Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1869-11-19
y':foepondence OF the New York Sun.
;pscy Interview Between the PreSi-
sIeiG'S Father and an Editor.


CINcINNAII, October 30, 1S69.-The
corner Of Race and Fourth streets, OF this
city WAS thrown into state OF profound
agitation by the startling appearance of
the patCrpal author of the present Admin.
isiratiCu armed with huge stick, and clad
in wars wrinkled front, moving on the
Commercial office. Nearly upsetting an
applo-atand, knocking over newsboy, and
disre8arding the barking of a Scotch ter
rcr, be pushed into the counting-rOOm.
passed On IN column to the editorial office
0t the chief, Dir. Halstead, and halted only
when before and over that thoughtful and
philosophical Sp&tcherup OF uncOnsidered
tritles called news.
With his hat janled back upon his ven.
cradle head, and holding the huge stick
over the skull OF the Commercial in the
most fearful manner, he demanded III
shGill voice:
'Who$ do you mean Mr. Halstcad ? |
demand 10 know, sir, what Won mean ,"
Halstead with look OF innocent won
der npOn that expansive stretch called the
countenance) Mean about what, MIR.
Grant?
Paternnl o.. About your persistent and
continuous attacks upon me and my SCI
sir. What 90 you moan, sir ? 1.-TWO shakes
CT the stick to every word, ana sixteen Cx
! trG ut the end
Halstead: mean most probably what L
said.
z. G.: That is no answer to my question,
sir. want to know, and will know what
you nean, sir
Nurat: Well siT, if there is any passage
that is 50 obscure that you cannot make it
ont, will be happy TO assist you.
Z. g.: Well, sir, you said no later than
yesterday that my meddling in those petty
offices is great injury to General Grant.
Now, what do you mean by that
Murat doubt whether can make it
any palmer, Mr.. Grant.
Z. q. : And you won't tell me what you
mean? How, sir-now how, say i?
Murat The 'how' is about as trouble
some as the mean I don't know what
you are driving at, said, and say now,
that for the father OF the President to be
n1eddling in things he knows nothing
about is undignjfed, irritating, and ali in
jury to the Administration. That's oil.
2. G. Know nothing about Aud
what do you mean by that, sir I sup
pose you and that Dick Smith know all
about it ; q nice mess we'd have of it if
you and Dick Smith had your way pret-
ty thing you did when you recommended
that S n-a-w, sir-S- -h-a-W, sir
Murat Well, about as well as you sue
ceeded when you recommended that Nc
Guire.
The p. G. hereupon suddenly collapsed.
He sat down abruptly on chair filled with
valuable exchanges, crushing them under
the Chief Magistrates paternal seat, and
clasping his cane tiercely between his ven
erablo legs, lie said:
z. G.. I want to toll you, Mr.. Halstead,
[ have changed my mind about that man.
I believe he ia 4 ra2cal.
MuTat Very we'll then, Sir, we will set
oil Ion Shaw against Mcclure. But it
strikcs me th@5 both you and l., Mr..
Grant ha0 better refrain from troubling
the A6n2inI>;r.tinu with our recommcn-
datiou5.
=. g.: Du5 / want ii to succeed
Murat: Well, lot it alone then.
7. g.: You let it alone, and don't you
attack it. I know you-you and this Ga
2cile. Why, you never was loyal. Yon
always did oppose Lyssecs.
Murat Do l understand you to say,
Mr.. Grant, that at any time since the
nomination Of General Grant we opposed
him?
p. G.: Certainly yen did. Why, neither
of you ever had his name at the head of
your paper.
Murat lin wrath and disgust: That only
proves your utter ignorance andincapacity.
No name ever appears at tho head of our
columns but that OF the proprietors of the
paper. lam free to say TO you that l never
thought your son the man to make q Presi-
dent of; but 1 never meddled with the
nomination, and after he was nominated
wo gave him hearty support.
G. L. Oh, yes, you; L know what you
was after, you wanted that RosycrantH, and
o pretty out you'd q made. Why, he was
q failuroat Iuka, failure at Chickamauga.
He Was failure ut West Point. l knew
him when he was boy, aud / knOw'd he
would be d failure.
Murat You have the advantage of me
there. [ did not know him as boy.
p. G. No, you didn't know much at
any time, and you must not speak dlsres-
pectlul Of my gray hairs (suddeniy looking
at Halst, ad, and then continuirg): Why,
| eeC | amt as gray as you this Ininutc.
Murat: i never spoke disrespecttully of
your hairs, whatever they are; and think
1t little unkind you should in this man
ner rofer to mine.
z. G. with coutompt) l don't care
But you don't like my pitching into that
Rosycrantz. 1t amt your grey hairs; and
l. can tell yon that it's Il downright disgrace
for the people Of Ohio to send that feller
Garfield to Congress while the Genl is in
tno cn0ef, lie announcer lsOSyCEdutH Iellel5
but I've fixed his flint for HIM, and I'll fix
yours.
Muta.: Very well. Now, Mr.. Grant, il
you'll please take another chair and let me
get at my exchanges I'll be much obliged.
?. c.: Well. I've given you piece Of
my mind, and if YOU 80 on III give you
another. That's Ill.
And so ended the famous scene. Mr.
Halstead was 50 singularly affected by that
stick shaking that he has had st cold in his
head over since.
1t is a matter OF profound regret to the
undersigned that the venerable Jessie did
not hit Murat whack with that stick. 1t
would have been 50 Jolly. Only think OF
the father Of the Administration coming
down on an editor with a stick. Then the
man in Halstead would have risen up, and
! throwing his arms about the paterDal au-
thor of the Administration, and by n dcX-
terous back Trip he would have prostrated
! the venerable father on his venerable back,
and holding him there, he would hayo
called in his minions 20 carry out tho all.
Shor OF LysSos, and deposit him carefully