The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-07-29

lusions passed away fellowship started
afresh; men cast the beams out of their own
eyes and kissed the notes out of their
brethrens. The last day of Grants administra-
ton was the greatest of all A set of hungry
ofhce-seekers were ready to begin another civil
war, and both parties rather hoped there would
be fight Grant stood between. and his name
was might. He had tried every kind of man in
his administration. He took George William
Curtis, and gave him civil-service opportunity,
but there was not enough man about Curtis to
have even gratitude. The moment he ceased to
give Curtis something conspicuous Curtis ceased
to have interest in Grant. Grant took Mostly
the poor outlawed guerrilla, and gave him the
exequatur of the United States. He took Long
street, who had so cruelty assailed his flank in
the Wilderness, and made a gentleman of him.
and restored him to loyalty and authority. What
wonder if he did indulge the idea of another
| term Of office. when so many thousands expected
it Of him, and fattered him with that hope? If
you take the human nature out of Grant you
take the true greatness out of him. His errors
ms weaknesses, are necessary to the full
ness of his character. In some respects he
was an inferior man. Lacking in imagination,
he lacked that thing which puts the hue upon
the Hover Yet, when shall we have another
Grant, How often in future years will people
reeur to this mans mistakes as the humanizing
elements about him2 He went abroad to see the
world Nothing unnatural about that The
world wanted to see him. And so he returned
to his own country with another kind of reputa-
tlon, and his friends again put him up for PreS1
dent. A great deal is said about what would
have happened if he had been elected but / can
see that nothing would have happened. There
would have been Grant three times President
Poor and human Grant
Then his sons, who had been brought up in
another generation, among different associations,
tempted the retired public man into business.
He and they failed, but so has an old skinfint
like Garrison; so have the sons of Emo, one of
our most conservative merchants and citizens;
so has Willard, who created so many of the pres
ent humbugs. The sum and residue of Grant
are neither greater nor less than those of almost
any man of great career.
The Duke of Wellington recaptured Spain and
Portugal and delivered Napoleon up to his
jailer, and lived to see his windows broken in
Apsley House. and died at last praised by the
poets, but disliked by the multitude General
Grant became victim to the very people who
are now deriding his latter days These fellows
who are printing bonds and selling them to the
people assume to be Grants critics. They made
money and Grant lost his. They wonder that
Grant was deceived. How happy some of these
men would be if they were once honestly de-
ceived and brought back to human nature by
submission and suffering! There comes a time
when the highest career lies feebly upon its last
couch and counts its pulse and knows that the
doctor is merely the happy. In that last day
which impends over every person we may have
reason to thak God for our mistakes which
brought us to likeness of Him who was also
Knocked and whipped and slandered. The most
hideous picture in life is man who never had
any back-sets, but died undeplored because he
was perfect