Birmingham state herald., 1895-11-24
BARTEMUS IN ARKANSAS.
What He Thinks of the Coantry-Arkansas Polities-Free Silver Leads-Delghted
 With Johnstoa's Candidacy
New Triekem. Ark. Nov.


 I To the State Herald
 l am in the state of stoothpicks" and
 bears. but tie people are as miid-nah-
 nered as Colonel Craig and Mayor Up-
 church of dear old Tr1ckem. and as an 1 iilustration of the high state of eulight-
 enment in Arkansas l will state that the silver craze" has the state by the
 umbilieus. That is a plain statement
 of the political status of the state. Gold bugs do not greatly abound in 1 Arkansas, and they don't crow much over 1 republican victories They simply say.
 eI told you so."
 Candidates for congress are being can | vasse5 and their name is legion. They 1 comprise June bugs, horn bugs and pos sibly some road bugs, but nary mention | is made of a gold bug
 If there be a gold bug seeking office | he is wingless and makes TO buzzing | music, but is working in the dark like
 the bed bug, only (unlike the bed bue)
 he don't get there.
 Since the last cyclone that tore the 1 democrats all to flinders the gold-bug | democrat is beginning to think what l have l done? Betrayed my party and | for whose benefit?"
 i Doubtless the same reflections embit-
 tered the last days of Benedict Arnold, 1 and they would have played the same 1 joke on Judas Iscariot, but Judas l couldn't stand the pressure and set a i good example by knocking him out. We are having delightful weather out here in Arkansas. and the air is as soft l and balmy as the gentle yespers that l sigh around sweet Trickem, ioyelieSt | village of the mud.
 l People here are pretty much as they are in Alabama. There are some arsto- 1 crats Cboth genuine and codfish), a few l braanless dudes, many plain business men, numerous noble farmers, scores of I nicrQarS md fpar md pnDt1Iifoe The world here in Arkansas can be l simmered down, as elsewhere, into three 1 classes, the good, the bad and the popu- | ltes.
 There is here quite variety of whis- ky, but, as in Uniontown, the rot-gut | predominates-all grsvitating, however, l between the good" and the best" am not indulging to any great extent | in the flowing bowl, for being a stranger 1 l can't stand them off like I did poor | Schuller and 'Lias Cohen in Uniontown. 1 besides l am playing the pious dodge | out here. If I should run short on funds 1 you needn't be surprised on hearing that I I had turned Baptist preacher and was l raising a blue funk under Satan's nose I and robbing him of sinners and gold bugs by the shoal.
 The American Protective association
 is out here in small force, but so are the l Catholics, and there is little doubt that 1 the old northern church will grind the 1 political assassins into powder. We have three papers weekly and one l daily. The Argus has taken a new de- l DartureFin southern journalism It has | column devoted to the amenities of so- | cial life among the niggers. It is quite entertaining if not amusing l to read among the social events that l Miss Arabella Mink is visiting Miss | Squashella Pole-de-Cat; Col. Julius | Skunk-eye will soon lead to the hymen- | ial altar Miss Nanafalia Coou-Min, and | the Rev. Annanias Crab Hog has been l carrying on successful revival at Pis- l gah church in Funky Hollow. Brother 1 Grab-Hog is always welcome among us, I for he brings together large congrega- | tions, whose prayers and out-stinks as- 1 cend to the throne of grace like cloud l of incense. When Brother Grab Hog | holds forth the devl fees in disgust to i the lower regions to take sulphur bath l This is high kick over Alabama jour l nalism, and l shall post Bob Lovelace, so | he can tumble to the racket in the Cane | brake Herald
 l Cotton crops here are sorry, but corn l is good, and, like in Alabama, some fel- | lows have got it in the neck on cotton. Arkansas is a mighty nice country, | but her mental standard has not reached l the altitude of Trickem. I have not yet found so wise man as Mayor Cap Up- | church. so intellectual a statesman as l Col. Bob Craig or a cotton buyer of the | splendid nerve of Capt. Abe Frank. | But then you must consider that | Triclem was a seat of learning before | Arkansas was discoverd. It was a great pleasure to me to see the | name of Capt Joe Johnston for governor l floating to the breeze from your mast
 head. Even here in Arkansas, the dem l ocrats, knowing his merits, are wishing | him God-speed.
 The John Sherman roosters that have | been growing over the defeat of Hardin | in Kentucky will not have the same sort | of picnic in Alabama.
 l Joe Johnston represnts the simon l pure democracy, and he is the old blue | hens chicken that is going to get the | people together.
 The gold bug that attempts to knife | him, like Carlisle did Hardin, is commit | ting political suicide Grover does well | to shelve Carlisle on the supreme bench. l silver craze" in Kentucky the judgment | day is the only thing that will ever get | him together again.
 | Joe Johnston is Alabama's coming | man, and his loyalty to democracy and | the people will bear him aloft far above the mean attacks of dirty mud singers l like the Advertiser and Register. We caRt whip the republicans with a | gold bug. We can't even fight them with
 one, any more than we can fight the dew | il with fire.
 The all-absorbing issue of the day Is | the money question, and what's the diff | ference between Bob Moseley and Dick | Clarke on that issue?
 | see in the papers that poor Kolb has | been bulldoZed and tied to the wheels | of the money devils chariot. With all poor Reub's political heresies. on the | one subject of silver he was always solid, | but alas, he has lost his only redeeming l quality, and Is now indeed a dead cock
 in the pit.
 Reub's example serves a good purpose | in showing the weakness and want of | stability that characteriZes the leaders | of the popuiites.
 The Jeffersonians having now lost their | Moses will rally to the standard of Joe Johnston. for for one, will never believe that true southern men as they are will | consent to be the tail to a nigger kite l. While here in Monroe county am the guest of Capt. D. H. Smith, a most genial | and clever gentleman, and I am going | down to his plantation in Lee county for
 the express purpose of killing a big
 buck deer and a dozen wild turkeys. If
 I don't miss the buck will bring you his
 horns.