Morning appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1877-1906, 1877-06-23
THE HERALD.

The other day at the circus, when that
lamentable mock pageant, " The Grand En-
try" made, We noted that the host was
preceded by certain small retinue of heralds
two or three short-cropped, healthy Irish
lads, honestly earning the small pittance of a
faithful "supe" We were set thinking of
what professional herald's duties are, and of
how he may with propriety one day precede
and announce the Paynim and the next day
the Palmer. Before us is the New York
Herald, and itself confirms notions of
what constitutes the heraldc character. Dur
ing the late campaign for the Presidency the
Herald proclaimed aloud the virtues of Tilden.
1t was strenuous for the election of that Illus
trious usufruct and right hand friend of Gro
min. But the herald's office being done, the
Herald felt no mawksh restraints of CON
science in going right over to the camp of
Rutherford the Good. 1t is now his special
champion. The other night, as all men know,
the fountains of Sammys great grief We're
broken up. He met the Great Unwashed at
the Manhattan Club, (whose members had
gathered to do honor to Ex-Governor Hen
dricks), and lifted up his voice in woe and
lamentation. And now, the Herald, after in
timating that Tilden showed his sore toe with
out even waiting for an invitation, gratuit-
ously and shameessly and to the mortifca-
ton of his friends, says:
When Tweed looked over the papers in
Ludlow Street Jail containing the speech of
Mr.. Tilden we are certain he said to himself
that he would sooner stay where he is than
stand in Mr. Tildens shoes. 1t was once
thought that Tweed and his Tammany brig
ands had given the democratic party so foul a
name that there was no national future before
it. Then arose Tilden, like second Al ax
lebanon amid the darkness round the demo
cratic host, praying for light; nay, storming
Heaven with manly protestations that he and
other unsulhed democrats were ready to do
battle if the clouds of lnfamy were dissipated.
He was taken at his word A rush of light
came for the party and for him-a tidal wave
of it-and the Tammany gang went scurrying
in all directions like clouds before IA wind |
Samuel became the standard bearer He went
to battle He was beaten, and now Ajax
shrinks into a mourning MicaWber. On Tues |
day morning everything was within his grasp |
Now all is lost. The poor party that trusted |
NlIn lie mas SIdDDeu Ill Ine DdCh, anu us car !
cass is now in condition to be given to the |
crows. Very sad After sixty years of vigor-
Gus life, after ruling the nation for thirty-two !
years, placing President after President in |
the White HOuse-men with fibre, all the
way from the Old Hickory of Andrew Jackson
to the Bending Willow of Buchanan-and |
surviving its terrible defeats in and during .
the war, it retained wretched remnant of !
breath to these days, only to be given the
coup de grace by trembling aspen of a man
whom it once believed to be as tough as an
oak and as straight as a sugar pine.
The MORNING APPEAL does not sympathise
with this attack upon man who has fallen
under the adverse fortunes of war. We have
made this reference to point and emphasize
our conceptions of the heraldic character. 1t
is obsequious, super servicable, mendacious,
funkeyish faithful only so long as it finds
employment false, hollow and healtless even
in its faithfulness. And one herald differeth
but little from another Herald in the display
of these characteristics