Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1880-10-22
The Republican JuDna,iOn a, Indian.

aPOlIs.
Tho victory in Indiana set the populace Of
indianapolis quite beside itself. They could
not do enough to express their bounding and
Astounding joy. During the day time, accord
ing to the correspondent of the Chicago
Times, tin horns, tin pans, drums, and every
other instrument upon which q noise could
be made, were brought into requisition, and
dozen bands added to the frightful din.
The very street-car mules caught the infec-
ton, and brayed in unison with the shrieking
mass. Speeches, songs and marches varied
the programme as the day advanced, and
when the crowds became uncomfortsbly close
band would strike up lively air, and the
musicians lead the way up and down the
streets Hundreds of men of high and low
degree would fall in line, like boys following
hand organ and monkey, and march around
the block. Bankers, preachers, aud staid old
men of family and dignity, forgot themselves
entirely and became boys again for the mo-
ment. Such a spectacle was never before
seen in indianapolis. The delirious citizens
did all sorts Of ridiculous things il we may
believe the Times correspondent, who asserts
that
One gray-hAired old elder in a fashionable
church stopped street-cRr, and, taking one
of the mules ears tenderly in both hands,
yelled into il, "Hurrah for Porter" The in
telhgent beast responded with an indignant
hee-haw. Another came down town late, and,
on reaching his place of business, complained
that every man in the city had gone crazy.
Every fellow stopped to ask the news sim
ply stood up and yelled at me like maniac, "
he said, petulantly. II never saw so much
mouth in my life
The day tumult, horrible as it seemed, was
like the calm of Sunday school compared
with the hideous uproRr which prevailed at
night A call was published in the afternoon,
asking the owners of every Republican drum
to report on the post-office corner at seven
o'clock This beastly call brought out count
less drums, and excited an cumulative spirit in
the envious hearts of those who did not pos
sess one of these instruments of dreadful tor
ture, and the drums were reinforced by innu-
merable tin horns and kettles and oyster cans.
They were all set going at once, and the re-
suit was the most Rtrocious discord which
ever assailed the ears Of mortal man. AL
the business streets were alive with men,
women and children, all bent on making the
greatest possible noise and spreading it out
over the largest period Of time. The inces-
SAINT hagellations of 800 patient drums in one
block, with a harbarous accompaniment OF
sounds OF every possible degree, combined to
make a racket which must have been heard
| for miles. The scene was one which dehes
description. Excited men rushed hither and
thither, screamed, howled and yelled-yelled
insanely and like idiots. The uproar lasted
for al hour or more, and then the revellert
scattered and bands paraded all the business
streets until midnight, and, after keeping W
the amazing chorus without the recess of q
moment, the city went stark, raving mad
| The women, too were carried away with e1
element, and the shrill pipe Of feminine
treble lent variety TO the heathenish yRwp
| and set of the deep roar of the masculine
baritone TO perfection. 1t was no uncommon
sight to see women tramping along Middle
street behind lot of drums Of unusual tone
The dusky lambs of gentle sex were espe
cially numerous and frisky. They could and
did play on fish-horns with skill and unques
tionable effect. There was no attempt at or
| ganizing regular jollihcation meeting the
| jubilRnt Republicans had not time for that
| They had come down town to exert their mus
Giles and expand their vocal organs and they
did not propose to be repressed and so they
trooped around until their feet were OF Close
to their knees.