Morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven [Conn.]) 1848-1894, 1891-07-03
The Democratic Love Feast.

The Democratic Love FeaSts
When Democrats fall out and Swart-
won't frees his mind without regard to
consequences there naturally arises a
charming state of affairs. Concerning
these matters the Hartford Courant dis
courses as follows:
The sudden changes in politics are al
ways interesting, though sometimes they
are very surprising to those most con-
cerned Here is the genial Secretary
Swartwout of the democratic state com
mittee. His presence served as a daily
benediction to the members of the party
during the legislative session. All through
those dreary days, when their conscienoes
forbade them to anything, they would sit
and look at Mr.. Swartwout, who himself
sat regularly, or irregularly, on the table
in the passageway of the house, and
looked back at them. If Mr.. Swartwout
was absent by any chance, his party would
not do anything; neither would they do
anything when he was present. The i'm
out and his party, suggests itself.
And now they seem to have fallen out.
The party pay Mr.Swartwout So, 500 a year
and in natural and commendable desire
to do something for the money he recently
gave to the world that interview in the
Register of which we have already spoken.
It is full of sweetness and light-light on
democratic methods and sweetness in it's
suggestion of catching the back-town flies
with molasses. But it has played the mis-
chief with the peace of the party and has
helped to bring on the row that it has been
for some time evident the democratic party
| is bound to walk into.
The people of the back towns are asking
about this molasses policy, very much as
| if they proposed not to accept it. The
way to fool Connecticut Yankee is not to
| tell him, first, how you are going to do it,,
and any pleasant words that may come
hereafter, there haven't been any yet, will
| discredit themselves by the very sweetness
that they bear.
Nor are tho democratic papers absolute
| ly charmed with his declarations that
| there is but one real democratic paper in
| the state. Had he stopped there, he
might have been the idol Of them all; but
he recklessly named the one and now the
| others are keenly alive to his lack of per-
| ception and the fallibility of his only
| human judgment.
Meanwhile they are asking what is to be
done. Some suggest abolishing that
| So, 500 Office, and others prefer to have
| some one else draw the salary. Mr.. Pigott
of New Haven, who has been knocked
down and dragged out from the political
| arena oftener than any other man of his
age in the state, has stepped in to see if
| he can't change his luck in this emergency.
He has already poured for the secretary a
libation of the vinegar which Mr.. Swart-
| won't says is not available for the back
| country flies and the pickle is evidently
not yet all exhausted.
incidentally the molasees policy itself
| has been discussed and there prove to be a
good many who are not willing to adopt it.
! They demand that the democratic party, to
prove it's sincerity, call its convention not
by towns, but BY delegates proportional to
towns see what nice people the cities send
| up they will surrender their old-time
| rights with thanks and only mourn that
| the millennium has been 80 long delayed
by the town system of old Connecticut.
| We shall see what we shall see