Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1868-02-07
COMMUNICATED.
Game of Chess-The Constitution rerSts the
God of Ekron.

man is put on level with the brute, Is
trampled in the dust, is spat upon, and
kicked about in the highways and byways
of our land. Party insolence, party doml,
neering, party infatuation, has scattered the
seed of discord, and has bridled truth, and
made it harrow the pernicious crop: The
reapers were Radicals and the harvest was
Radicalism. No BiAof Rights is left sacred.
The Constitution is regarded as a mere
rotten sheet, and as such it is now pitted
against darkness, death and hell, against
the combined strength CT the forces of Baal-
zebub. How his sable majesty leers, how
he grins, how he rubs his hands, and struts
about, and claps his children-the Little
RAIDS on the back, saying " Go it, my
youngsters, go it. Tear up that nasty
parchment of the people-their declaration
of rights, their national will, their freedom
the Constitution You, and you only
can do it, and to do it efectually, you must
| beat its defenders-the Democrats, the
| Conservatives, the naturalized foreigners,
Germans and Irish. You burnt their
served me we'll during the bloody struggle
of Knownothingism they will not forget
that You prescribed further emigration
they will not forget that. You shot them,
and stabbed them, and stole their lives at
midnight in the alleys and in the streets ;
they will not forget that. Ha ha ha
| You are mine, mine, mine. Do your duty
now, and bravely and hastily, for fear the
designs of your black souls will reach the
utmost limits of the land light will reach
the heart of the people, whose destruction
you now so darkly plot, and they will rise
in their might and hurl you to my pande-
monium sooner than expected" The
Father of Lies chuckled with real good
humor, and strobe away solemnly as one
playing "big game while the pawns,
the knights of the black ring, the Bureau
Castles, the Reconstruction King, and the
old Queen, the Thadpole of existence, held
on a lance the wriggling confiscation bug.
It was transfxed. The odor thereof reached
the nostrils of the Conventions, so-called,
and there was much sneezing, and whirl-
ing of Niger handkerchiefs. Wilson took
pinch, and snuffied, and cried out -
"Stanton, the spawn of Stevens back
bone, the granny needs propping up.
Very good That acts admirably" Hold
on" exclaims Sumner, who rides Beast
of unknown dimensions around the waist.
THAT move will put me under the neces-
sity of framing another constitution for old
Thad. Don't you see he's in check :?
That ''dead dog at the White House. is
alive and swapping. ''That's so. But then
Stanton, the boy, will watch him. He is the
War Department horse. But really Andy
doesn't even notice him" Wilson jumps
on an Ethiopian steed and rides the circuit,
and "prates about the Constitution, that
is, the new tangled, Radical bedeviled, be-
dribbled Constitution. Sumner dismounts,
and sends his New Orleans nag; O, no, a
fierce charger to Richmond, and there is
only one Richmond in the field. All the
bells in the city rang. Those on the
public buildings tolled the "Rogue's
March," Those at the street doors alarmed
the unconscious people of the approaching
danger. Those on the dining room tables
rang ding, aiding, aiding, aiding, ding,
ding, and simply implied ''hie, HE, ye,
spoons, and be STILL" He makes histri
onic tumble into the mongrel conrenticJe of
delegates, some of whom even dread the
Crookedlooks of the God bless the mark, ID
and scamper out of sight. Heis called back
to defend the Queen, which is in danger OF
being taken by simple man. But it
is man of the people. Ohio makes
capturing the prancing chevalier, whose
saddle bags gingle with stolen metal
The buckeye State makes another move,
and drives the Beast, and Sumner, and
Wilson to rally around their feeble old
granny, whilom, called the great Common
er. New York is in the field. The radi-
cal army is yielding ground. Pennsyl
vania runs diagonally and checks the old
hen and compels her to tear, peck, eat and
swallow the Corfscation Bill of her own
Matching. The Conservative hosts gain
much ground. Reason is returning to the
people. The masses of the North are no
longer blind to reconciliation. They see
their own danger. They push forward sub
sidies They are aiding their President
They have the best position on the boards.
Wade is captured and boxed dead
duck" Forney is yielding his dying quacks.
Ashley, sirnamed impeachment, is gone to
the dogs-has fallen overboard-the people
know and spot him. The game is going
on pretty we'll. Courage, ye people, cour-
age. Strike and strive, and move again
for freedom. Freedom is the stake, and
those undermining the law of the land are
your opponents. They say they want to
abide the decision of the people. People
of this broad Commonwealth, teach them,
make them do your will Believe not their
honied words. Permit them to shackle
the South under the damning lie that it is
still disloyal, and you only prepare the
chains for yourselves. Permit them to
overthrow the laws of States rendered sa-
cred from time immemorial, and transmit
ted along with those of your own, unified
by common bond, that bond the Consti-