West Feliciana sentinel. (St. Francisville, La.) 1876-1877, 1877-03-24
THAT INDICTMENT.
Washington Capital. |

The Administration has had q panic
The Administration has had every other
disorder known to humanity, and the
panic closes the catalogue.
At about twelve minutes past ten n.
m last Monday-we like to be particular
in our dates-a hack was observed to
stop under the pOrtico of the Executive
Manson and from it emerge the venerable
Senator Hamlin. The hack, that is
known as Il night-lincr, being 4 cheap
conveyance and therefore within the
reach Of the venerable Hamlin's personal
economy, moved on, and the senator am
bled into the White House. The venera-
bic senator was evidently agitated. He
carried a copy of THE CAPITAL, and it
shook with the nervous twitching of his
hand, while his aged swall. tail Tapped
its forked cxtremities with unusual vio-
lencc.
The venerable Solon asked for the
President with a husky, trembling voice,
and when shown into the presence of the
Administration he was evidently startled
at it's calm exterior; for the Adninistra-
lItI SlOOl Ill d lIOCA
and smoking Il huge cigar, as usual. The
ancient half of senatorial Maine wiped
the perspiration from his dome of thought
as he laid aside his old silk plug.
''Mr. PRESIDENT" I've asked, 'have you
seen yesterdays CAPIrALF'
'.Nerer see the da mned thing,' respon-
ded the Administration, putting a volume
of smoke into the senatorial countenance
before him, that caused the aged "Be-it-
enacted to snecze and cough III the most
violent manner.
''WelI, Mr.. President,' continued the
venerable party, as soon as he could
wrestle himself out of the sutfocation,
.'this thing has gone far enough; this
has got to be stopped.,'
"Louisiana ?" asked the President.
''No, sir. worse, sir--pcrfectly damna-
BILE 1 may say Mr.. President, without
being open to a charge of profanity, that
this is dalnnabe-"
"Well, bowl on,' said the Administra-
ton, with that tcrseness of expression so
peculiar to it.
Whcreupon the aged and excited party
sat down, opened THE CAPITAL and read
with husky voice our editorial headed
.'The Beginning of the End.' AS he read
the countenance of the Administration
darkened. His brow corrugated until 1t
rcsembled II galvanized iron roof. He
pulled at his cigar like locomotive on
an upgrade. He rung the bell until the
SwnrnI
said:
"Fetch my Cabinet''
This order, uttered as if he had said
'fetch my carriage" "turn on the gas,
"orter dinner" scemed to be the usual
style, for the servant only bowed and
hurried ont In few minutes couriers
We're dashing over town with hurried
summons to the constitutional advisers
They responded at once, in old depart
ment landaulets, in hacks, carriages and
on foot-the seven wise men OF Wash
ington.
First appeared Don Cameron, the edu-
Gated stupidity of the Camerons.
Then our beloved old Sartline of the
state Department, put in an appearances.
1t was rosy appearance-the gathered
vintages of eighty summers purpled in
his intellectual face. He takes on moro
and more the appearance Of retired
butler, as the time approaches for his re-
turn to the family vault upon the Hud-
son.
After came the paternal Taft, his
smooth, benevolent countenance beamlng
with gentleness, with the mild calmness
of Il cowpen in an early summer morning.
He strobe in on his long legs, and hing
ing Oh his legal center, clasped his hands
upon the rounded digestive apparatus
that is so marked in his judicial figure,
and began twiddling his thumbs, which
movement always indicates that the pa
teri.ai Taft is rejecting.
The burly Zachariah, the great Mlchl-
gander, rolling in, sat down on Senator
Hamlin's old hat and upset an inkstsnd