{"newspaper_name": "Mobile register and journal.", "edition": "01", "page": "p2", "byline": ""}
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MAcHINE.-D'Israeh, in one of his works gives quite an eloquent description of a machine.- He says it is slave that neither brings shame nor degradation: it is being endowed with the greatest degree of excitement, Set free at the time from all passion It is therefore not only slave. but a supernatural slave. And why should one say that the machine does not livel IL breathes, for it's breath forms the atmosphere of some towns. IL moves with more regularity than man. And has il not voce2 Does not the spindle sing like a mer- " girl at her work, and the steam engine roar in jolly chorus like strong arlisan handling his Iusiy tools, and gaining fair days wages for 4 far days 'oi'' Nor should ihe weaving room be forgotten, where thousand or fifteen hundred girls may be ob- served m their coral necklaces working like Pencil ope m the day time; some pretty, some pert, some graceful and Jocund, absorbed in their occupa- ion; some little serious; some few sad. And the cot ion you have observed in it's rude slate thai you have seen the silent spinner change into thread, and the busing weaver convert iHto cloth, you may watch in moment it is tinted with beautiful colors, or printed with fnnciiul patterns. And yet the mystery Of mysteries is to view the machines making ma chins4; spectacle that fills the m ind with curious, and even awful specuIation."