The herald., 1896-02-08

at what lie considers cynicism and hyper
criticism i'll this column, and his defen 20
of the ''establshed order of things" is so
inconsistent as TO excluded this long ettab-
lished column of maledictions and bene-
| dictions.
Like others of his ilk, the sychophant
| sees the good of his master as the sum of
the established order of things"
/ The quill that | Use belongs entirely to
| me, and it is not the business of any syco-
phant to know whether | got il of a buz-
card or of hummingbird; neither need
/ he worry himself to find out whether it is
dipped in gall or in the milk of human
| kindness.
Those real hypercritics, the critics of
critics, usually retort with the word
"cync." They do not know that one who
| gives his reasons for his excoriations is not
| in any sense cync, and they are usually
| too much distended with turnips or other
provender to make anything like an argu-
incentive reply to facts and figures and
| just condemnatons.
Whether this quill partakes of the nature
of the buzzard or not is of little conse-
quence. The fact remains that it has been
sailing around with apparent recklessness,
but with really extreme caution, for several
years, and has not been blown to earth by
any breeze whatever.
With every flutter it has issued chai-
lenge to some one. 1t has received many
a notice that contest would soon occur,
and that 1t would better droop to earth and
rest a little while before the beginning of
the fray.
This r,ri11 ho IF hn r1
species. for it will not touch carrion. A
little reflection will show that it has fre-
quently been the first to attack whole
squad of the DEVILS irregular army.
1t will continue to go with me in spite OF
all the regular and irregular, organized and
unorganlZed squads of rascals under the
sun.
I am only one, but that one is thorough
ly drilled to do my will. 1 am not looking
for help or recruits that might be traitor
GUS. ! do not need contdants or conf
dants or confidence men.
Mr.. squad is up to the numerical limit
and tries to keep it's powder dry.
Mayor RAIDER does not seem to be much
of raider when it comes to question OF
invading the dens of his friends at the city
hall and the city Jail.
The downright desertion of Theodore
Bauer makes him a left bower at present.
Theodore shovld have dealt himself the
knave Of hearts when he saw that dia-
monds would be trumps.
While RAIDER is mayor clubs can never
be trumps, but spades will be in demand
at the next election deal, and RAIDER will
pass.
Just now the mayor has in Teed a right
bower, but joker Meserve is SO injured in
the back that the game will be continued
| without him.
The task of paralycing ex-Park Superin-
| tendent Meserve would have been easier
but for the peculiar minds of two of the
park commissioners, one of which belongs
to Mr. Post. Mr.. Post once went to Mr..
Kramer. then superintentendent of parks,
and asked him to give him lot of young
blue gums.
"By what right do you demand them?"
asked Mr.. Kramer.
because l pay over $500 a year in
taxes" answered Mr.. Post.
That, said Mr.. Kramer, is the strongest
earthly proof that you are able to buy your
own blue gums, and you will have to do 80.
Mr.. Kramer deserves vote of cheers.
Evidently some of my hypercritical
friends did not hear Paderewski play last
night. If they knew something of that
marvellous and flawless mineling of spirit
and mechanism, that soulful touch that
few mortals possess, they would not howl
SO painfully when l expose low, groveling
sycophants and the miscreants who direct
them, to the infinite sorrow of decent
people.
! Padereski is very great. He can 80
| manipulate a machine of wood and iron
| that all the holy emotions of the human
soul are called up like spirits in review.
| Now the listener longs for solitude to groan
| in agony, and now he longs for the COM
| pany of an angelic host with whom to shout
! for joy.
| Sometimes his exquisite touch mako the
| tender. far-away notes come wandering
dreamily by till the rapt listener is Iulled,
as it were, from
The hands OF an angel
| On mystic harp a play.
''And now twas like all instruments,
Now like u lonely flute;
And now 1t was an angels song
| That bade the heavens be mute"
Everybody says: ''Did you hear Pade-
rewski?" "Are you going to hear Pade-
rewski?" And most people bewail the
| price OF tickets and stay at home, or spend
the price of two tickets at the corner sa-
loon. If were a chimney sweep in an Es-
steal for living l would steal enough to
hear Paderewsiii. If l were the whole
population of a city like Los Angeles, all
| of me would hear him. I would give
him $4,000 every day for n
week, and would have. him put
his piano in the center of central park and
play and play till all the city, rich and
poor and strangers from abroad, could
drink their fill of such melody as made the
ancents picture heaven as a grand musical
conservatory, where each could play upon
his own heartstrings, as Paderowski now
plays upon the heartstrings of all who have
sense enough and dollars enough to hear
him. Yours truly,
| EDWARD L. HUTCHINSON.
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