Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1868-06-09
GATH, BUT HONOR"

The capricious goddess of fortune some-
times smiles, but,oftener frowns, ana our Dest
laid scbemes-yhich we thinkieannot iall OF
success-are not unfrequently attended with
the most 1nortifying failures. We grasp at
the shadow, aud as it eludes us, we wonder
why itseemed SO, tangible, when, in reality,
it was but the dead sea fruit, alluring US to
disappointment: The politician, whose cap
ieal consists of impudence and arrogance,
damns the masses because they cannot be led,
like the breechy bull, with ring in his nose,
whenever his plans fail ofsuecess,a and whether
he has merit or not, he concludes that he has
been badly treated by thbsefcrwhom'h had
sacrificed his small stock of honor, for the
sake of whetting his bill on the public grind
store. So loug u.s. he is successfully the sover-
eigns are cajoled, and great respect for the
will Of of the people is expressed.
Those who have managed to acquire power
and position by fraud have sensitive dread
of exposure when the least reverse throws its
shadow across their paths and to prevent this,
they carefully bottle their wrath, or only per
nit it to escape in smothered or strangled
condition. For three years and more, Joe
Chapline has been swaying the sceptre OF all
most universal over in West Virginia; from
the Shenandoah to the Ohio, the radical par
ty has recognized him as the high-cockalorum
OF modern loyalty; the "Hon.p has been pre-
fixed to aname that is but -theesynenym of
aishonor; when he snuffed radicalism' sneezed;
and when he drank the party reeled. But
the sun has at last melted the wax from, his
wings, and like candle moth in lard lamp,
he plunges and splashes, without the power
of rescuing himself. With proper apprecia-
ton of the qualifications for radical mem
Der of Congress, some partial frieEd had mem
toned Joes name as suitable one to be sub
stitutcd on the Congressional roll for that of
the, stupid Kitchen. The bait was good
one, and Joe bit freely. 1t was just the po-
siton he coveted, and association with Butler
and Stevens was all that was needed to hand
his name down to posterity enyeloped in in
fanny He wanted the nomination, and his
sordid nature ycarncd for the five thousand
year and the stealings. Clarksburg was his
Waterloo, and McGrew was the Butcher who
fan kcd him. His old guard, that had stood
to him, made an effort to save their favorite,
but to nc. purpose. His sun ofpower was OBJ
seurcd, and is destined soon to go down in
darkness, from which it will never emerge,
until lit up by the sulphurous Examinations
of the devil. lie won't get to Congress , his
last chance is gone; and 'henceforth' the juno
bugs of dependency will continually buzz in
his ears; whilst the cold Lizards of disappoint-
ment will constantly crawl over him.
According to Walker Of the Wheeling.
Rcgister, his chagrin at failure was untamea-
Bile, and with accustomed profanity he blurtcd
out at Clarksburg, when the result was known,
"By Cd we have lost all but Honor, and if
We had had any of that, I suppose it would
have gone too" Very likely, but Fortunate
ly, this commodity was not endangered, as it
did not enter the ring. Down goes Chap
linc-brothcr Stubs will preach his funeral.