The Florence tribune., 1898-01-15


 champion of his old antagonist; and with Voorhees, and Brice, the goldbug statesman without statesmanship and the senator without laurels, and Cor man, he joined in giving to silver it's fatal blow.
 l So it was not strange nor unexpected that, when Senator German, as a mem- Der of the National Democratic com mittee, had largely contributed to se- curing the National Democratic con vention'of July 7, ls96, for Chicago in- stead Of St Louis, had failed in that convention in defeating an honest ex- pression of the will 9f the Democracy ou the free coinage of silver, this same knight Of political cbivalry, viz David Beanett Hill, should have for months, like Achilles of old, spllsd in his tent. and, indeed, to this day, nobody knows whether Hill is in accord with the Democracy or not.
 Really most of us know he is not, for, recently, in the great struggle for the mayoralty of greater New York when Tammany's great tiger howled and roared, but quailed not in the fierce confict-no one that we know of saw the waving of the plume or the flashing of the sabre ot this belted knight.
 But to "The Passing of Gorman." It has always been such men as Cor man who have ruined political parties. The wolves in sheep's clothing act very well and look very nice, where they are getting the choice of the lamb. Germans fealty to Jeffersouian Democ- racy has never bothered the reveries of his days nor the visions of his nights. A proteetionist, plutocrat and gold bug-there has been no genuine prin- ciple of Democracy upon which he has not trampled-no tenet of the party that he has not disayowed. Yet, for harmony's sake, he and Hill and Brice have been trusted with party leader ship; but there has never been day when both he and the other two were not ready to kick over the dash board when they got the lines under their tails. Hence, German, as a member of the National Democratic commit tee--and, at that time, by Democratic partiaiity, perhaps, it's leading one bitterly fought St Louis as the place for holding the National Democratic convention for 1898. lie would have as bitterly fought any other southern city, for German has ever been c south ern man with northern prinei ples, and a northern man with southern honors. Upon the German family escutcheon in Maryland there will be many in signia of aristocratic pomp and heraldic splendor, but upon it's bright sheen there will blaze no trophies of battles fought for the masses of the people, nor signs of deathless devotion to the principles of plain, old fashioned Demo racy.
 Mark Anthony told the immortal sorceress of the Nile that he must die the ''great triumvir still, , and the dark Plutonian shores echoed with his fame and in the great so called triumvirate of German, Hill and Voorhees,, the form CT might exclaim, ''let me die the great triumvir still"
 With mantle of charity, moist with the tears of the common people and the dews of Democratic faith and in- spiration, covering his political sins and insincerity, let him die. And after death, the judgment.
 Arthur P. German has not furnished the brightest pages of the Congression- al Record. No statesmanlike utter ance of his will bless the coming gen eration, nor will the spring of elo l quence and palsy overflow their banks on account of any figure he has cut ir their waters. JAS. Il WRIGHT.