The Red Cloud chief., 1895-03-15

ator's, but by the time this is priptCt
no doubt it can do him no harm.
Senator Quay is in some respects t
senatorial end man Of this congressional
olio. He is the gravost looking man on
the floor, and q stranger expects to hear
the deep bass of Daniel Webster when
Mr.. Quay rises to address the chamber,
but instead of that "a little thin Punch
and Judy voice squoaks out upon the
still air like tho spontaneous statement
made by a mouse with its tail shut in
the door.
While still referring to tho senate,
permit me to close with q copy of an
editorial taken from Tho Roman Punch
IN c before the Gridiron club last
month before Mgr. Satolli, late Of Rome.
1t is against the rules Of the club to re-.
port any of the speeches made there,
but a special permit has been issued in
this case by President Stevens, and it Is
published at the request of Mgr. Satolli.
1t shows conclusively that the press
criticised the Roman senate as freely as
our own newspapers critioise tho con.
grcss of today:
EDITORIAL IN TIE ROMAN PrNCH.
1t is due the enormous army of read.
ers who look to the editorial columns Of
this paper that we speak today calmly
but frankly Of the financial condition of
Rome and the general apathy and in.
dolence of the Roman senate.
We have before taken occasion to
speak our mind upon national affairs.
and the free and full Endorsement Of tho
people, as shown by u increased cir.
culation and the average number Of
want advertisements, which have grown
from 1913 per week to 1865 within tho
past three years, has been our reward.
Since the publication of Tho Roman
Punch began three years ago we have
repeatedly asserted without successful
contradiction that the Roman senate is
falling off year by year, and from an
exhibition of forensic %cloquenco IL has
become simply u social gathering Of pc.
tered out politicians, who meet, smoke,
swap immoral stories, collect their mile.
age and 90 home.
Where are the silver tongued orators
whose speeches have ornamented the
Fourth Readers for centuries before
Christ?
Where are tho men who placed their
country first and their pocketbooks last?
Where arc the senators who onco held
the attention of all Rome. yet never had
moro than ono toga in the wash at one
time?
They have given place to ordinary
business men, many of whom do not ad.
vertisc.
The Roman Punch has always been
fearless and hewed to the line, lot the
chips fall where they may. To that we
owe an increase of circulation which is
phenomenal, and a growth Of tho mum
Der Of our want ads. from 1853 to l6J
average per week, and all within the
brief period Of three years.
The latest indignity offered to the
people of Rome comes in tho shape OF
Aqueous Aurelius, the manager Of the
Coliseum, who aspires to q seat in thu
senate.
Is it surprising that ut such an insul'
The Roman Punch should assert itselt
and say to all Rome this is the time t
call a halt? tAlso. dinna ye hear thu
slogan, and other statements Of a lik,
character?l Aqueous Claudius Quintiu!
Aurelius has no more idea OF states
manship than tho subconscious wild as
Of the desert has Of melody.
And in what way, ~forsooth, hath ht
succeeded? Hath no not perverted the
| great amphitheater of the Eternal City
and turned tho mighty Coliseum under
, his management from q moral zoolog'
ical exhibit and congress Of wonders tc
q rude aggregation of living pictures q,
3 sosterces admission to all parts of the
house?
And because The Roman Punch saw
fit to hew to tho line, let the chips fall
where they may, did not Aqueous Cha
dius Quintius Aurelius take out his two
column display ad., and with flashing
eye and quivering breath not only re
fuse q box to our editor. but hurl de
fiance in our teeth, and later on, a
1882 Appian Way, northwest, will
naughty mien and with wicked utter
ancc Missed through his clinch.ed teeth
bid usage, % us-to go to?
IT'S thus we hurl defiance at thi'
man, who asks that he may sit wher,
statesmen sit-he, even he, who whei