Democratic Sentinel, Volume 6, Number 36, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 6 October 1882 — "My God! What a Party!” [ARTICLE]

"My God! What a Party!”

In his speech before the Republican Convention, last Saturday, B. F. Hegler grew so eloquent over the glories of liis party that he was led to exclaim, “My God! what a party!” He remembered it as the party that had struck tho shackles off of 50,000,000 human beings; lie remembered it as the party that had carried the old flag in triumph over a hundred fields of battle; lie remembered it as tlie party that prevented the spread of slavery over the Northwest Territory; he only remembered it as a party whoso glories were in the dead past; as the party that lives on the name m ole for it by its founders—like a young libertine and spendthrift living off of the accumulated wealth and posing behind the good name of an honored father. But he failed to remember the Republican party that stole the poor freedmen’s hard earnings through the agency of a bureau; a party that stole a Presidency ; a party that murdered its President; a party that robs women and children by a system of assessments to perpetuate itself in power; a party that went on a big drunk while attending the funeral of its martyred President, and appropriated money from the public funds to foot the bill for whiskies; a party that saluted the British flag and washed down the shame with whiskies paid for out of public funds; a party of Credit Mobilier; a party of jobbery and corruption; a party that hung an innocent woman; a party of whisky thieves; a party of star-route thieves; a party of Robeson, Keifer & Co.; a party with a Saint Guiteau—but why enumerate? Its crimes would fill volumes, while its virtues—well, there are none to Bpeak of. —Covington Friend.