The Louisiana Democrat. [volume] (Alexandria, La.) 1845-1918, 1874-09-16
HERE AND THERE.

from one, who has lived and taken
pot-luck with us. This comes from
Imperial Berlin, across the big ocean,
in the old world:
Call success to the White Mans
cause, hope the same may carry the
day, victory over negro rule, and rad
icalism. I shall 60 on a big burst,
whenever you inform me of Louisi-
ana's redemption; but to accomplish
it you must be united. Every white
man must 60 in for an honest Govern
ment, put aside all party names, and
60 for honesty and responsibility in
your lawmakers.
Well done! honestly spoken out,
and gladly right here at home, does
Dasher send back good cheer to our
Prussian friend, backed by the good
omens of the present clear skies
ahead. United we stand in united
home cause, and divided we have no
idea of being. Our common enemy
helped by less than a bakers dozen
of unruly spirits already staggers
aahast and cries for his usual last re
sort, blue coats and bayonets, but
that charm is almost broken, and like
burnt powder won't save him!
Election Precincts! Election
Commissioners, all fixed up, all made
up and issued to the world of Rap
ides, and the Police Jury gone and
did it. All right, big improvement
on old radical doings, but Dasher
merely notes it to record that carpet
baggism is still in its pristine purity
with its chiefs and tricksters here
A choice Of one was given them at
each Precinct and right we'll did they
play that same old hand, but may
haps it may turn out misdeal. An
Alexandria negro, in nearly every in
stance, is chosen and sent to the
country Precincts, to represent the
Nations Wards and scent the scene
for the occasion. Dasher, in one of
fancy's flights, sees the special black
trio, sitting officially at Wiley's, La
tanier and Hineston! Wait for the
vehicle and we'll ride together!
-"Dear Dasher, I glory in your
pluck, and trust you will show it in
your next Dashes, and dissect that
convention held in the Court House
on yesterday" Exactly so; such
reads a courteous epistle Dasher re-
ceived on Sabbath morning; better
the day, better the deed, so some old
chap wrote or spoke many years ago,
but right now, Dasher, can't see it
though. he has on his best specs
My friend and fellow-pitcher, Dash
er, is in for the fight for our Parish
Ticket and de bon occur, but remem-
Der he is not the organ, but simply a
war volunteer and wants the General
Commanding to sound the charge,
shout out, come boys, follow me, and
then we will show our hand and play
it too. Dasher's maturity of expe-
rience and general depression in the
fire. eating line, must plead his ex-
cuse for not being first best this
time!
The infamy, which like horse
leech has sucked our very life blood,
though palsied for a few days has
shaken off its death sweat and has
shrieked its last yell, and staked it's
all on the cast Of the last die! En-
couraged by it's masters and leaders
abroad, the home market has caught
the infection and are moving in a
"solid phaladanx' to retain pap and
all its ingredients in poor Rapides.
Dasher is on watch, sees them at
their tricks, and from the Court, the
old henchman of the layout, to the
poorest and meanest of the crowd,
like John Browns soul, are marching
and marching, and may land right
where Brown did! They want troops
here, and negro ones at that, and an
other perjury to their already iron
clad consciences, has been added to
the roll of infamy, to accomplish
their designs. All right, let them
come, have your way once more and
be sure you mean what your actions
plainly indicate, but don't blunder
this time, for in our calculations we
leave no room for mistakes or false
steps, and the result will show that
clubs are not always trumps!
-Caucasia fairly glitters with new
commercial cards, and all about the
Rail Road, whose funeral it chaunts.
First very good for the Fourth Es-
tate, second anything but good, but