The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1891-06-13
HON. EZEKIEL BUNCOMBE
soliloquizes in the Privacy Of His Own
Closet.
HE Is HAUNTED by THE GHOSTS AND
FAILURES OF THE PAST,

I ORsSOOOs
HE Is HAUNTED by THE GHOSTS AM
FAILURES OF THE PAST,
But He Sets His Triggers and Takes Hol.
Of The Wires.
To the Editor q the Grenada Sentinel:
Your correspondent having beer
present at Potato Ridge when Hon.
Ezekiel Buncombe delivered his srecens
celebrated address at that place, went
to Mr.. Buncembe's home after the
speech for the purpose OF securing an
interview. Mr.. Buncombe had return.
ed, and | was ushered into his private
studio where / found the old gentleman
in a state Of ecstacy, his eye in ''fine
frenzy rolling" and soliloquizing on
the events cf the day. He was SO much
engrossed that my presence was moi
noticed, 10 ] sat down and took the fol.
lowing in short hand as it fell from his
lips:
THE SOLILOQUY.
Nov once more doth this inordinate
thirst for Office possess my being and
inflame my soul with hot impatience on
to rush in mad pursuit of glory. Yet
| must Bride in mine incliRatiOns. AS
when some eager cOurser, restless,
champs the unyielding bit and trem-
bles on the start, his wary master
checks him still and waits the vantage,
SO must curb me yet awhile mine own
impetuOus spirit and watch to bend &C.
casions to my will. The glamour which
| erst could throw around my sordid
motives to deceive the unsuspecting
eye, hath nov become SO thinly wcrn
with often usage as to bare somewhat
the secret workings of my inner self.
But by show of seeming modesty and
sweetly-sounding platitudes and that
never-tailing smile, SO deftly fitted DER
my crafty phiz, I still can dupe enough
OF fools to serve my need. This day
hath we'll attested that, and proven
how mine artful hand, albeit somewhat
aged grown, hath not forgot its cum
ming.
But to the plan and purpose OF this
present business: I bethink me in tho
past my cunning hath most often over
reached itself. BY undue ardor urged,
I have been oft betrayed to indiscre-
tions which watchful enemy belize,
have treasured up and will faunt before
the people now to mar my cause. Drawn
on by that insatiate hankering, which
hath so often proved the bane Of all my
hopes, l have ever sought to crowd all
other sucklings from the party pap,
and otce my lips were fast upon It,
didst hold like any nursing swine in
greed to drain its sweets. And if it
CHANGED, as it hath done, rotations
ruthless hand did drag me thence, I
have in secret skunk away to nurse at
stranger breasts.
These be the ghosts of murdered
principle which now do haunt my pub
lie walk and ever rise to mock at my
desires. First, I must contrive to make |
them down. And therefore, not rely
alone upon mine own assembling, but
must so conceal myself behind this tin |
sel.trapped and rainbow-tinted phanta- |
sy which at present holds the ignorant |
mind, as that mine own shortcomings
shall be lost to view in its deceptive
glare.
This done, success is mine; for once |
q specious folly takes a purchase on the |
public fancy it brooks no opposition,
but will the fonder hug its idol and
honor all who laud it. This done. shall |
be dubbed ''deliverer" by the horny
handed and hold them puppets to my
will. I shall have them fondly believe |
that I can 80 ordain it they may neither
toll nor spin, but stretch forth their
idle hands and fill upon the abundant
store Of mine exhaustless providence.
Methinks now can Sue their maudlin
tears roll down their soil stained cheeks
In muddy trails a. I do fill their CRATE
lul hearts brim full with promise.
Tis true such act will breed discor-
dant strife; disrupt the state and cour-
age frightful terror to usurp the reign
of meek-eyed peace. 'Tis true the pur-
blind dolts unwilling drive to self-de-
,truction. All this is true Yet
naught boots its truth to q callous soul
bent but upon its own contents.
Naught boots It's truth 80 attain the
Iummit Of mine own desires, where in
'afety may look with peace upon the
'uin ! have wrought below. So I do
his, then perish state! for in thy death
nothing lose; then perish party! for
hou hast no more to offer II thou will
I'd; then perish people! ye driveling tools
Il mine ambition, for ye will be far hap
,ier dead than living, but to reap the
.ue yourselves have sown." |,
Here the venerable statesman came
0 pause and your correspondent con-
luded it best to retire, whereupon he
Tipped through the door and fed post
- SOLOMON SEEALL, L
Geu1 Campaign Reporter. !
A COLORED VETERAN.
Steven McBeth was In line on June Sd q
nth his Confederate badge. Steven 4
Dllowed the fortunes and was the SER
ant Of General Robert Lowry during
he entire war. He was wounded dur 9
ng the Georgia campaign and sent to t
be hospital atssMontgomery. Steve re- I
urned home with the General and re- /
,ained with him until he was married,
,hen the General gave him o lot, lum-
er, etc., to build q house, and present.
his wife with her tableware, etc. q
[e was commissioned by Gov. Powers, 1
Iajor Of Regiment Of State troops. +
Major McBeth has a nice home; does {