The New Orleans bulletin. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1874-1876, 1874-11-06
An Editorial OthellO,
I'D. p. in Warrington Capital. ]


We know of few pursuits so forlorn as &C
counting for political defeats by partisan
editor, SO as to comfort his readers. We hav
in this blessed free land of ours heavy re
serve. varying from one-tenth to majority Q
the voters, and on this reserve the plucky ed
itor draws, with conclusions that are com
forting in the extreme. The most noted In
stance of this kind is an intelligent gentleman
by the name of Bloss, connected with the
Cincinnati Enquirer. For twelve years this
indomitable man Of figures and Democracy
has been accounting tor defeats in such 8
manner as to make the defeat superior sort
of victory.
Bloss mad come to be considered q ready
reckoner. It was his specially to account fol-
disaster 50 Is to prove the Democracy that il
was in fact q victory. When, therefore, at mid
night he sat at hi table on the second Tuesday
in October, with the thronging multitude hall
drunk with joy and bad whisky about him,
Bloss was bewildered He sat with the vir-
ginal white page before him, sharpened pen
ell in his hand, and he awaited in vain those
stunning defeats, out of the bowels of which
he was wont to bring success.
"What yer got to say to it?" cried red
faced Democrat full of that Western finance
which generally comes in jug.
81 am waiting to hear from the Logan dis
trfct, responded Bloss II can show that il
we have q full vote we can beat Lawrence any
time" @--
Lawrence is beat" cried reporter.
Bloss twirled his pencil in an absent
minded way for q moment, then Frightening
up, said: "Well, let me hear from the West
ern Reserve I can show any time that the
Western Reserve is Democatic by 10000 ma
jority if"
",The Western Reserve has all gone to
pot" shouted q sub, rushing in with tele-
gram.
Bloss rose from his chair, deliberately put
away his pencil and paper, and pulling his
plug over his intellectual countenance, strobe
out. He walked through the roaring multi
tude, unheedng the blazing rockets, the bon
fires and the mouthing cannon. Entering
Aug's, he seated himself at table.
Lager, Mr. Bloss :" asked waiter.
"No, sir" responded the man of bad wri-
ting and the brilliant figures. "No, sir, this
is case that calls for liquid nitro-glycerine
Othello's occupation is gone. am Othello-|
not jealous, nor an American citizen of Afri-
can descent. But my occupations gone. Had
Othello taken to whisky, good old rye or
he would not b ave made such duff
Ter of himself as to suffocate Desdemona and
ouncture his corpus. Young man, fetch
)thello Bloss Of the lost occupation some
whisky"
About an hour after one of the successful
candidates found Bloss in tears.
"Why, Blossy, whatyer bout; airyer so
Trunk yer don't know we've whopped 'em ?
Me friend" responded the ready reckoner,
regard me as a wreck, look on me as ruin |
whose corrugated, crumbling front terrifes
he observations its magnifcence solicited, or
words to that effect For twelve years, twelve |
ong years, Aphonse-have 1 calculated VIC
DRY out of defeat And now comes victory, |
victory; and oh ! me friend, the
igures remain the same. That id nom
citing population remains, and tomorrow
morning Dick Smith will show that it should
ave been Republican triumph. Me friend,
would hang mesef were not opposed on
rinciple to capital punishment. What can
70 but get drunk and weep?" s'e
And SO the ready reckoner rolled under the
able q melancholy ruin.
The next morning Richard Smith, true to
'loss' prophecy, drew on the non-voters, and
chieved famous victory for the Republicans