Democratic Sentinel, Volume 8, Number 22, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 27 June 1884 — Comment and Opinion. [ARTICLE]

Comment and Opinion.

The “Plumed Knight” has ordered a new set of plumes. They can be used on a hearse if necessary.— New York Journal. “Plumed Knights” are not half so much in demand as some good sound horse sense at the head of affairs.— Indianapolis Sentinel. Mr. Logan, one word with you: A Republican paper, the Chicago News, says that you are the author of the famous black laws of Illinois, passed Feb. 12, 1853. The first section of the law provided for the indictment of any person who brought a negro into Illinois, slave or free. The law provided that the negro should be sold at public auction. Mr. Logan, please explain the matter. — Ex. “Puck,” whose picture of Blaine as the tattooed man has been the most successful politi- al cartoon of the year, has dropped into campaign poetry, as follows: “When the grass Is sere and withered, Jimmy Blaine, Jimmy Blaine: When the grass is sere and withered, Jimmy Blaine, And the leaves are red and gold. And November found has rolled, Then the day for you’ll be cold, Jimmy Blaine.”

Mb. Tilden’s feelings are perhaps akin to those of Cardinal Richelieu when the latter exclaimed: “Would I were younger. By the knightly heart that beats beneath these priestly robes, I’d have pastime with these cutthroats.” Would in sooth the splendid old man at Greystone were younger. What pastime he would have, indeed, with the “Plumed Knight” and his horde of ravenous camp-followers. Chicago Times.

Mr. Blaine is a great statesman. There’s no doubt about it. He once called Mr. Conkling a turkey-cock. He allowed the Fort Smith Railroad Company to sneak its land-stealing bill through Congress. He destroyed the Mulligan letters, that would have shown his connection with that job. He “sloshed around” quite frantically in a good many bloody-shirt debates with the Confederate brigadiers in Congress, whom he never interfered with in the field. He wrote some pretty savage letters to the British Government about a canal that we didn’t have and are not likely to get. He tried to push the swindling claims of an adventurer against a little, crippled South American republic. He egged Garfield into a row with Conkling, and he has lately written an unreliable political history. Is anything more needed to prove that Mr. Blaine is a great statesman?— Chicago Times.

The chief objects of interest at Citra, Fla., are its orange groves—the largest in the world, their owners claim, and certainly the largest in Florida. For three miles along the borders of Orange Lake, covering an area of some four thousand acres, stretches one unbroken foiest of fragrant trees, laden with their golden harvest.