Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1870-02-05
Who's Who?


pie appear to think that the Democratic
party of this county is in considerable Of
muddle," and its enemies are jubi-
liant over the prospect Of serious ter
miuation to our family jar Excitement
rules the hour, and as is usual under
such influence, imagination takes the
place of reason, leaving importuna,e
common sense to be trsmpled upon by
every claimant to superior political wis.
dom. Rumors of all kind are prevalent,
and political soothssyers as plentiful and
as disgusting as the second plague was
TO the Egyptians, This may be accounted
for by the fact that Memphis is seldom
blessed with first class humbug, and is
now partially crszed over the advent
The expected appearance of George
Francis Train has 80 preyed upon the
minds of some local geniuses that they
felt themselves moved by the spirit to
take the whisky from his punch, and show
that the Buff City can boast chief as
incorporate, errstic and irrational as he
ever dare be. Had our champion just
kept his powder dry until the great Train
run into our midst, be might have found
"foemsn," etc., etc. but "vaultng
ambition made him try the double
somersault, and left him with broken
neck, his disconsolate hackers whining.
"'Twas ever thus, since days of yore,;
Each black and-tan has had his day
And no exception is made of M-re,
He barked both head and tail away"
must confess to but little sympathy
with the mourners. My judgment would
be, "Serve them right. Why hadn't
they better luck2" They should have re-
membered his starting point, which was
as black as his Satanic mejesty's Sun
day waistcost, that neither continued
securing nor chemical process could
ever make white. There was the mis-
take which curbed his young genius,
froze the current Of his philanthropic
soul, and left his upper story badly
cracked. Nature in her sportive moods
often plays pranks with poor humanity,
and with her greatest fsvors mixes q
grain or two of folly which so operates
On the unfortunate individual that he
otter finds himself striving to Guido the
feat of the poverty stricken gentleman,
who, when placed upon horseback, rode
direct to the presence of one who shall
be nameless. Doubtless his bereaved
friends, with fond recollection upon
his mighty efforts in the Citizens
Union" matter, which merely intended
the Radical change of taking from the
citizens the management of their own
affairs, and place it in the hands of
moneyocracy, from whom the people
might expect as much justice as there
could be hairs scraped from the back of
a seven banded armasillo. He figured
largely as the grand petition hawker on
that memorable occasion; and recent
action proves him still the sturdy codger
as of yore. All great men have their
whims. His soft spot is autograph
hunting-a laborious task, truly; and,
considering the ridiculous failure of the
" Citizens Union signatures, requiring
a man to be terribly in earnest before
making the second attempt But as some
irreverent wsg has said, it takes an old
dog for o hard road, for if be cansot
travel he can raise O dusti and so the
noble VIM. R., unable to travel the po-
ltical highway, kicks up the dust of per-
sonal prejudice to blind the people 10
their selection of o County Clerk. He
would lead the Democracy on this point;
his full blown Radical record favors his
presumption; bis audscity entities him
to the position; and the Democrats of
Shelby county have nothing to do but
roll over, bound neck and heels, to the
feet of the Giant Disorgsnizer, who ex-
tinguishes county with subscription
list, gobbles community for breakfast,
and teaches the capital of Hopefeld
who's who. democrats, are you fright
ened7 If not, you surely ought 10 be.
On Monday we will survey the situation.
TERRY Art