National Republican. (Washington City (D.C.)) 1872-1888, 1875-09-28

heart. The heartrending story of the gallant
Candy and Thomas has so inundated the
people and destroyed the confidence once har-
bored for the Indians fidelity that they arc
willing to believe almost any rumor of bloody
nature which may emanate from the Black
Hills at the present time. Divide them by
two and you viii be nearer the truth.
There Is something exceedingly touching in
the manner by which Young Mentally Power
full, of the New York Tribune, treats the re-
tirement of Secretary Delano from the Cabi-
net. He seems to have just awakened from
dream; long, dreary, irksome dream; one in
which a hideous nightmare performed very
conspicuous part, by making Young Mentally
Great the subject of its distressing attacks and
the object of its deletsrious influence. He de-
votes one column and seventeen lines TO his
touching comments, and the average reader
will find it extremely difficult to exactly COM
prehend the meaning of the young author until
he pauses to note the fact that "crooked
whisky" occupies the first line of the article.
The charming modesty for which the Young
Enlarged Mind is noted among his immediate
associates crops out in his extenuated editorial
In manner that must be exceedingly crafty
ing to his friends. And the young manlreally
seems in earnest. As the reader passes along
through the respective paragraphs it is start
ling, but at the same time pleasant, to note
the beautiful train of thought couched In ele
giant language and supported by an inexhaust-
ible want of boldness. After having taken
upon himself all the lsurels-faded ones, how
ever-of inaugurating and executing the recent
unpleasantness with the Interior Department,
Young Intellectually Mighty, with magma
nimity which is truly wonderful, twines O wreath
Of evergreen glory about the brow of Professor
Marsh, and gracefully bows in peroration of
moving if not convincing eloquence. But for
some mysterious reason the young man unfor-
tunately failed to stop here. He went further,
and in doing so we are afraid the young author
made a mistake. Amid his manifold and press
ing duties he actually found time to devote an
addenda to the editorial entirely to THE Ma
TIoNAL REPUBLICAN. This addsnda Is also
charmingly interesting, not so much for its
logic and common sense as because Of its De-
culiar grammatical construction and remsrka-
bic flow Of vulgar and naughty words. He
says we are nasty because we have heretofore
quietly remarked that Professor Marsh has
marred his reputation BY slipping too freely OF
the cup that holds the sting and bite, and that
he has been the means of securing the intoxi-
cation of poor, ignorant half breed, and that
he has committed grieyous sins while roaming
in search of fssiliferous remains in the far
West, and that he has suborned perjury by
hiring drunken man to sign an affidavit which
he never would have done in a state of sober
ness. All these things Intellectual Muchness
feels moved to pronounce as nasty. They may
be nasty, young editor of the gin-mill palace;
they may he nasty, but they are trimming full
of eternal truth, and truth, you know, often
troubles the devil more than anything else
And when Bulged Brains had written about
fifty lines of this characteristic stuff, he seemed
to grow anxious TO make a trip to the base
ment for a few moments, rest over a quiet
mug of beer, and SO he hurries off the follow
ing short and sweet sentences respecting the
Professor, for whom he few moments before
constructed q delicate wreath of evergreen
glory: "Thres policies. First, Professor Marsh
was "a Mr.. Marsh, then he was q praying
man. and now . drunkard and 0 debauchee,
and the Lord only knows what beside" That
is fact, young editor; the Lord only knows
what beside; and don't you think it is better
for the Professor that the Lord holds this secret,
young editorl Don't you thinkit would be an |
improper thing for your little children to-oh |
excuse US, young man, for we had actually for |
gotten that you are rusty and hopeless old |
Indeed we had, young man, and |
as for the children, why we WON'T say anything
more about them. But there Is another little |
point in this matter which you forgot to raise |
n your column and quarter of entrancilg |
ogic, and may be you would not object to our |
bringing ID up, but If you should object, and |
We can find it out, you may depend upon IL |
We shall be very sorry. The point we refer to,
young man, is not that gilded gin den which |
you sit on daily, but II is . sin of equal, |
# not greater dimensions. We refer now to /
hose letters which your correspondent sent to |
Tou from the West respecting Indian matters,
and which, not exactly COMFORTING with the |
policy Of continuous classification of your /
journal, you changed bodily, and
hus robbed your name ,whichvas robbed before, /
Of quite all the good it had. Oh, Young /
Mentally Scrumpscious, such mean and sim
full thing as that is not consistent with the |
honor Of true journalist; no, no. The truth /
S thou wsarest. lions hide, young man;
,ome dof 1t for shame and hang q calls skin
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