The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1888-04-05
THE SOUTII'S ENEMIES.
Arp Says Something About ingalls, and
Sherman.


Arp Says Something About Ingalls, and
Sherman.
1t is curious how our thoughts run away
and meander around and then come
back and take new start. They will do
this in spite of US and we wonder how
they got away off from the matter we
were thinking about. But there is
always some PROPAGATION or they
woulden't go. 1 was ruminatipg about
Senator Ingalls, and his great learning
and scholarship and wonderful gifts as
an orator and thinker. was wondering
how he could prostitute those talents to
the low.down, mean, contemplate busi.
ness of slandering the South and manu-
featuring willful and malicious lies about
our people. Then I thought of John
Sherman in the same connection and it
seemed to me a monstrosity that men
should have such brains and the devil
control their hearts. How is that? 1
asked little boy one day what kind of a
dog that was that was following him and
he said "that dog is half terrier" "What
is the other half?" said I. The boy
looked surprised and hesitated as he said,
nothing but dog; I reckon" And that
is the trouble with these great men who
are so mean. They are one-half terrier
and the other half dog. I was travelling
not long ago with Sanford Bell, the rev.
erend veteran of all conductors, and some
consequential darkies demanded that
the white men should be expelled from
their car. Sanford said, "well, that is all
right. They must go if you say so," and
so he politely invited us all out, and we
acquiesced with good grace; but there
was curious looking, measley pided,
ginger cake fellow, who didn't vacate,
and one of the darkies hunted up San
ford and complained that there was still
one man left. Sanford went back and
inspected him. He looked inquiripgly
at his face, and the back of his head, and
the shape of his feet, and finslly address
ed him and said "My friend, are you
white MANI" "Naw," said the mongrel.
"Well, what are you?" said Sanford.
"A1e mudder .Portugee and me fadder
nagar," he said. Sanford turned SOL
emnly to the darkies and said: "How's
that?" and they subsided.
There are some strange mixtures in
our humanity. Talents go long ways
to atone for rascality and meanness, and
always will, I reckon. Lord Bacon took
bribes, and so some of the greatest minds
in the nation have stopped to iniquity
that would send common man to the
chaingang.
Mercury was the God of letters and
astronomy and eloquence and music, but
he was at the same time the patron CT
fraud and perjury. He wore sandals to
keep his footsteps from being discovered.
He stole some oxen from Apollo and
when the theft was proved on him he
went to playing on the lyrs and his
music so delighted Apollo that he let
him keep the oxen. And just SO these
modern men like Blaine and Ingalls, and
Sherman play-the liar and SO tickle the
people with their eloquence that they let
them keep the oxen.
But the late assaults of Ingalls, and
Sherman seem to come more from hate
than policy. We can understand why
the ignorant people of the North still
hate us, but why an intelligent, we'll
informed man should do so passeth all
comprehension.
Now, there is Senator Ingalls,, who,
next to the President, hold the highest
position in the nation. he is braiDy,
polished and rich, and yet like Haman
says: call this availeth me nothing, SO
long as I see Mordecai sitting at the
kings gate" The solid South is his
"bete noir"-his evil genius. The solid
South is sitting at the kings gate. The
South has friend at court. Uncle Sam
is the king, and Haman is somewhere
building gallows. He has been build
ing it long time, and his great misery
is because Mordecai is sitting at the
kings gate.
Never did a people behave more civ
lily, more courteously, more considerate'
ly than has the South since the war. We
have DETAINED nobody, yili6ed nobody at
the North, and have indorsed every
impression and at the same time ten.
dered the olive branch and begged for
peace, and urged our Northern brethren
to come down and see us and share our
hospitality, and yet they continue to
elect to Office the most venomus OF all our
enemies. Now we can hardly believe
that the North wants to hang Mordecai,
but the men they elect to Congress are
actually building gallows. Ingalls, and
Sherman have each got one fifty cubics
high in their back yards.
Let the comedy, so on until the tragedy
begins. 1 was looking over Northern
paper yesterday that abounded in figures
and statistics. 1t gave probabilities oi
the South, and they are astounding
The population of the six New England
States has increased only % per cent in
forty years, while that of Texas has
increased 26o per cent since the last cen
sus. The South is coming rapidly to the
front. Just think of it; 26O per cent in
eight years, and the other Southern
States coming along rapidly. 1t will be
a great while before Haman hangs Nor
decai. He is still sitting at the kings
gate and is biding his time. Grover and
Frances are all right. When Grover