Year: 1872

| we nave always DeleVeu III Auam.
| We have looked upon him as one to
whom mankind has been under Pc
culiar obligations. Standing by the
side of Eve as the first married man,
dressed in sumptuous bear skin, he
appears to us as we look backward
through the dim vista of the centuries
| upon him as person indispensable to
the future of his race. Certain philoso.
pliers would try to make us believe
that this majestic figure is monkey
and sometimes the results of human
events, elections for instance, seem un-
accountable, except on the Darwinian
hypothesis. But we hold that the man
who would reflect upon the dear de-
parted in such an ungrateful way does
not deserve the sympathies ofhis kind;
as for ourselves, we intend to nail our
fig leaf to the mast and cling to the
old Adam. What he knew about farm
ing served him in good stead in the
hour of his disappointment, and,
though oyermuch given to lying in the
shade and munching apples, we know
that when he found himself one morn
ing on the wrong side of a certain gar
den gate he INDUCED in no unman]y
repinings-he neither whimpered over
his fate nor made faces and shook his
| fist at the guardian of the forfeited pre-
misses, but diligently set himself to
work to develop the ordinary crab into
the New York pippin.


There are certain times when we like
| to withdraw our minds from the tur-
moil of the present age and dwell upon
the character of this grand old patri.
arch. Sometimes, even when our desk
may be covered with hat accounts lost
on the election, we get to thinking on
Adam and don't care how big the liber.
al majority is in New York. Adam
was never troubled about election bets,
or anything else, except the gratis in
his orchard. He had no motheri in-law
and his wife never bothered him with
her milliner's bill. He had natural
antipathy to snakes, but he was
never worried over missing shirt but
tons.


He never supported an unsuccessful
candidate for president and saw his
hopes of a seat in the cabinet grow
DINNER and DINNER rs the reports
came in. Nor were his cars deafened
and his feelings hurt by the booming
of the cannon of the radical party over
at New Albany. Neither did he re-
ceive the ironical and malicious con-


aratulations of his neighbors the morn


ing after the election on the fortitude


with which he bore up under adverse


news. His eyes were never offended


by the growing roosters and Haunting


banners of his opponents for, barring


his one unfortunate speculation in frui


undertaken at the instance of his


sleeping partner-when the devil made
a corner in apples. his life was eminent
lya success.


To be sure, he had never had th'


proud consciousness of having establish


principles that he knew would ulti


mately win in spite of the influence o


hostile administration that for while


brought inevitable defeat upon him


nor did he have the pleasure of seeing


the old party lines of ignorance ant
y prejudice broken into fragments ant


disappearing before his vigorous assaults
=. but as he sat upon the hills facin


the sunset, in the happy time befor
, his eldest boy began to be fast and ru'
, around with strange women from tn
!, land of Nod, he could watch his shoot
;, ing scions without care, nor troubl


himself with the future of his of
!, spring.


He stands for us as the grand exen
o plar of success, as we hear the noise
= unsympathetic thousands shouting ov,
empty victories, and smell the fumes
powder burnt in honor of fitful ar
q ephemeral triumph, our thoughts {
a back six thousand years or more
-, grand old Adam, and then


"Not wave Of trouble rolls across the pea(
~ full breast"


I'd t--LOuiSUHe Courier journal.