The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1872-04-05
THE FARMER" ON THE WAR PATH.

The Willamette Farmer of last week
came back at the Bulletin in the follow
ing gritty style, because it had accused
that journal Of becoming ga Democratic
organ :"
When James Fisk, Jr, was murdered in New
York, there was not a few newspapers 10 eNult
most lascivious, and despicable wretch unhung
Yet circumstances are coming 10 light every
day that demonstrate that the railroad ring In
Portland Is incomparably meaner and more
dangerous than ever was the Erie ring OF
which Fisk was the head. So complete IS
Holidays ring organized that il anybody in
Oregon Onends against him, he cracks his whip
in the style OF ring-master TO a circus, and
out trots one OF his sleek hash-eaters, appearing
as II half "A barrel OF lard had been used in
putting him in condition" !" receives his orders
and executes his commission with an alacrity
and subserviency that would surprise the most
visionary writer OF fiction. II the ofenSe has
been committed in Portland, Salem, Albany,
Eugene, or any other town of the valley, all the
trained hounds OF the ring in that particular To-
cality are turned loose upon the track OF the Of
fender, and he Is worried by Hbels and false
hoods, and all means adopted from which will
result Inconvenience and vexatiOn in business
The Farmer" has seen proper 10 compliment
Mr. Holidays energy on several occasions: but
recently IL has deemed IL duty to warn the
people against allowing themselves 10 be drawn
into this mans power, which would chain them
more securely than was ever the more abiect
slave that moved under the burning sun OF the
equator 10 the flourish OF the masters whip
To silence this insubordination on our part, IL
was circulated around the streets OF Portland
that we had made a proposition 10 Holiday to
buy us out, and that, falling, we saw proper TO
make an attack on him. Failing 20 accomplish
anything by this report, Mr. Holidays paper,
the -Bulletin," has turned loose its last gun
and thinks 20 send terror into our camp BY
calling the Farmer" a Democratic organ -
This is too thin. II Mr. Holladay expects to
skulk behind the Republican party and call
persons "DemocraticF - or If he thinks TO crawl
IN the rear OF the Democratic party, and de-
~ ~nOulce az men as Republicans" because they
oppose his heartleSs schemes TO enslave our
people, he shows a weaker brain than we have
given him credit for.
! The Farmers" mission is to advise and
counsel the people as to their best interests; Mr.
] Holladay's business is to fleece them to the
last farthing. We shall continue on in the dis
! charge OF our duty, regardless OF threats, and
we expect Mr.. Holiday to continue on his
present course until he is brought up at a
! "snubbing-pOst" by the people
The genuine ginger pop that sparkles
inthe foregoing is peculiarly refreshing,
whatever may be said of its adap.
liability to the throats of the oeca-
sion. Give us an editor who dares to
speak his sentiments, no matter whose
toes he may tread upon, or whose pet
interests are thereby exposed to criti-
cism. If such an editor is wrong, time
and the public will convince him of his
errors; if he is right, the truth ought to
be told, no matter who gets hit. The
Farmer evihces a spirit of fairness in
publishing an article in the issue con-
tanning the above, signed JUSTICE,
which we are gratified to see.
Wonder if that journal would allow
both sides of the momentous Woman
Question debated in its columns, that
thereby the hundreds of lonely farmers
wives whom it regularly visits, who
have no other journal to read, might be
able to form some correct estimate as to
the legitimate object of the movement 4?
We shall see.