Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1882-09-05
1.-THE Tyrant' Malone. -

AAV 0AO M0uUu6."
USED TO DESIGNATE A
UNITED STATES SENATOR FROM v1R-
GINA, IN A COLoRED REPUBLICANS
STRONG APPEAL TO HIS BRETHR-nN-
"sHAJ.L WE BE SLAVES TO THIS. sA-
TRAP ?"-"wILLIAM MALONE Is A
TRAITOR TO THE CAUSE OF LIB sRTv,,
THE WRATH OF DELUDED ,,nrrr1.
CLANS MADE MANIFEST IN B, JRN1Ne
WORDS OF PROACH-R. d. REcK.
LEY's TERRIBLE ARRAIGNM EMIT
To the Cotored Republicans of Vsrgi mia
address this letter to you because 7
am a negro like yourselves. Under the
domination of the white man for two
hundred and fifty years, We have been
sorely tried as race, bot h in the honrs
of personal and politica 1 slavery. Both
were oppressive and wrong. God. in
His power and wisdo m. struck from onr
limbs the shackles which had honnd
our manhood for many wears. and for
which we ought 60 thank Him devout
~. Our former: masters found 0the,
means to '.fnue their prosecutions,
we nave been since the DAYS of our
t,Ae victims to political pro-
scrlptlon and persecution from those
who ought to have been our dearest
frlends, our former owners. AS race.
ana s.t the time when their families and
were left at our mercy, we for
GOT the wrongs we had withstood. and
!lRe devoted people we preserved the
latter and protected the former. We did
right, and for doing the right we ask nc
credit. but only Justice. In the wal
which resulted in our liberation vast
sums in treasure and thousands of hu
man lives were sacrificed. Shall we
prove recreant to the trust which these
sacrifices left in our charge? answer
for myself-never
The Democratic party of Virginia has
ever since the war aimed its
SHAFTS OF TYRANNY
direct at US, and but for the shield which
the Republican party placed in ou1
hands, and which we have defended so
heroically we would have been buried be
meath the waves of a political sea. But
three short years ago there appeared
upon the stage transmogrified actor.
From the chief actor in scenes of carnage
and blood. in which our people were
the victims, this man appeared, pro.
claiming himself worn out with the
part he had played. Gorged with the
deep hued blood of negro victims, which
failed to bring him power, he appeared
IN the role of the defender of our rights.
He has been more successful in this last
character. Failing in his appeal to the
white race of Virginia to place the
CROWN OF POWER
upon his head, William Malone asked
at our hands that which had been denied
him by the more intelligent men of our
State. Well he knew that he must Of
fer us an atonement for the past, and
that he must bring forth fruit meet for
repentance. He came with professions
OF deep repentance, fresh from the
scenes of fraud and outrage, and we &C.
cepted his prefer in good faith. We
placed the sceptre of power in his hands
dripping with the blood of our people;
his conscience we believed had goaded
him to acts of atonement. His fertile
brain had Matched all manner of tortures
for you and me. He it was who had
stolen Republican liberty in Virginia,
and delivered her, bound hand and foot,
to his tyfant associate Walker. To him
more than to all other men are we in
debted for the outrages and wrongs that
followed our Acknowledgement, and
which we have borne so patiently. Had
he a thousand lives, and each one could
exist thousand years, and were he to
devote them all to efforts to undo the
wrongs of the past, they would not atone
for 1.-THE of the blood of the victims of
his
COWARDLY CONDUCT.
The hopes of the confidIng negro
were raised as in his humble cabin he
thanked God for this convert from blood
tyranny to peaceful liberty. Surround
ed by difficulties of gigantic proportion,
cautioned by our political associates to
beware of this modern saviour, dis
couraged by prOclamations from the
White House at Washington and halls
of Congress, we came from the field and
cabin, from the swamps and forests of
Virginia. and gathered around the bal.
lot. boxes, into which we tremblingly
dropped our atom of power that, con-
denced, made
MALONE THE TYRANT
that he is. We have lived to see the
fruits of our efforts.
This actor, who three years ago came
pleading for our help, has changed not
only his garb, but is playing another
character. Grown to- gigantic proper
tions. he struts upon the political stage,
waving our black sceptre of power, and
bids as kneel at his feet as cravens
might. Shall we kneel as he bids do. or
shall we snatch from his once bloody
hands that insignia of power that we
81 nd 10
station from which we rescued him
strike another and final blow for liberty
hear your answer as it comes up from
the fields and patches of the East 1
hear it as it comes rolling along the val
leys and is echoed from the mountains
of the West,
"WE WILL BE FREE"
Evidences are fast accommodating and
gathering together that William Malone
is now traitor to the cause of liberty.
He has, with our aid, Embossed us from
the chariot-wheels of the many political
despots, only to chain us to the jugger-
naut of his own train.
We must not and will not be crushed
by this traitors treason. Believe r.
my people, when tell you ths+ :. =.
with US now to redeem oursr' voc ~ -
that we have dangers r.. avoiT anu
greater and more des.s ructive thsn thnaa
from which we Lave escaped. -Mahone
VIII be your master and you Will be his
slaves as sure as you fail to stand bv the
rights you have acquired this fall. He
has put candidates in the field every.
where lp Virginia, who know of his
treason, and they will call upon YOU to
invest them with power. I warn YOU
that if you vote for one of them, Won
vote for Trojan horse within which is
hidden the form and features of the
tyrant Malone.
have neither the time or space to tell
you of the
TRATING
every where upon our old, true. and
tried Republican friends. 1t would
take volumes in which to record them
but everywhere and all around US lie
the mangled remains of those who in
the days of Mahone's blvody outrages
stood as mighty breastwork, behind
which We could gather our little ones
and cry for protection. Shall we desert
hem now, and for this new and false
god? I know that people. who can,
Is we do, love even our old masters, who
n the days of slavery did us great