Democratic Sentinel, Volume 1, Number 36, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 19 October 1877 — THE OHIO VICTORY. [ARTICLE]

THE OHIO VICTORY.

[From the Cincinnati Enquirer.] The Democracy of Ohio send glad greeting this morning to the National Democracy, and proudly lay upon the Democratic altar, as their nobly-earned and joyfully-tendered gift, their garland of everlasting, the Empire State of the West. We sound the loud timbrel this morning, and send the glad tidings to more than 4,000,000 of Democrats in the land that yesterday laid securely the foundation of permanent Democratic dominion in the Union. Three hundred thousand Ohio Democrats have fought the battle bravely and have won a glorious victory, whose far-reaching and beneficent results cannot be hemmed in by the border lines of any State, and will not cease with this generation of men. We have elected our State ticket and chosen a Democratic Legislature, and carried the county of Hamilton for nearly or quite the whole of our ticket. Mr. Bishop is probably elected by a plurality of 20,000 votes. The Democratic majority in the Legislature cannot be stated exactly, but it is easily Democratic. The Republican vote, as we predicted it would, has fallen off largely everywhere, while the Democrats have brought out Mearly their vote of last year. It has not been a battle between leaders; it has been the more significant struggle between ideas. The Republican party, plethoric with ill-gotten spoils, kingly by a patronage which nothing but lofty patriotism and intelligent suffrage can resist, appeared before the people of the State pleading for a popular perfecting of the Presidential title, and an indorsement of the Returning Board method of choosing Presidents as a precedent; and Ohio—Hayes’ own State—indignantly refuses, in the name of civil liberty, to sully her lips with the atrocious verdict. The Democrats of Ohio, taught last Navember, or last March, almost to believe that suffrage was an empty bauble, which fraud, in the name of law, could at any time dash to atoms, with heroic hate, sometimes a sublime passion, swore a lasting revenge at the polls for the wrong that was done, and made one page in our history glow with the record how that oath of hate was kept. This was the nature of our battle against odds, and the significance of the triumph must be measured by these facte. The fruits of the victory are the permanent possession of this people’s realm. This is Ohio’s gift to the Democracy on this continent. Men saw in 1873 the power of 817 Ohio votes. The people’s branch of the Congress followed ; a majority of States swept into line; but that triumph was not complete. It was the first soft sunny day that announces the breaking up of winter and the noiseless coming of the spring-time. Some shivering days were inevitably to be dropped down after ward, but the summer was surely to come when all the valleys, like vast basins, should be filled with golden sunshine as with wine. The Ohio idea has conquered at last, and lastingly. The

full summer of power is at hand. Th long dominion of the national Democratic party is secured. Not only this, but Ohio herself is lifted to a place of command in our national affairs. She sits between the lake and the Ohio, empress of our politics, with the assurance of long-continued power. She has earned the laurels of the land in the great councils of the party, and her bugle note from October to October through the rolling years will marshal the States to the prolonged and kindly sway of the true Democracy. She has redeemed herself, and, in so doing, has redeemed the nation and given it back to the Democratic idea in which it was conceived, born, baptized, and in which its robust youth and early manhood were nurtured. Ohio will presently send another Democratic Senator to Washington, worthy to wear the mantle, and Ohio’s real voice will be heard in the higher branch of Congress.

A Massachusetts Democrat on M Fraud.’’ By the votes of the people Samuel J. Tilden was elected President of the United States. And yet to-day another occupies that office. It is needless to discuss the means by which this great defeat of the popular will has been accomplished—it is all written in our country’s history. There it will stand forever, teaching its sad lesson, sounding its solemn warning. 1 will not revive issues upon which, for anxious weeks of discussion and distress, and alternate hopes and fears, the peace of the country and the perpetuity of her institutions seemed to hang. Those issues have been decided; they concern us now only as they bear upon and shape our present duties. By a tribunal abnormal, springing from the terrible exigency of the moment and sanctioned by the people, Mr. Hayes has been declared President. He has been in due form inaugurated. However sharply we may criticise the proceedings of the Electoral Commission, however deeply we may deplore and abhor the palpable and disgusting frauds which made that commission necessary, it seems to me that its action must be regarded as final and conclusive. Mr. Hayes is and must be accepted as President. Failing so to recognize him, the Democracy as a party would lose that patriotic and grand position, rarely surpassed in history, which its past action has secured. Whose heart has not swollen with just pride and deep emotion as he has contemplated our country emerging out of this Presidential controversy without revolution, without civil war, without anarchy, disorder, or confusion —without even derangement of administration—and with hardly more of external excitement than attends any hotlycontested election ? And to whom is the country indebted for this result ? To the Democratic party.— Hon. Charles T. Russell, President of the Massachusetts Democratic Convention.

Blighted Statesmen. How unfortunate these railroad jobs are to Republican statesmen. How recent is the sad fate of that model of goodness and grace, Schuyler Colfax—how his lies and tricks found him out, and how ho is now out in the cold with none to do him reverence except Young Men’s Christian Associations and a few of the kind that believe in Henry Ward Beecher. He came near being President, too—would have got the next nomination of the Republican party but for the premature exposure that blighted his blooming prospects. There was Fremont, another Republican favorite son. He came nearer being President. He got the nomination, but the party oould not poll votes enough to seat him, and at that early day had not learned the counting trick. He got a sentence of condemnation from a French ccurt for putting forged and fraudulent railroad bonds upon the market, and if he •ver sets foot in France he will have to serve out his time within a prison’s walls. And there is the favorite son of Maine. He, too, got into trouble about railroad bonds, and had to steel the.papers wliich convicted him of malfeasance in office tom Mulligan, after begging Mulligan on his bended knees to spare him and his innocent family. Now honest John, the last hold of South Carolina Republicanism, the “last button on Gabe’s coat,” and the thorn in Hampton’s side, and about the last of the Republican majority in the United States Senate, is in danger of losing his liberty.— Wilmington (Del.) Gazette.