Mrs Potts Point

Iron Road


“While waiting at the Labour Exchange tor a ticket or rations, a man, aged ’53, collapsed, and was taken to Sydney Hospital, where he was found to be suffering from the effects of starvation.—. News Item;

Mrs. Potts Point has very decided opinions regarding such vulgar happenings, and. appears to have discovered a solution of the problem of how not to be ‘bothered by the “lower orders”;—

The lady threw the paper down with – angry exclamation,
“They make me cross,” she told her lord, “these stories of starvation. –
They have no right to publish them— such rude and vulgar nonsense—
It is a disgrace they should print this kind of correspondence.”

She leaned back in her easy chair to pet her pampered poodle,
And murmured fond endearments, such as “Mummy’s ‘Ickle Toodles!”—
Then gave the dear a dainty cake, and, while its bow adjusting,
Expressed the view that working- folk were “utterly disgusting.”

“Why can’t they go away and starve,” she asked in indignation,
‘Instead of falling in the streets and causing consternation?
The papers ought to cater tor Society’s enjoyment—-
Our dinners, dances, parties, bridge—not harp on unemployment.”

“Quite right, my dear!” her fond lord said. “The lower orders really are
Obtaining undue prominence-.ahem! — oh, very much, by far!
It is of quite no consequence that common people should be starved
When we, go much superior, discover dividends are halved.”

“Why don’t you let them all die out?” all eagerly his wife exclaimed.
“They’re always causing trouble, dear; it seems they’ll never be reclaimed.
The motorcar displaced the horse—these people spoil the scenery—
Let them all starve to death, and then replace them with machinery!”

The Railroad 1928