The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1871-09-03

Y what's in Name.
not TIE BEEN s r ses oS ssSs
walton: They cannot tell the World from
the Tribune, until they sec the printed veri-
6cation on tho paper. P&sher GHgsOn was
Of this class. For more than twenty years
he had been in the, habit Of reading the
sound Dsmoesnt - - ola school, who had
voted for Jefferson and Jackson, who be.
lieved ia tho VlPgtnis resoluaions Of '96 and
the States rights theories Of CalhoHn, and
whose sympashies tot the, South daring the
late "uDpfeasaatnSss" were sunaisgaised,
read anything but indebted DoDecratio
literature For he was full seyeoty five
years old, his eyesight, even when aided
by spectacles, was falling, and reading
was somewhat Of an ,exeEtion. Every day
through his spectacles in quest of the
World. He would read NO other paper.
If it was engaged, he would wait bis turn,
and amuse himself in the meanwbA, by
stroll in the hall, and by talking politics"
publican. Stubbs. Talking was his strong
point. Grigson had rasping tongue, and
in debate Stubbs was always worsted.
Stubbs planned revenge. Early one
morning he selected q clean copy of the
New York World, and with great neatness
fne copy Of the New York Tsibswc, he
proceeded to overlap and paste thereon in
faultless style the clipped headings of the
World. After an hours labor in pasting
over and smoothing down edges and creas-
ing folds, he succeeded In making coun-
terfeit that would have imposed on better
wolf OF, IsS6une' was completely meta
morphosed in the sleeps clothing of the
guileless World. The done, he laid the
sophisticated paper in the way of Grigson,
took the opposite seat, tilted up his chair,
lit cigar, and waited developments,
seized the shameless fraud. After the usu-
al preliminary of wiping his spectacles, he
commenced to read. And there sat Stubs
calmly putting and philosophically survey
ing the expression of wonder and perplexi-
ty that stole over Father Grigson's face, as
he read an editorial criticisng the conduct
of the Democracy. He shook his head,
skipped the conclusion of the half-read ar
ticle, and commenced the next editorial.
Horror It was most outrageous assault
on Southern statesmen Calhoun, McDuffie,
Toonbs and Davis were abused ,and the war
Father Grigson surveyed the paper with in
tensest bewilderment He read The World
on every page. There could be no mistake.
The World had gone over to the enemy.
just heavens! what were we coming to !!
Ben Butler had apostatized, and Dan
Sickles had made clean shipwreck of faith !;
and now comes the high treason of Manton
Marble! And all without a word of ex-
PLANTATION or apology. Yesterday a sound
conservative paper; to day a pestilent
breeder of strife and radicalism.
Sadly he took up the paper again, and
examined a third editorial. Who shall
describe the disgust that seized him as he
read the muscular English of Horace, cry
ing aloud for the Eman, patton Proclama-
ton and the Aiming OF Negroes7 just
then he saw the malignant Stubs, grimm
ing sardonicaliy. 1t was too much; He
ton, but he said not word. He seized
that wretched, traitorous sheet, tore it to
tatters, and smote it with his cane, stamped
on it, spit on it, and then strutted out of
| the house, in q manner that COriolanus
would have commended. Stubbs was
avenged of his adversary.-AmericanN ews-
paper Reporter.