The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1886-06-18
Cumback or veatch.

To the Editor Of the indianapolis Journal:
Allow remaining member of the old guard to
speak word in behalf of the older members OF
the Republican party. AS the indications null
tiply, amounting already to moral certainty
that we will carry the State ticket, by hand
some majority, and the Legislature, too in spite
of the attempt of the corrupt Legislature of 1885
to disfranchise us, if every county shall put as
good ticket in the field as Marion has, the anx-
iety to be on the ticket increases This is
natural and commendable 1t is no disparage
ment to desire the social recognition that an
honorable Office honorably obtained carries with
it, and there is nothing more vicious than that
clatter Of fools that always speaks contemptu-
ouslyf of office seekers. There is no more
worthy ambition than to seek any Office by
proper means; and to affect to despise those who
do is OF piece with that sickly piety which
stands aghast at the worldly mindedness of the
man who labors to pay his debts and lay up
penny for a rainy day
Young America is to be encouraged and cared
for, but that boys education has been sadly neg
lected who does not occasionally put himself toa
little discomfort in respect to older men. There
are hundreds of talented aud worthy young men
in Indiana who could we'll fill any Office; but
would not our ticket be greatly strengthened by
having at least one man on it who would not
have to be introduced and vouched fort Such
man is Col Will Cumback, or Gen. James C.
Veatch. Their names are household words in
every Republican family, and that too, not be-
cause they have been standing candidates for q
third of a century, but because they were associ-
ated with that galaxy of great and good men,
whose lives are valuable legacies to this COM
monwealth: the Lanes, the Mortons, the Orths,
the Colfaxes, the Bakers. the Joe Marshalls and
the Hackemans who led the successful crusads
against the corrupt Democracy of 1854, truck
ling to the insoent and overbearing South and
the exacring and domineering liquor traffic of
that period-not half as corrupt party then
now, nor any more under the control of the
shareholders of that period than. the Demo-
cratic party of to day is the mere echo of the
unrepentant, upreconStructed, unconquered re-
positories of the most damnabe heresies which
bred the war, as is seen by their enthusiasts
reverence for JEFF Davis the embodiment of all
political heresies; nor half as much under the
lash of their master, the unorganized liquor
traffic of that PERIOD the Democratic party Is
to-day under the complete control of the organ
lied Liquor League of America. In this crisis
we want, at least, one man on the ticket, aud we
want him at the head, who saw service and took
an active part in that crusade Such man is
Colonel Cumback or General Veatch Though
younger than the leaders of that conflict, they
were conspicuous participants IN IT. They sur
vve In the vigor of their mature manhood, wiser
than then, but not less vigorous. Time has
dealt gently with them. They are fully able to
make a canvass and make it ably. Their per-
sonal and political records are unimpeachable on
themselves on that question which is to figure
most conspicuously in this campaign, whether
we will not it figured in that of 1854.
We must meet that question boldly honestly,
aggressvely, as we did then. and to do this ouE
platform and our candidates must give no IN
certain sound.
suppose that neither of these men desires
the Office of Secretary of State. There is moth
ing in it to tempt them. General Veatch is an
unostentatious farmer whose only ambition is
to tickle the soil of his Spencer county acres,
while Colonel Cumback is cultivating the lecture
field, to the qualification and instruction of
thousands, and much to his own pleasure and
profit But neither is the man to refuse to
take an active part in this emergency. Let us
put one or the other of them at the head Of our
ticket There will be rivalry between them
as to which it shall be. each, in this honor, pre-
ferring the other, but neither will mar the SYM
metry of good life by saying no. OF either IL
may be said
One blast upon his bugle horn
Is worth thousand men.
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