A boarding house project
Media
Part of The American Chamber of Commerce Journal
- Title
- A boarding house project
- Creator
- Pike, W. James
- Language
- English
- Source
- The American Chamber of Commerce Journal Volume XVI (No. 1) January 1936
- Year
- 1936
- Rights
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- Fulltext
- January, 1936 THE AMERICAN CHAMBER OF COMMERCE JOURNAL 29 E9. F. HOUGHTON CO. Philadelphia, Pa., U. S. A. Manufacturers of Lubricating Oils and Greases for the industries Exclusive Distributors: Philippine Engineering Corporation 109 Plaza Sta. Cruz, Manila Phone 2-23-05 Branch Offices: Cebu Iloilo A Boarding House Protest By W. James Pike* I’ve sat- around the boardin’ house An’ listened to the talk Of muckers an’ of miners An’ ways of handlin’ rock; I’ve heard ’em timber, drill an’ blast An’ listened to ’em muck; I’ve heard just how to lay a plat An’ how to oil a truck: This miner talk sounds good to me, I listen with a will, But the guys that make me weary Are the ones that run the mill. Say, when they git to goin’ good, The miners move away, ’Cause mill talk’s different language On how to make ’er pay: They talk of screens an’ batteries, Of solutions an’ of slime Of pebbles in the tube mill An’ addin’ so much lime; They argue long on filters, An’ then they switch to cones, From that they go to drivin’ gears Spur, worm an’ herringbones. Concentratin’ tables is a subject very sweet, They’ll rag on belts an’ launders—■ Feedin’ cyanide’s a treat. They’ll have it out both loud an’ long Concernin’ classifiers, IN RESPONDING TO ADVERTISEMENTS PLEASE MENTION THE AMERICAN CHAMBER OF COMMERCE JOURNAL But when they start on chemicals They are agitating liars; An’ when at last they quiet down An’ chairs scrape on the floor, The miner thinks his turn has come But ’ark—the creakin’ door! Then in another mill guy comes, An’ spouts a long oration On millin’ revolutionized By process of flotation; An’ so you hear of oils an’ cells An’ other things they use, But damn their hides, their jobs depend On powder, caps an’ fuse, An’ drills an’ lads that run ’em, An’ the lowly muckin’ stick (An’, cornin’ down to cases, On Cousin Jack an’ Mick). It surely makes me tired To hear the mill guys roar, An’ buttin’ in on miners’ talk Makes me good an’ sore.— Now if they’d talk of stopes an’ veins An’ ways of breakin’ land— But Gad, you can't expect it From a greasy factory hand!— So what’s the use, just let ’im rave, The long eared brayin’ cuss! A mill guy may be useful, But his: job depends on us. * W. James Pike, a competent and popular mining man, author of these and other vernacular verses we may select for occasional use, died a suicide in Manila a few months, when he had fallen into ill health.—Ei>.