Democratic Sentinel, Volume 3, Number 40, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 14 November 1879 — Goodland Correspondence. [ARTICLE]

Goodland Correspondence.

Goodland, Ind., Nov. 10th, 1879. Editou Sentinel : I have felt very much like sighing ha-hum! and I have thought of the book of Nahum, rhe record of “the miserable ruin of Ninevah,” and tbe voice of phanta-y roaring like the iron heels of an army on tbe tympanum of my ear, saying, “Where is the dwelling place of the lions and the feeding place of the young lions?”— “The lion did tear in pieces enough for his young wheips and strangled for his lioness, and filled his holes with ptey, and his dens with rum.” An answer came from the dear taxpayers of a thousand bankrupt fortunes saying. “Their dwelling place is in Washington, D. C., and their feeding place is the public treasury, and the great lion walked there, and the whelps slept in the First National Bank, New York. (These were pet whelps), andfortheso wneips the old lion (commonly called John Sherman by way of diversion) tore up $40,000,000 of the 4 per cent funding bonds to feed them, and he strangled busi ness enough, and wrecked fortnnes. from which his lioness sucked substance till the victims died of a disease known among lawyers as '‘Bankruptcy.” (This last class is sometimes ealled “Bondholders,” because the people are bound down and forced to keep them.) Oue of the lionesses lives down in Louisiana, among the palmettos, and writes letters, and helps Wells and Cassanave to get a good den for one of the boss lions; aud then the old lion is at the door of the treasury vault, where he can pounce upon the unsuspecting dollars as they try to pass by him into the treasury like “Pilgrim” on his way to the “Celestial City.” And we asked how he had filled his holes with prey, and the answer came, $5,000 he cabbaged from the Rothehilds when he sneaked the demonetizing section into the revised statutes of tin? United States;|u.nd heffilled his den with ruin when he pounced upon the gentle and innocent “Credit Mobeliei” animal and sucked from its veins thousands of ounces of golden blood; also, when he sold out to the iron lobbyists, at, the time Kelley got his name of “Pig Iron Kelley.” The big northern lion, of Maine, who is trying to crowd the big lion, Hayes, out of his doc, dubbed him “Pig Iron Kelley,” because he thought Kelley acted the hog in demanding more iron stock of the lobbyists for his vote than the lion of the northeast had received for his. If Colonel Sellers bad beeu talking of these big steals when he said—- • There's millions init!” he would have hit it, to a dot. Some of these whelps have drawn so long on our count y mammalaries, they are so fat that, they sometimes actually wabble as they walk. Against all this bloodsucking; all this ravenous plundering of the people; all this barter for gold, a cry will come up from southern lands; fiom the fields of corn and cotton; from the northern plains of power and plenty; from the eastern hills and hollows; from the western wilds, and the broad and verdant scope beyond the “Father of Waters!” Jehovah cursed the valleys of tl e obelisks and pyramids with locusts, lice aud vermin, but what are these compared with John Sherman and his pals—a roaring herd of lions seeking whom they may devour in this valley of pyramids: Thurman. Thomas Ewing. George H. Pendleton. . * Pig-Iron John JJKeiley. Thurman has gone where the whangdoodle mourneth; Ewing is on the Mount of Hepstdam; Pendleton mourns for his first bom; and Kelley Is where the lion roareth. Our pyramid was built and towered in majesty and power, but the “rag baby” got cross and kicked (whfie trying ro cut its eye teeth) till, like that us Cheop’s, it scattered the pyramid over more than eleven acres of ground. The baby’s poor old nurse says it is getting better. We think when the old nurse gets her second sight she will discover that the brat is dead.

We are consoled when we stop and think that the Republican party is not better than the populous city of No, among the rivers, whose ramparts were *the sea; whose strength was Ethiopia and Egypt, and Pu tand Lubirn were the helpers. Yet she was carried away, she went into captivity. The party may stand firm, one foot in New England mud, and the other in gilded California sauds; its grasping hands, the one spanning the great north, the other seized upon the public treasury; yet it will soon hear the “crack of doom”, and above its debris will rise Democracy, a tow ering monument of the everlasTog rights and untrammeled liberties of the whole people. Excuse me for indulging in politi cal talk, and remember we are as ever, Yours. Respectfully. Y. *Our correspondent seems to confound Tammany John Kelley and Pig Iron William D. Kelley. A man named James Lowell is in the Maine State Prison serving a term for alleged wife murder. His wife is said to be alive in Chicago. A detective was set to work to hunt her up, and the City Marshal of Eewiston has received this letter from him: “I have just seen a gentleman who says he knows Lizzie Lowell. I showed him the picture, and he recognized it as the person. He says she is in Chicago with Al. Sutherland.” The Smith family recently held a reunion in New Jersey. Their principal sentiment was: “Pocahontas, the preserver of our race.” The “Sons of the lion Knot” is the name of a Jewish order.