The Portland daily press., 1866-09-04


bread and butter brigade is. Above ALL let Us
turn out next Monday in numbers sufficient
to overwhelm this petty attempt to control
the district by patronage.
Letter from Canada West.
ul M!5ag@ Gongrss...latogg President johnson
Copperhead Inepudence-Oa products pros
poets, and STRIKES" 80
PETRoLIA, G. W., Aug. 90, 1866.
To THE EDITOR OF THE PRESS. H
My last communication from this place must
have been received by you, if received at all,
only aday or two previous to the fatal 4th of
July, and, doubtless, shared the fate of many
better things in the terrible conf1agration
which carried ruin to SO many families, and re-
duced the Press Office to a smouldering heap of
ashes. have not written since because the
contracted dimensions of your sheet for some
weeks, and the crowded state of your columns
forbade me from obtruding common-places up
on your attention. But the temperance of
the Press in all its fulness, encourages the hope
that a letter from this region, though some
what linked and miscellaneous" may not prove
wholly unacceptable.
And first, allow me to say that the Press it.
self, the indomitable spirit Of its proprietor un-
der the most trying circumstances, its full pro-
portions, its fair appearance, its distinct loyal
ty, its singing denunciations of treason and
treachery, and its zeal for improvements in re-
building your beautiful city, all challenge my
admiration, and call for my emphatic common
dation.
Speaking of treachery naturally suggests the
name of him who, by the grace of John Wilkes
Booth, now occupies the seat of the martyred
LINCOLN, and who ENTHUSIASTICALLY INDUCES
in mounting the White House fences or swing
ing upon its gate that he may the more con-
spicuously harangue his Copperhead and quon-
dam traitor friends, while dilating upon "my
policy" and exhibiting his own august proper
tons as specimen brick of what may be pro-
duced under our free institutions. Mr. John
son in his present course, and his connection
with the metallic element forcibly calls to mind
the anecdote of the fellow who had the misfor-
tune to get particularly drunk, and while OBJ
ivious to all things external to be placed in an
open coffin and carried to the burying ground.
In the morning, having partially slept off his
debauch, he rose up in his narrow bed and, look
ing around upon the tomb stones. Instantly
"comprehended the situation A listener.
concealed behind monument, heard him thus
soliloquize: "Dead, buried and resu7rectedl but
81 am either too early or else an, belatedr'-
Seeing no one astir his conclusion was BY no
means an unnatural one.
Mr.. johnson, it seems to me, is in a situation
somewhat analogous. He seems to have become
drunken Ono allusion to the time of his ipau-
guration, or his famous ed of February haran-
gue) with an ambition to become the author of
a "policy" and of great plan of reconstruct
ing rebels, and converting them, by a dash of
his pen, from red-handed traitors into PATRIOTS
of the first water. In this selfinduced condi-
ton of hallucination, he has gone, or been car
ried by the tide, "down among the dead men,
and placed amidst the mere monuments and
grave-stones of what was once the
Democratic party;-a party whose very monu-
mental stones are becoming changed to copper,
and whose once magic name has become the
synonym of dishonor, aposta cy and treason
As the darkness ofthe hour is dispersed by the
elections close at hand, and the people in their
majesty pronounce an emphatic condemnation
of his "polcy" Mr.. johnson will be iostled into
and in that common burial place
where he has gone he will look around, and
though he may not realize that he has been
"dead, buried and resurrected," he will be
likely to feel that he is either too early or that
he has been belated. The emphatic voice of
the people will drive Copperheads into their
hobs, and the apostate President will find
himself in the midst of solitude, desolation and
leath The Democrats will find him % drag up
on the wheels of their cara milestone upon
their necks, and the post offices and such like
fading away They will drop him with as much
facility and heartlessness as they gobbled him
up while he will be left fer compost himself
with the reflection that his apostacy was either
700 late, TOO sudden or too early to secure to
MN the benefits of resurrection upon which
he had hung his hopes.
The election in your state is close aft hand.
and of the result no candid man can entartain
a doubt. The people of Maine are too loval
too intelligent and too well posted to bo 1od os,
tray and look to their voice, pronounced ON
he second Monday in September, as the kew
note of an anthem whose national swell viii
cause traitor hopes to wilt, Copperhead expee-
tatlons to fail and apostate officials to tremble
In this out-of-the-way place, where ignorance