St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1892-01-04
THE KNIGHTS DEFENDER.

How delightful against the party land
scape is the imagery of WILLIAM HEN
RY EUsrIs, king among boomers and
the Plumed Knights most valiant de-
fender. The Minneapolis Tribune may
find it difficult to explain how it adj
mitted to its columns covert assault
on the hope of the Republican party,
but it owes the public no apology. A
newspaper which by any means has
elected from the tongue of local ora
tor words like those of which the GLOBE
will take the liberty of quoting few
deserves nothing but applause, Its
criticism of Mr. BLAINE may have been
bad politics, but it has brought glory to
Minneapolis and joy to the world. If any
man doubts this, let him listen to what
WILLIAM HENRY EUsrIs has to say:
with pain l read the Tribune" he
exclaims, "and dumb am at its villain
Gus attack on the domestic relations of
our great leader" Could any beginning
be better than that? He does not read
the Tribune with pain, but, after the
style of true bard, with pain he reads
the Tribune. When he declares that he
is dumb, he does not mean that he can
not talk, because he proceeds to talk
over range of many SOU are miles with
volubility superior to the jibes of the
most eXacting. He-simply implies that
he is confounded, s'astonied," as it
were, and that the flood gates of his elo-
quence need not be expected to run
with the full, glad current they would
have carried we're he in proper fighting
trim.
And yet man who can reel off SEN
fences like these has no reason to be
bashful about his shape:
DIR. BLAINE, busy with unfolding and devel
oping the magical ideas that are spreading
worldwide the commerce and power of our
country, to have his thoughts and his sensi-
tive feelings nettled by the sting of pis-
mire in the house of his friends, is outra-
geous and whimsical. Outrageous in the vio
lence 1t does TO every manly and noble senti-
ment in the human breast-whimsical when
you note the mighty contrast between the
man aud his would-be traducers-between
the historical and enduring work to which
the one is giving his best thought and health
in the highest interest and happiness of the
republic, and the low, groveling propensities
and motives of the base-born vampire who
can invent and spread through the public
press so malicious an insult on the most
sacred relations of the peoples most faithful
servant
How long, o Lord, how long must we
submit to these inhuman assaults on the
health and good name of Mr.. BLAINE? Is it
not about time that these sleuth hounds on
the health and character of this ideal public
servant should be called Off? He has been
efficient and chastened as no other man in
public life, and yet still he serves the people
with patriotic fidelity and ministerial ability.
He is dealing with questions of peace or war,
with treaties that shall increase our prosper
ity and establish our honor as a nation in
every land and on every sea.
Is there not some deadly decoction that
will destroy the lice which with vermin mo-
tives insist on crawling over his sensitive
flesh?
What about this, Mr.. Tribune? What
answer do you make to these burning
questions? 1t is not enough for you to
hint that WILLIAM HENRY had just re-
turned from a dinner party before he
began to climb these golden stairs.
What we want is not fiippancy, but in-
formation. Are there not, we ask.
somewhere beneath heavens blue can
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seething iron hot from the nethermost
bowels of Mother Earth. stout enough
to draw the fangs of the Hyrcanian
tigers which with Frankensteinian
ferocity are feaSting on the vitals of
JINGo JAMES? Is it not time, we want to
know, that some insulator were discov-
cred behind which the author of the
MULLIGAN letters will be safe from the
tons of dynamite biilingsgate Cor bill
ingsgate dynamite) which the gentlemen
whom he invites to his dinner parties
keep shying at his sacred head between
each course? Is there not roaming over
the billowy prairies of Minnesota, SUM
bering beside its limpid lakes, or breath
ing deep draughts OF its crystal atmo-
sphere. some brave Roland with horn
blastful enough to request the foul
harpies who are distracting the present
administration in its patriotic efforts to
establish reciprocal relations with Chill
to come off their perch, whether they fly
high DER Himalaya's snow-capped
mouHtain peaks or delve with simmer
ing wings into the boisterous pillows of
the Antarctic sea?
Will you please put all this i'll your
pipe, Mr.. Tribune, and smoke it? And
when you have done SO, let us have
light on these grave metaphysical prob