The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1877-01-10

gloom. Here and there hopes, like tapers.
flicker. Men are meeting TO consider the
curse that Jehovah, in his inscrutible provi-
dence, has permitted in the shape of radical
ism to fall with blighting effect upon the
country. What of the night? is the cry,
and the response comes back: Fly TO the
ballot-box. Ho, freeman, seek for the pal
ladium OF your liberties and there like
Spartans at Thermopyle, rescue them or per-
ish. But from out of the darkness comes
the response: In November, 1876, the bal
lot-box was our hope, our strong defense
against the encroachments of radical thieves
and despots. We flocked to it by millions
We triumphed-a majority of more than a
quarter of a million of votes attests our de-
votion to the ballot-box and a government
by the people. But over that declared will,
fraud and perjury, aided by military power,
hope to triumph, and the darkness of tyr
amy is setting in upon the country.
Whittier now? Call the people together in
their sovereign capacity. Let the uncrowned
kings of America deliberate, and then pro-
claim their decision to the world-and this
has been done. But conspirators are still at
work
The concentration of troops goes forward
still. Perjuries, Hanged and poisonous, are
everywhere flying on their mission Of dis
cord and tyranny and death. Morton. upon
whom the Almighty has set his seal of dis
pleasure, the incarnation of hate and the
devils yicegerent in the senate aided by
such imps Of the cloven-footed fend as
Chandler and Cameron, drives straight on
in the defense of the vilest combination of
infamous men the world has ever known,
and with brazen defiance challenges truth
! ard right to contest with fraud and des-
potism. They have built the imperial throne
with broken constitutions, wrecked courts,
violated laws and debauched ballot-boxes,
and, hanked with bayonets and re-
turning boards, they defy the people. Now,
what of the night? Harkl The alarm bells
are ringing. Thank God the people are
awakening from their SAUNDERS and their
| dreams. \ voice comes from Louisiana,
| giving assurances that a ray of light has
penetrated the gloom. The occasion is
| StdAu- n cthlc II dsccElillS hcT rights. All
hail to the heroine of the sunny
south, PROSTATE so long, now rising,
crowned with halo of heavenly beauty.
| Her victory inspires courage. Coming up
out of the wilderness leaning upon the con-
stitution and in the righteousness of her
cause, more terrible than an army with
banners. What of the night? Brighter
| skies-the darkness is fleeing away-the sis
terhood of states will join hands and vel
come the dawning. The constellation OF
states without missing star, will again re-
volve in its sublime orbit around the consti-
tuition. The tremor Of doubt is giving place
10 confidence. Men, brave and true, are
stepping to the front. Kneeling at
/ the shrine of freedom, they are
swearing that the conspiracy to rob
them of their inalienable right shall
not succeed. What of the night ?
A sacred reverence for constitutions and
law is seen and realized. 4 determination to
| perpetuate the independence secured by the
illustrious men of the past century is every
where observed. Through this ordeal OF
darkness it may have been well TO sub
ject the American people, but they are
coming forth purified. The night is passing.
Day is breaking. Truth will triumph OIL
build mausoleWm for her votaries as endur.
ing as the stars