The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1880-01-16

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in the same building in which he spoke
last Friday evening. Then he was
Republican among Republicans Last
Friday nine-tenths of his audience were
Democrats, and again he received an
ovation. Upon this point let me quote
sentence or two from leading journal:
an the course of his John Dillon's)
remarks, the Rev. Henry Ward Beecher
entered at the back of the stage, and the
whole audience upon catching sight of
him rose to their feet and enthusiastic
ally app!auded." ,.,-.,.
Mr., Dillon's remarks after this fell
very fiat, and he had scarcely concluded
before loud shouts of "Beecher." "Beech-
er," began to be heard. The Mayor at
length introduced Mr.. Beecher, who
waited at the front Of the platform for
more than minute before the tumultu-
GUS cheering gave him chance of max
ing himself heard. Well, not to dispar-
age Mr.. Prnell's or Mr.. Dillon's efforts,
Mr.. Beecher's speech was the speech of
the OCCASION, ] will quote but thought
from his masterly oration; II
"Well, it is asked, do you then mean
to say that you believe in Irish agita-
ton? l believe in popular agitation of
the Irish question in America, but do
not believe that our Government should
interfere. ! believe that we as com
munity should cry aloud and spare not,
that the Irish people should have better
law and better land tenure given to
them. Do you believe in agitation in
Ireland? do. Do you believe it is
wise and best for them to have insurrec-
tion organized, and armed bodies Of men?
I do not propose to give any counsel on
that subject. But without expressing
any opinion in favor of organized opposi-
ton and insurrection call your atten-
ton to one fact in history: that every
amelioration of the condition of Ireland
has followed the outbreak of violence in
Ireland"
There was no buncombe in all this
Mr.. Beecher had thoroughly matured his
thought, and weighed every idea he ad-
vanced, and he spoke from his heart
lust as he did in the anti-slavery strug
gle. OF course, long before this, you
must have discovered that l am hearty
admirer of Mr.. Beecher. am moi
ashamed to admit that am, and in sc
admitting l am only doing what every
one else in this great city does. Mr.
i Beecher's heart is always right.
From all accounts somebody has taker
hint from similar depredations in Gin
cinnati; for within few days an attempt
has been made, it is stated, to steal the
! body of the Count Joannes from its rest
ing place in Maple Grove Cemetery, some
twelve miles distant from this city, OF
! Long Island. The story is that the
ghouls had as an incentive. an offer ol
$500 for the head of the "crushed TRACE
dian" Well, the cemetery superinten
dent got wind of the affair, and his pres
) ence with force of men frightened of
the grave-robbers, who were in hiding ii
secluded portion of the grounds. Fol
} my part, l do not believe in this story O
: the $500. The skull of the Count might
be worth that amount to Snowman
: but what Snowman would dare ex
!. hibit it? ..
From my own recollections of tn
Count there was nothing about his heac
of sufficient note to render it an object O.
} scientific interest in the matter of it,
brain, and unless the body was to be
shipped West it would not be of any
great value to Medical Colleges, as sucl
institutions in this State are able tt
possess themselves of cadavers without
resort to grave-robbing. So am in
clined to regard the story as fshy o.
rather sensational, and take back tn
reflections made upon the Cincinnati
corps of body snatchers. ,.,...
But the poor Count! 1t only seem
yesterday that l saw poor Jones, gaun
and hollow, draped in his seedy suit 0
black, we'll oiled brown wig, wellworl
stove pipe and frayed out scarf with tn
questionable insignia of nobility dis
: played upon it, pacing up and down il
front Of the Court-houso with law bool
) under one arm and hectic looking bun
die of papers under the other. Once Al
. actor Of note, then an impoverished law
yer, then a crack-voiced actor, the but
and ridicule of the public. Such wa
! the Count Joannes. Let his skull rest i
: peace. CRAs.
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