at Taylor.
—Mr. E. B. Richardson has completely changed
the interior of his bicycle house on Railroad-st. so that it presents a much
neater appearance and is also much more convenient.
—The adjourned regular meeting of the
Cortland Athletic association will be held this evening at 8 o'clock. Important
business is to be transacted and every member is requested to be present.
—A number of wheelmen who think that they
are pretty fast challenged Daniel Riley for a race to Tully and return. He was
at the appointed place on time, but the others failed to put in an appearance.
He started off and made the thirty-two miles through the mud in two hours and
two minutes.
—On Saturday evening Officer Jackson
arrested a man who was too intoxicated to tell his own name and who said he was
lost. Officer Jackson escorted him to the "cooler," where he remained
till this morning. In police court he said that his name was John King and that
he was employed in the Solvay works at Syracuse. Justice Bull gave him three
days in the county jail.
A Fine
Wheel.
Mr. G. F. Beaudry had on exhibition Saturday
one of The Cortland wheels, manufactured by the Hitchcock company. It was their
latest pattern, finished in nickel between the joints. The spokes were of the
highest grade piano wire and everything was in keeping with its fine
appearance.
Successful
Armor Test.
BETHLEHEM, Pa., Oct. 8.—At the Bethlehem
Iron company's proving ground a piece of side armor for the battleship Texas
was tested, resulting in the government's acceptance of 300 tons of plate. The
plate was a Harveyized side armor 18x6 feet and 12 inches thick.
Two shots were fired from an 8-inch gun.
Holtzer projectiles, weighing 250 pounds, were used. The first velocity was
1,678 feet. The second was 2,004 feet per second. Neither shot cracked the
plate and neither penetrated to any extent. The point of impact of the second
shot was within three feet of the first, but had no more effect than the first.
Commodore Sampson is greatly pleased with the success of the test.
David B. Hill. |
Senator
Hill at Albany.
ALBANY, Oct. 8.—Senator Hill spent the day
at Wolfert's Roost, his home, just outside the suburbs and had but few callers.
John Boyd Thacher and a few Albany politicians called during the day. Today he
will map out his campaign roughly and submit it to his conferees. He was to
have begun his speechmaking in this city on Wednesday night, addressing a mass
meeting arranged jointly by the two Democratic factions. But there is a hitch
about getting the hall, it being engaged by a religious body for that night.
For the same kind of a reason the Democrats had to use the rink in Saratoga.
Senator Hill said there was nothing new and that he was taking a little rest
before the battle.
The Most
Dangerous Man in Public Life.
(New York Post.)
The nomination of Hill makes a sharp and
clean division between the vicious and reckless elements who supported Maynard
last year and the decent people who buried him under 100,000 majority. The
impudence and fatuity of the Democratic party in nominating this man for
governor of the state surpass belief. Such an act can only be explained on the
hypothesis that the party organization is thoroughly depraved and corrupt; that
it is a menace to society and that truce or peace with it or its leaders is
impossible.
We consider Mr. Hill the most dangerous man in American
public life. He is a daredevil, and be likes to be considered such. He is
attractive to Tammany Hall and all the bosses and bad elements of society
because he represents what they all aim at and strive for.
Looking back at the list of Democratic
leaders in New York, where do we find his likeness? Where is his place in the
list of Van Buren, Marcy, Wright, Seymour, Tilden, Cleveland? What has David B. Hill done or aimed to do that entitles him to a place in that procession?
The people of New York owe themselves the
duty of putting an end to his unprincipled career and bad example. That they
will do so in the coming election we have not the least doubt. The majority
against him ought to be larger than that against Maynard, because he was the
principal, where Maynard was only the puppet and the tool.
HOMER
DEPARTMENT.
Gleanings
of News From Our Twin Village.
Mrs. W. H. Crane and Miss Maude Crane left
town for New York this morning.
The construction of new track for the
electric street railway has been completed to the corporation limits and by
to-morrow will be within the town boundaries. The work is being rapidly pushed
and will soon be completed to the end of the line.
The grand Masonic excursion to Binghamton takes
place to-morrow. The train leaves this station at 8 A.M. and returning leaves
Binghamton at 9 P. M. Round trip
tickets $1. The day will be a gala day for Binghamton and all who attend the
celebration. Chauncey M. Depew will deliver the address at the laying of the
corner stone of the Commercial Travelers' Home and the largest parade ever seen
in this part of the state will be held during the day.
Mrs. F. H. Nichols left town this morning
for Syracuse where she will reside in the future. Mr. Nichols will remain in
town for some time yet, settling his hotel business.
At the close of the morning sermon at the
Congregational church yesterday, the pastor, Rev. E. C. Olney, read his
resignation as pastor of that church. He gave as his reason, increasing
physical inability to perform the duties of the charge. The resignation is to
take effect November 1. The church is called to take action in the matter,
after the regular church prayer meeting which will be held on Thursday
afternoon at 2 o'clock.
The baseball game between the Truxton and
Homer nines was played at the Academy grounds on Saturday afternoon. The
visiting team took the field at the opening of the game and the home team,
after selecting Mr. Thos. Danes for umpire, proceeded to bat. The first three
men were put out before reaching first base. The second half of the first
inning resulted in a like treatment of the visitors. It was again repeated in
the first of the second and not until the visitors batted a second time was a
score made. Up to that point it looked
as though an unusually close contest was to be witnessed. In the ninth inning
the Truxton team made a very grave mistake in changing their battery and allowing
their opponents to score ten times while they only scored twice. The total was
Truxton 10, Homer 22. Among the brilliant plays during the game were Bosworth's
catch of a foul in the second inning and W. Beattie's three-base hit in the
fourth inning. Foster and Stevens of the home team sent two base hits and Davis
stole home in the fifth inning in a clever manner. The visiting team played
good ball but were just a little slow in their movements to successfully
compete with their opponents.
A Small
"Jack Pot."
At about 2 o'clock yesterday afternoon Chief
Sager found a party of five young men indulging in a game of poker on Court
House hill. On seeing him they all ran in different directions, scattering the
"jackpot" on the ground. Chief gave chase, but the boys were too fast
for him. As he knows the names of two of the party he advises all to come to
police headquarters and settle before warrants are issued. The eleven-cent jack
pot, which he afterwards found scattered on the ground, will hardly pay the
bill.
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