show what its principles are, and point out their inevitable tendency.
Feb. 17th. Do so. Meanwhile let me remind you, that there is need of a new Social System, when the old one works so villanously and wastefully.
There is Ireland, with three hundred thousand able-bodied men, willing to work, yet unemployed.
Their labor is worth forty-five millions of dollars a year, which they need, and Ireland needs, but which the present Social System dooms to waste.
There is work enIreland needs, but which the present Social System dooms to waste.
There is work enough in Ireland to do, and men enough willing to do it; but the spell of a vicious Social System broods over the island, and keeps the workmen and the work apart.
Four centuries ago, the English laborer could earn by his labor a good and sufficient subsistence for his family.
Since that time Labor and Talent have made England rich beyond the dreams of avarice; and, at this day, the Laborer, as a rule, cannot, by unremitting toil, fully supply the necessities of his family.
His bread is coars
Mr. Greeley wrote incessantly on the subject, blending advice with exhortation, jubilation with warning.
In behalf of Ireland, his sympathies were most strongly aroused, and he accepted a place in the Directory of the Friends of Ireland, to the f
Now that we are fairly and spiritedly at it, are we not worthy of help?
What are you doing for us?
People of America, Ireland stretches her hand to you for assistance.
Do not let us be disappointed. B.
For a day or two, the Irish and the friends of Ireland exulted; but when the truth became known, their note was sadly changed, and the Tribune was widely accused of having originated a hoax.
Whereas, it was only too innocent!
The most remarkable feature of the affair was, that the le state that I have found nothing like an inclination to extortion and plunder in the councils of the leading friends of Ireland in this city, and nothing like a suspicion of such baseness among the thousands who sustained and cheered them in their
s expectations, and he was amused at the passion of the Edinburghers for erecting public monuments to eminent men. Glasgow looked to him more like an American city than any other he had seen in Europe; it was half Pittsburgh, half Philadelphia.
Ireland seemed more desolate, more wretched, even in its best parts, than he had expected to find it. As an additional proof of his instinctive sense of means and ends, take this suggestion for Ireland's deliverance from the pall of ignorance that oversed, and M. asked her how much she received for that labor.
She answered, Sixpence a car-load.
How long will it take you to break a car-load?
About a, fortnight.
He concluded his brief sketch of this country with the words, Alas!
Yet, on a calmer and fuller survey of Ireland's case, and after an enumeration of the various measures for her relief and regeneration which were slowly but surely operating, he exclaims, There shall yet be an Ireland to which her sons in dist
No, he replied, but I am satisfied there is no folly it will not run into.
Then he rose, and said, Take off your things and go up stairs.
must get some supper, for I have to go to that meeting at the Tabernacle, to-night, (anti-Nebraska.)
As I passed the hat-stand in the hall, I said, Here is that immortal white coat.
He smiled and said, People suppose it's the same old coat, but it is n't.
I looked questioningly, and he continued, The original white coat came from Ireland.
An emigrant brought it out; he wanted money and I wanted a coat; so I bought it of him for twenty dollars, and it was the best coat I ever had. They do work well, in the old countries; not in such a hurry as we do.
The door closed, and I was alone with the lamp-post.
In another hour, Horace Greeley, after such a day of hunger and fatigue, was speaking to an audience of three thousand people in the Tabernacle.
These narratives, with other glimpses previously afforded, will perhaps