The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1888-01-16

Sentinel was at first tempted to publish the
entire proceedings in verse, testimony and all,
but its aspirations were finally limited to the
following ode. addressed to the judge:
Charge, Judge, charge, charge the jury,
Charge like thunder, charge with fury;
a for s & m snd col Ritter
Wag your judicial jaw,
Give the jury red,eyed law
Sail in, Judge,
Keep up the bang whanging
And when you get through notice how serenely the
jury is hanging"
1t is to be regretted that such magnificent
inspiration to duty was not published in time
for his Honor to avail himself of the sugges-
tons contained in it.
Then General Harrison is pulverized into
million atoms by these scathing lines:
ssTher' is little Ben Harrison
He is smaller than he seems,
He wanted to be Governor,
But was beaten by Blue Jeans,
And when it comes to sEubbin
Little Ben will find
i amt alittle nubbin
OF the sweet corn kind
But then am an e1- Exceilency.
So shoo-fy, little Ben,
And don't you bodder me-
The issues in the coming campaign are
grandly depicted in verses full of glowing
imagery:
'When summer comes again.
With its fre-hies and its 'skeeters,
Its devil darnng needles
And other winged creeters,
Then the Trick-mule Sayre
Decked out in daffodls,
Shall escort his trained ponies
To Benny sunt hills"
When the Republican conference met at
Pfaffiin's Hall, the Sentinel again betook
itself to the muses., and scared into the en-
Az oe
stanza on the Bloody Shirt" was the result
of its visit to the skies:
''What ais the bloody shirt9
Why don't you let it fly?
Give the shirt another frt,
And then the battle cry.
On on with the bloody shirt
Fling it to the gale;
We swear allegiance to the thing;
Gusset, sleeve and tall
How heartless and soullass must that man
be rho, after hearing these tender and delicate
sentiments, does no. recognize the divine
mission of the DemoG 2!
If Milton were alivl as heart would burn
with jealousy to see his own fame grow dim
beside the splendor of verses like the follow
ing:
"Im a statesman of renown-
For statesmen there uses,
They tackle the
Thus the sunt hills of duty,
Far above the fog
tune my harp and sweetly sing
OF Huston and his dog.
For delicacy of sentiment and purity of
diction, read the following:
"You do me proud. Post your bills;
With Benny, I'm the sunlit hills.
Tn ascending upward like rocket,
Aud Benny in my pistol pocket.
III shoot him off, I'll pillow him under,
Certain God makes thunder"
1t is perhaps not hard to determine the rela-
tive proportion of spirits and spirituality
which form the ingredients of the following:
sOh Lord, in thy mercy, give the &. o. D. q rest.
We have played the insane racket for everything
But if that thing can't be done, then think best
To take the &. o. D., Oh Lord. and scoot it up q
spout"
Will our beloved contemporary pardon a
suggestion When ability of this exalted
kind wells up thus inexhaustibly, ought
not the most to be made of itg "Poeta
nascitur non it." Since the Sentiners heart
is thus attuned to the rhapsodies of immortal
song, would it not be better for the whole
allf The subscription list might be increased,
and we promise to be not at all jealous of sue
cess thus attained.
The papers influence with its readers would
be largely augmented by appealing without
reserve to the imaginative and poetical side of
their nature. If Indiana Democrats are