Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1876-09-22
MIZZER CHANDLER.
How 1ke Has CIutched n Whole
Bunch Of Golden KEYS.
From the New York World].
WASHINGTON, Sept. 8.

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and say truthfully: I am the United
States, why, then, there would be
something really grand about it. There
Is such man. and his name is Zach
Chandler.
1 had occasion to call on Mr.. Chan
| dler and went to the Department of
the Interior. Mr.. Chandler was not
in, and the clerk told me he had inst
stepped over to the War Department.
[ followed Jim there.
/ He Is engaged for a moment with
the General of the army, said one of
| the officials. but will be out directly.
Pray be seated
| L took seat. The door was partly
open and n conversation was going on
| III the lnnee loom in tones at first sup
pressed and earnest, then loud. Final
| ~ heard a sound as if some one had
brought his fist down vehemently on
| the table.
I'll be everlastingly d - d seven hun
dred and forty-fve different ways if
I'll do it. When l was before the
committee [ gave plain enough hint
| about what [ thought of moving troops
down South, and thought you'd take
| 1t. You and Patterson and Spencer
just go and do your own dirty work in
your own dirty way, and don't expect
soldiers to do it. Who's running this
army, anyhow
Then [ recognized the voice of Mr..
Chandler: I am.
But 1 thought Don Cameron was
Secretary of War?
Nominally he is. I've got NO time
to waste. Will you or will you not?
If you will. all right. If you won't
hoy l.
street railroad in st. Louis again.
Fred Grant or Babcockll take your
place any day at half the pay. know
you. but it's got to be done. Yes or
no?
The general of the army groaned.
Don't take on so, my dear young fell
low. I'll prepare the general orders
and send them over and you can sign
them, and after that you can go on
writing memoirs and enjoying yourself
and I'll run the army.
Some conversation in a lower tone
followed, and then Mr.. Chandler walk
ed out, singing merrlly:
Humrsy- dumpSy,
z cha~y Chs ndier's bossed Tecumseh:
Mr.. Secretary! said [.
All, Mr.. Ferguson he replied
Want to see me? Awfully busy, but
meet me a5 the Department of Justice
in half an hour.
In half an hour I was at the Depart
ment of Justice, and announcing my
engagement was ushered into the inte-
rior waiting-room. There was nobody
there but the keyhole. to which I ad- |
dressed myself, first with the eye and
afterwards with the ear. Mr.. Taft and |
Mr.. Chandler were seated by the table, |
and the former agitated and flushed,
the latter calm and confident. Mr.. |
Chandler was speaking:
How about that opinion he said.
I don't know; [ don't know, sobbed |
Mr.. Taft, clasping his trembling hands !
round his old, gray head, and bursting
into tears; but, o, L do wish I had
never left my peaceful home in Gin
cinnati.
So do I. But you will get up the
opinion ? If you prefer it, will send
my coachman over to write it for you,
and save you any wear and tear of your
conscience.
Mr. Taft was still moaning inarticu-
ly into the room, through another
door. and addressing Mr.. Chandler,
said:
"See here, Zach, I've got all due
respect for you as head of my depart
ment, but amt this sort of running it
into the ground-the sea I mean
The House has only given me so much
money for salaries and wages for the
whole year. and if, as you want me to
do, I spend it all in the first three
what will we do then? Be-
sides. this is a case where we can't
cover up our tracks easily.
/ can't write it, Zachary, answered
the Attorney General I've thought it
over and prayed-to Our Father,
which is in the Protestant heaven, of
guidance, and read all the
and cannot write it. To
do so would bring down my gray hairs
with illegality to the grave.
And not to do SO will bring down
your grey hairs with regret, as Grant
said to Belknap under similar circum-
stances, to private life. Why cannot
you write it =?
It is not constitutional. It is not
legal. It is not right. Look at
Evarts' opinion you cannot get round
that. Look at the Supreme Courts
decision you cannot get round that.
Look at the fourth plank in tn, Re-
publican platform of 1860; you can
not get round that.
NV God exclaimed Mr.. Chandler,
and have we thrown away Williams
and Munson for man like this
man who does not know that the whole
duty of an Attorney General is to get
up opinions Why, bless your stupid
soul, if the Southern business was
hot
would I want your opinion for?
Delay there, George NJ. Robson,
replied Mr.. Chandler sternly; just you
20 and do as tell you. If you spend
all the appropriation why there will be
big deficiency bills in December, and
that will show that the Confederate
Congress- pretensions to economy we're
false. If Grant-Hayes, I mean, is
elected, you're 0. K; if he isn't you
are gone up any way, and if the ex-
brigadiers press you hard
Just resign, and then, as our fellows in
the Senate have decided, you can't be
inpeached.
At this moment there was a perfect
Eruption of fuuctionaries, but it was
delightful to sec how Mr.. Chandler
received them all and dismissed each
with a proper answer.
The first man was Tyner. the acting
Postmaster General, Mr.. Chandler be-,
ing OF course the real head of the de-
partment. Mr.. Chandler, he said.
here are those commissions Tor $500
Louisiana negroes as special agents to
investigate the working of the Post
office Department in Indiana and Ohio
IN the second Tuesday in October.
Mr.. Chandler read one commission
and replied with an angry frown: Why,
these niggers are to receive S. day
and travelling expenses from the time
they leave Louisiana till they get back!
Mr. Tyner's knees smote together
and be timidly said: Wh-why, VIII