New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1868-08-30


Everything in this world moves except
the Democratic party" And even that
would move if il could, backward. II
wants no new notions. 1t is afraid that
new corners will disturb. the somnolence
of old prejudices, and cause the faithful
to open their eyes and yawn. Talk to
them of progress, forsooth. Could there
possibly be any improvement upon what
their fathers did? Did not their fathers
ride in stage coaches, and put rock in one
end ofthe bag to balance the grist when they
went to mill, and do you pretend that these
new-fangled Yankee ideas can improre upon
that? The Democratic party is the true
Mexican party of this country. The Next
cans use the same pattern of wooden
| plows now that were introduced by Cortez
and his followers, and are bitterly hostile
to any change. Wooden plows are good
enough for them. Their fathers knew
everything that was worth knowing. They
are conservatives, excellent Democrats,
and their great object is to keep things as
they were, only a little more so.
When beaten at the polls they
pronounce, and "narch on the
Capitol" So of the Democracy, so-called,
here. They'll submit to the government
provided they are the government. They'll
obey the laws if the laws square in all
respects with their views of the fitness and
propriety of things, and not otherwise.
If the laws should happen to be a
little in advance of their antiquity, why
presto the thing won't do at all, at all,
for they'll be in danger of being carried
along with the current, which is above all
things what they most dread. They have
as great an adherence of a step ahead
as the devil has Of holy water. They
would have hung Gallileo to the first lamp
post as an audacious, intermeddling Yam
kee, seeking to turn the sun, moon and
stars out Of their course, and endeavoring
to disturb ancient opinions and prejudices
and the established order of things.
Science is adding star after star, SO to
speak, to our system; is inveRting new i'm
plements and new methods for the i'm
provement, comfort, and moral, and mental
elevation of man is dispelling and sweep
ing away the darkness and ignorance, the
barbarism and the caprices of the past,
and triumphing, as it were, over the
powers of nature in the interests of
a steadily progressive, and every day
widening and deepening, aud exalting
civilization, having for its grand and final
object the happiness, the freedom, the
highest good of the whole human race.
In Europe the Democracy, the true
Democracy, heartily sympathizes with this
grand march, march, march of the human
intellect, and the aspirations of the human
heart after freedom-after something bet |
ter, something more elevated than the
world has yet had, and they inscribe
On all their banners, and breathe
in every long-draNn sigh, and roll out upon
The thick, stagnant stifed air of ancient
Usage, of hereditary privilege, of hoary
prejudice and brutal power, the spirit-stir-
ing syllables of Excelsior.
In Europe the Democracy constitute the
'arty of liberality and of progress. In
his country the eyes of the Democracy are
urned toward the setting, not the rising
IN. They are yelling and crying over the
asst, as though that could come back. They
brow up their caps and shout as if they
ould stop the mighty revolution which
loral and intellectual agencies are every
here accomplishing, and more rap
lily, wisely and profoundly in the
nited States of America than any where
lse upon the face of the earth. Puny and
lie effort! They might as well go place
nemselves upon the shore of old Ocean and
tempt to stop his everlasting ebb and
ow. II
Everything, we say, in this country
loves, except 1.-THE Democratic party;" and
lat will be obliged to .move too. Depend
pom 1t, the Democratic party" whatever
may threaten, how much soever it may
ave and storm and tear its hair and make
self unseemly or monstrous, will have to
love. The mighty current that is sweeping
a with resistIess force will carry it
way whether it wants to go or not. The
'rpid, unsightly animal must bulge. The
arty will be compelled to yield to the in
exorable spirit of the age, though the
rture it may thereby feel should be like
at of tearing thousand molars from the