Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1869-08-30


| her search after political Hesperides
She swears, at first, by all the saints II
the Democratic Cdlendar-invokes thu
spirit of your dead-yea, hangs beautiful
libations around and scatters sweet for
get-me-nots " over the graves of your
departed dead hurls anathemas, mara
anathemas upon the Black Repub'
deans" But 'lol behold softly, yes,
silently, as the fall of the nightdew upon
the sleeping grass glides the black
shadow Of some one coming behind, seek.
ing the old sexton of grey-pinioned
Time-for what2 To bury .forerer the
hallowed memories Of the past. The
pride, the glory. the achievements of
warriors and statesmen, the renown, the
fair, good name of Tennessee. Yes, the
Tennessee of other days is put in the
coffin with its foster parent--Democracy--
and the midnight stars, far off watchers,
the only ones to lock. "Alas.l poor
Yorick." But is this really done or
does it exist only in the Authorizations
of the sickly brain of our Hayward Sis
ter2" But since she believes that she
has stepped up to her shoulder that para
cidal arm, so often welded in defense
of our common parent-Democracy-
we will treat it as such, and see
to what end. Who, hayward sister
ours, heaps the loudest abuse upon
Alcorn and Ames of Mississippi
And for what9 tell us. They favor
negro suffrage, and so does our way
ward sister. Yet one is in Missis-
sppi, and the other in Tennessee. That
is not all. They are open and arosced
Radicals, while you, erring sister, in your
liberal way, would shut your eyes and
slesh your kisses around loose, irrespec-
tive of color or calling. Without chart
or anchor, how can you voyage on to any
political haven't You must be towed
either by the one or the other of the two
great parties, Democrat or Black Re-
publican. You have strayed from the
old rooftree of Democracy. You have
abandoned your "Penatss"--the house
hold gods of Democracy. Like Israel,
you have gone after strange idols, and
the places Of your youth will know you
no more 1t is with exceeding regret
that We bid yop farewell We cannot
say "God speed to you, but, in recol-
lection Of the past, we throw you, from
the tips of our fingers, soul-melting
kiss-good night When you awake to
CONSCIOUSNESS and true understanding
like cnieksn in the zane neat with
pole-cat-you must, you will, swear, that
the scent of the chicken is stronger than
that Of the cat. Democrats true to their
ancient faith, see in this new party the
spotted lspgosy of their old toes, the
Radicals. 1t ia the gift of Wooden
horse, which, if accepted, will destroy
our Illium. Do not the Radicals see
that their party organization is gone in
Tennessee and thp other Southern
StatesY and hence they have given
this Liberal" egg as q substitute
for the shell with which they lately
tried to decoy you with. II is
mons. Tonson come again" Too
we'll they kpoW that tue opposition and
defeat which those liberal political Don
Quixotes and our hayward sister-their
Dulcnea del Toboso-will receive at the
hands Of the true and faithful aoiU and
must land these in their arms. You,who
hold honor and principle above price, go
not near it trust not in its promises its
embrace is pollution and it's breath stran-
gulation. The Liberal party OF the
South, and the Radical party Of the
North are one and the same.