The Greenville times. [volume] (Greenville, Miss.) 1868-1917, 1877-03-17

tVfA tAtC WV OItroh> AlAAcS.
We rise to inquire, where was
Casey then? The boy, oh whore
was he? Brother-in-law Casey,
him Of the convivial front and
Arcadian lisp. In that hour Of
fate, when Empires was a-fallin'
and dysenteries crumblin," and fat
Offices being divided out among the
boys, where was he? As for HIM
self he bore himself with becoming
modesty. He said not much, and
when among US beaiucd Is merrily
and as harmlessly as of yore. One
would as soon suspect a wool sack
Of harboring . plan or having .
policy other than going . fishing
with lot Of jolly old buffers and
having no end of fun. Yet in spite
of this he was madc the focus Of .
mighty mystery, . pillar Of fire
moving around through the glo6m,
q Paladin battling for Louisiana
aud q seat in ihe Senate beneath
tho Hgis Of the kitchen cabinet, .
deliverer staying the hands Of
Grant by his intervention and o
lot Of other things SO abnormal In
Casey that popular breath was
hushed in awe while his name was
never uttered save in tenderness
aud hope. Yet his battle II over,
his troops disbanded, he 10 no lon-
ger q brothcr-in-law Of the Admin
istratioM. A. o dclivcrcr he seems
to have died before he reched the
promised land ; 40 . senator he 10
not . recognizable possibility; he
hovers inthe gloom Of . Washing.
ton dispatch in doubt whether to
wink out with the irrevocable past
or to bulge ahead through the Il
limi.able future. That Casey was
to do something 10 most certain (;
that something was to be done for
him is "apt and Of good credit"
that he has done anything 10 . CO.
nundrum we would like to have
solved; that anything will be done
for him is q proposition for the
marines to ponder.
The crisis eliminated and Casey
didn't; the hour was OH time, but
the man missed connection. We
have no senator yet; we hsve no
delivercr In tho person of Casey.
We stand TO lose our brothcr-in.
law, our mediator and our col
lector at one sweep.
frankly now there Is q deal Of
humbug In this world. We soy II
as between man aud man, but
humbug doth plenteously abound.
Think how long Casey dwclt
among us hero without our sus-
pccting him Of any but . lowly
and acqrisitive turn Of mind. We
met him IN our daily walk for
years and years, and the thought
of him as the central figure Of .
situation never once occurred to
the most nimble fancy of us oil.
We saw him pass, large, heavy,
and slow, and II no ever engen-
dered o reflection II was to the
effect that he was the mysterious
and inexplacable product Of his
brother-in-law. Yet no sooner did
Casey mount his dead-head ticket
for Washington, and there pro-
cecded to hob-nob solelnnly with
the Louisiana agents and ombas-
sadors, than awful rumors trickled
out of Cascy's efforts, and Casey's
saving grace aud Of the requital
which o grateful people ought to
shower on his person. It was said
that Casey was the man to be pro-
pitiated, that destinios were hang
ing on Casey's little game. The
newspapers were invoked to say
nothing that by any possibility
could offend, but on the contrary
to coddle and make much Of him.
There has never been anything
like II. We soy 1t reverently, but
with an intrepid calmncss, we
doubt II there ever was q bigger
thing, even before the war.
And now the show IL over, the
curtain rings down, the lights are
given over TO the inexorble supes,
and a smell Of peanut shells and
musty sawdust fills the air; and
again we rise to the previous qucs-
tion, "Whcre 10 Casey now :" win
some one answer not by refer
ring US to tho winds, nor yet to
the fishes Of the sea, but seriously
and catcgorically. We really want
to know what he did, where
he is now, and what, If anything,
he Is to do hereafter.
As the car sped up Shawmut
avenue his arm began TO steal
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