Rensselaer Republican, Volume 16, Number 19, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 17 January 1884 — Page 7

The Republican. RENSSELAER, INDIANA. B. E. MARSHALL, - - Pobubh—•

"William and Mary college, ol Virginia, has closed its doors, having but one student at the beginning of this School year. Next to Harvard, this was the oldest college in America, having been founded in 1603,.and was the only one that received ft royal charter. Among the most eminent i uen educated j in its halls,were Washington, Marshal, I&and«|p t wßy WWndge IRMBfI Gen. Scott. Peck's Sun: Gould has jnst finished a magnificent tomb for his last resting place, and now Vanderbilt proposes to put up ft similar institution to eos ($50,OOff. 14 woum' take an awful blast on Gabriel’s bugle on resurrection day .to crack such heavy masonry ? as these tombs will be. It won’t <l6 to put on a combination look as in the excitemept of that day the combination might be lost. Here is a chance for the man with a first class time lock set to open the door at the first toot Gen. Simon Cameron tells the following story: “When Mr. Polk was inaugurated Mr. Buchanan came tp me and said: ‘Cameron, Mr. Polk has tendered me the position of Secretary of State in hi 3 Cabinet; what would you do about it?’ ‘Why do you ask me? Ton have already made up your mind to accept it.’ ‘Then who will succeed me as Senator ?’ asked Mr, Buchanan‘l think Simon Cameron will,’ was my reply. Mr. Buchanan walked away, and was never after my friend, although we never quarreled. I have always thought he had a candidate of his own.” E. P. Weston, tho pedestrian, is in the habit, by his own account, of giving wholesome advice to tlie British aristocracy about their diet. He occasionally dines at the tables of the great, and makes comments on tlie viands somewhat in this style: A lady.who sat next to him, and to whom he was a perfect stranger, expressed a desire for beef well done. “Excuse me Miss, but you’ll get no more nourishment out of that than out of chips and shavings.” Mr. Weston is not without hopes that he will eventually reform the dinners Of the peerage, and persuade “our old nobility that half-cooked meat and a walk of 500 miles in 10 dayes make the summit of human bliss. 1 Dwight M. Sabin, Senator from Minnesota, Chairman of the Republican National Committee, is, like his predecessor, a Connecticut man. Ten or twelve years ago he went from Connecticut to Minnesota a comparatively poor young man. His mother had a moderate living, but he had next to nothing, But he was bright, well educated and persevering. He was soon manufacturing agricultural implements in a snail way. He made spme improvements in those he manufactured. He is now manufacturing them on a large scale, and at the same time is interested in other manufacturing establishments and in railways. He is only about 40, yet he is rich. Thebe is talk of a reduction in the fancy prices charged by first-class hotels in New York city. It is said that for the past twelve months the moneyed classes have either had less money to spend, or have felt less like spending what they possess, than at any time jin co the panio of 1873. The Tribune says: “Failures in many of the great trkdes are frequentf-Ab® prices of-pres visions have fallen and are falling, the value of real estate, if not decreasing, is at any rate stationary, salaries are lower than they have been for years in every department, apartment houses and elaborate fiats are taking to themselves a majority of former resident hotel guests, and it seems as if a fall in hotel rates was only a question of time.” When Senator Beck visited his old home in Scotland in 1875, while strolling through the fields he duet an old schoolmate. “You don’t remember me, Donald?” he said to him. “No,” said !>onald, “I don’t know your face. But caught a six-pound salmoD to-day in the frith, and whenever I have done that before something has happened. I don’t know you by sight, but you’re either John McPherson, who left us thirty years ago, or you’re Jim Beck. Now, which is it?” “Sure enough/’ cried tho senator,“its Jim Beck.” “Wed, Jimmie, they tell me that the Americans are going to elevate you to the House of Peers. Is it so? Come along home then and we’ll eat the fish. An American lord is good enough for a Scotch salmon.” A nttmbee of members of the present House have received large fortunes with their wives. Among these are Hitt, of Illinois; Abram S, Hewitt, of New York, whose wife was a daughter of the late Peter Cooper; Wadsworth, also of Few York, whose wife is a daughter of “Bill” Travers, the great stock specula-

tor; Bayne, of Pennsylvania; Stewart, of Htoonak, of New however, has a fortune independent of his wife. TWp' of the Massachusetts members have large fortunes. These are Morse, wbb has an immense clotbing-houso in Boston, and Russell, of Lawrence, who has large manufacturing interests both in Massachusetts and Vermont. AVillihm Walter Phelps, of New Jersey, is pnII. IsM^com. i 1 I Speaking of decollete dresses at jthe opera ip Nfw York the «mrrespondjeii| of tliotliifflielphia Urcoiwavs: Mosfl of these Iwe necks wore plump and pretty, -im I Md Mee some siat w ere neither. There was one young woman wk<r satin a box near me, and ■#ho wore the lpwesfc-neck dress in tlie house. In fact, it was no dress at all; it was simply a lace shawl tied under her arms and around the waist, something in the style in which Italian peasant wompn wear their shawls, except that they wear tlieir3 over their shoulders, und tills young woman’s was under. Her favorite attitude was facing some one in the box, and when I first noticed her I thought that slie had a dress fastened in the back with large buttons, but what I had taken for buttons were bones. She was a very sprightly woman, and had a great many men in her box to talk with her, and as she talked she would shrug her shoulders in the most approved fashion. I couldn’t help blushing for those young men, for it seemdd impossible for her to give another shrug without lifting herself entirely out of her clothes. Chicago Tribune: One of the wires used to carry electricity for lighting Fifth avenue in New York broke the other day. The foot of a passing horse caught it; there was a purple flash and the horse fell dead on the pavement Another horse stepped on it and paid the Same tribute to it power. Had a human foot come in contact with it there would have been ope life less in the crowded street. When the Windsor Theatre in New York was on fire the other night several of the electric wires fell on the roof. Three firemen who stepped on them were stunned and lay unconscious for half an hour. If the current had been running at its full strength three brave fellows would have been sent out of the world. In a number of cases recently telegraph wires and those connecting the alarm boxes of the Fire and Police Departments have been set on fire by the powerful stream of electricity that has been poured into them from eleotrio light wires that have accidentally dropped on them. More than one roof has been set on fire from the same cause. Electrician Bogert, of the Western Union Telegraph, states that a wire charged with a high current necessary in electric lighting will set fire to any woodwork with which it comes in contact. Many fires of obscure origin he believes are without doubt attributable to this cause. The Assistant Engineer of the New York Fire Department declares that since their recent' experience the firemen of the city will deliberate long hereafter before, in order to get at a burning building, they will cut a wire that may the next minute strike them dead. If they have to choose between the loss of somebody else’s property and the unnecessary sacrifice of their own lives they will be very likely to prefer the life to the property. These facts put question ©! abolition of the wires and poles from the streets of our cities out of the region of controversy. The presence of the electric light wires threatens life; that of telegraph wires is a standing menace to property. They must all go. The suggestion of a prominent electrician that the large cities which are being nndermind by the excavation for gas pipes, steamheating pipes, apd the experiments of the electrical conduit companies should construct ample ducts through the streets which should accommodate all of these underground works is perhaps as good a plan as any. Bat whether this or some other is the plan that will be best, one thing ft clear: the wires must go.

Bough on Poets.

A literary young man went to the boarding house of the Widow Flapjack, on Austin avenue, and asked the landlady what a certain room would cost per month with board. “Ten dollars without board, and twenty with board,” “Ah, well! I’ll take the room, board and all,” replied the literary gent: “and at night, madam, I’ll read over my composition to yon.” “In that flue I’ll not charge vou anything for hom’d,” said tho Widow Flapjack. 11 AH, you appreciate poetry.* “That’s not it. The satisfaction I’ll have in knowing that yon can’t spout poetry while yon are chewing your grub is oheap at $lO a month.” — Texas Siftings. - -7 The property of the Princetdn Theological KemiaSyts estimated at $1,389,696.. 7

THE BAD BOY.

Et‘ -Well, what diction get from Santa Claus,” asked the tßW&mvi of the Bad Boy as he came into fhegtbefery ynth ft Big blue necktie, on which was pinned a piece of beer glas* ot* in imttatWof a diamond. “Santa Claus must have remembered’ you splendidly,” and the grocery man handed the. Boy a sour orange. "Q, don’t taty tp me about Santa Claim,” said the boy, as he bit into the orange, anti then went to the vinegar barrel and drew spine vinegar in a glass and'took a swallow to sweeten the taste of the orange, “Do you know, I wonder there is a boy inf thft whole world that does not grow up to be a first-class liar, when they have tHeir parents lie to them the first seven years of their lives about Santa Glaus? What cau a child think, when toM it is wicked to lie, anti then find out that its parents *avebeiesi lying to it. about tho Santa Claus business ? Do you know, I have watched for '.Santii Claus to come down chimneys. ” “O, that is all right, but what did you get ?” said the grocery man. “I got nice enough things, but I haven’t got them now. I traded off a lot of my things for presents for some boys down our way, that didn't get anything. I made a .change in tlie Christ-mas-tree business, at our ehnrch. You see, they have been in the habit of getting all the children together the night before Christmas, and having a Christ-mas-tree, and it is cruel on the poor children. The rich parents put expensive presents on the trees for their children, and the poor children get a 10 cent whistle, or a popcorn ball, or an orange. The poor children began to think Santa Claus showed partiality, and that he was in the employ of rich folks, and they were beginning to get sour on Santa Claus, but this time me and my chum sold all the presents we got at home, and went and bought a whole lot of nice things for the poor boys, and when the man began to distribute the presents, and the poor boys had their mouths made up for popcorn balls, and they got club skates and fur caps, and nice warm mittens, they veiled so the minister was afraid the 1 church would be pulled as a disorderly house. I never had so much fun in all my life as I did to see those poor boys rake in the presents. All I have got left is this necktie and alum diamond, but the fun I had makes this 40-cent diamond look as bright to me as though it was the kohinoor. Do you know jfhat a kohinoor is? It is the biggest diamond in the world. ” “That’s a good boy,” said the groceryman, as he shaded his eyes to look at the bad boy’s diamond, and then wet his finger and touched the diamond and put the finger on his tongue to see if it tasted of alum. “But there is one thing I want to talk to you about. I saw you jump on a hose-cart and ride with the firemen at the fire last night, and your pa said you was hanging around the engine-house a good deal. Now, you want to let up on that. Those firemen are pretty tough, and you will be spoiled if you go with them. I wouldn’t have anything to do with them, or you will bring your father’s gray hairs in sorrow to the grave. Firemen are hard citizens.” “When was this that firemen were hard citizens ?” asked the boy, indignantly. “They are just as good citizens as you are. If your grocery gets on fire down cellar from the kerosene barrel, what do vou do ? Do you go down cellar and put it out? Naw, you don’t. You grab your insurance policy and light out, and the firemen come and they go right down into your subterranean neil of burning kerosene and squirt water till they are overcome by tlie smoke, when their partners drag them out by the legs and others take their places, and they keep up the fight Until your property is saved, when you come back and kick because they tipped over a barrel of apples. They rush into burning buildings and save the lives of women and children. Do they do it for pay? Nawl All they get is f 75 a month, and you pay that much to the man who drives your grocery wagon. There ft not a fireman who gi ts as much salary as a street car conductor, in auy city in the country, and the firemen are the bravest men that live. Why, gol darn you, you haven’t got as much sense as a calf.” “But, hold on, Hennery. Hear me,” and the grocery man tried to stop the bad boy. ~ I am ashamed to know yon,” says the boy. “You and pa have always told me that we should honor the brave. How do you do it? You pay a fireman, who risks his life every time he runs to a fire, just enough to board and clothe him, and when he is played out and is sick, he is discharged, and you forget him. Every time an alarm sounds, a fireman takes chances of not getting back to the engine-house alive. He protects yonr property and your life, and now you tell me he is a bad ipan. I would like to see you jump up at an alarm of fire, slide down a pole with your pants half on, and get on an engine and be driven over a rough pavement half a mile. Your hair would turn gray with fright the first time. I tell you a city ought to pay firemen four hundred dollars a month, and pension them when they get their lungs busted, or get broke up, , and support their families. Firemen ought to bo loved and respected, and lionized, instead of having old idjuts call them bad men,” and the bad boy took out hft handkerchief and nibbed up his diamond and stood on the front step to flash it in the eyes of his girl as she came in after a mackerel, but she didn’t see it and he went off feeling hurt, while the groceryman made up his mind to send a turkey to every fireman for New Years.—Peck’s Sun.

Drawing the Use.

«Koj Angustus,” wrote a kind and Indulgent parent 16 Ins"son at college, “I cannot grant your request. I have already cashed your drafts for the breech-loading shot-gun, the Indian dubs, the 9800 racing shell, the dumbbells, tiie bicycle, the sailing yacht, boxing-gloves, sand bags, fencing foils, and the silver-mounted revolver. But I cannot pay for the gamblingi mplements which you suggest. I draw the line at faro chips.”— Texas Siftings.

Demand on Mr. Whittier.

Itianot qnly in ridding the ambitious efforts of aspirants that demands m*de,upon Mr. Wliittief; innumerable request of other natures clowd in upoq him, such, for example, a* that of therclergyman who wished lm signature to a poem that he had himself composed, possibly less from vanity than to help a good cause by the publicity of an established name: “How‘ 'would that accord with thy preaching?” asked Mr.. Whittier. That, his co-oper-ation should constantly lmjsonght in charities, and that beggars should clamor at his heels for all sums from a pittance to a competency, is a matter of course; and owing to his belief in the duty of p citizen, he has been as eagerly, beset by elaimauts for public office. We recall in this connection a striking-example of his kindness and large minded liberal ity. An ardent and unflinching peace Democrat; after the Near, learned that the President would nominate him for on important position--if he wished it; he decided not to let his game lxi used, but in speaking of the subject to Mr. Summer, the litter said, “A miracle ocenred in this affair. I received a telegram from Mr. Whittier—” “That was a miracle,” said the gentleman, thinking only of the wonder of the poet’s doing so practical and business like a thing as to use the telegraph. “The miraculous-thing about it,” said Mr. Summer, “is that Whittier urgos that if your name is sent in you should be confirmed.” “I had rather have the telegram than the position,” was the reply. Mr. Whittier had probably felt in the matter that the devotion of the person concerned to the ideal principles of democracy was something beyond tho province of partisanship, and in the pure service of freedom. People come to him. also, in their grief and trouble, and to more than one tortured soul has he given peace. TEe story is told of a friend of his early days, in the time when religion held men by crueler bonds than now, who was pursued by the idea of the sin against the Holy Ghost, and felt himself doomed to damnation. “And so thee really thinks thee will go to hell ?” said Mr. Whittier, after listening to the tale of torment. “Oh, lam sure of it,” cried the sufferer. “Does thee hate tby fellow-men?” asked Mr. Whittier. “No, no,” said his unhappy friend. “Don’t thee hate God, then?” came the next question, --- ~ “I love Him,” was the answer, “whatever happens to me.” “Don’t thee hate God, who would send thee to hell, and let others, who thee knows have led worse lives, go to heaven?” * “No. lam glad of every one that is saved, even if I am to be a castaway.” “Now what does thee think the devil will do with the? How can he use the —one who loves the God that condemns him to torments, one who loves his fellow men, and would keep them out of the clutches of Satan—how can the devil employ thee or endure thee?” For the first time in months the wretched man laughed with his old heartiness, and from that moment began to shake off his morbid terrors.— Harriet Prescott Spofford in Harper’s ‘Magae tne. ■

The King of Counterfeiters.

Tom Ballard is beyond question the king of,, all counterfeiters. When the Canadian bankers were shown the notes which he had engraved for their banks they fairly trembled. There is no known means of these counterfeits. They were perfect. Tom was a great chemist, as well as being one of the most skillful engravers who ever lived. Besides this, he was the instigator of each new action, the designer and executor of each fresh counterfeit, and the means of producing it. Most of these engravers are useless in the other branches of the trade, but Tom was the expert leader in all things with his gang. He succeeded in making a counterfeit fibre paper (the machinery for and the secret of manufacturing which cost the Government $200,000) which experts declare defies detection. When Tom was captured he offered to disclose to the United States Government the secret of making a paper which it would be impossible for any one to counterfeit if it would repeal his sentence. He is a pleasant, polite and attractive man to meet, but is miserably morbid at times. Twiee since his imprisonment he has attempted suicide. Once, shortly after his incarceration, he disemboweled himself with some blunt-pointed weapon, but the doctor brought him out of it all right. Five years later, while working at the shoemaker's trade in prison, he ent his throat from ear to ear with a small knife. Both these attempts at self-de-struction were caused by morbid feelings. After the second attempt, a beautiful little bas-relief of his home, with its flowers about, its hanging vines, its green trees, and his wife and family walking down the pathway to meet him, was found on the wall of his cell. He had cut it out with a sharp stiek or some other equally primitive tool. He is an exceptionally talented man in a dozen different ways. Ho is very popular among the prison officials on account of his gentlemanly and considerate action and speech. These officials dare not show Tom any partiality, but they, together with a number of New York bankers aud other influential people are doingall they can to get his sentence commuted .—Chicago News.

Berlin’s Rogues’ Gallery.

The Berlin police authorities possess an almost complete collection of photographs of living German murderers, forgers, thieves, bigamists and criminals generally, and have found it so useful that they have now decided to make a collection of photographs of the scoundrels of other countries.—Berlin Letter. , A man should never be ashamed to own he has been in the wrong, which is bnt saying, in other words, that he is wiser to-day than he was yesterday.—Pope.

THE TRAGEDIES AT YAZOO.

Little Doubt that the Trouble Was v Purposely Caused by Whites. The Assassination of Dickson by Barksdale —Tree Speech an Obsolete Privilegs , r -An Inve- igatioa Demanded. [Yazoo Letter in Chicago Tribune.) The rocenft bloody deed® here have struck with horror the whole country. That a state of things exists here bordering upon savagery is apparent to every one. Colored men, like bleeding stags, have turned on their oppressors and rended them. White men, turned to fiendish brutes, have glutted themselves with deeds that loake the blood run oold. The accounts which have so far been permitted to reach the public are evidently so garbled and untruthful that no credence whatever is to be placed in them- When a community places a restriction upon all news and suffers no dispatches to go forth, only such as are supervised bya “ committee of citizens,*’ it is time for the public to Withhold its judgment until impartial facts can be known. _ , Christmas eve, at abouto o’clock, a terrible affray took place, resulting in tho killing of three white men and the wounding of two others, and tho killing was done by oolorod men, who have since been shot or hanged by the infuriated mob in the most cold-blooded and fiendish manner. To persons who are unfamiliar with-the state of affairs that has existed in Yazoo City since July, 1875, it might appear that these colored men were murderers and have suffered a jnst retribution, but it strikes one quite differently who is conversant with Yazoo City history for eight years past. It is evident that the Poseys and their friends were the aggressors, and that they brought about their own destruction. It would seem that some faneied offense was given by John James, colored, to one of the Poseys. Some of the accounts say that a fire-cracker was thrown down in front of Posey by James, whereupon Posey got into an altercation with James, which was tho commencement of the trouble. Another account says that two colored men were fighting in a saloon and that Posey undertook to have them arrested, and this started tho difficulty; but all accounts agree that no shooting occurred until some time later. John Posey then went off, assembled his friends, and returned armed to the scene of the difficulty. That the white men who were killed, and probably many others who were not killed, sought the difficulty with the negroes is shown by tho fact that the Poseys and their friends returned to tho butcher-shop. This shows clearly enough who provoked the difficulty, and what party was acting strictly on tho defensive. The negroes evidently apprehended attack and prepared for it. Negroes in Yazoo City do not carry guns, and do not use them except when driven to the wall. Since the bloody scenes of 1875 every white man has been armed against the colored man. For a colored man to shoot a white man, or even to insult one, was to court certain and speedy death, and every black man has well Known it. The men who fired on the PdseyS and their associates Christmas Eve knew as well that their own lives would pay the penalty as we know it now. Why, then did they thus offer up their lives, regardless of consequences? It • can be accounted for on no other ground than dernier resort. The colored people of Yazoo City and, Yazoo county have suffered such a long list of atrocities and oppressions that they at last turned on their oppressors and resisted. A few leaders t among the people saw that there was intended to be a repetition of 187& and 1879, and determined to defend themselves. They knew that their people was singled out for some outrageous attack that very night. It is quite likely that the Poseys and their gang went back to the butcher-shop to take John James out to hang him. Hangings of this sort have been common in Yazoo county for the last eight years. Many a colored man has been hanged or whipped there because he has happened to displease a white man and for no offense whatever. Hanging and whipping have been the short cuts to “law and order” in Yazoo for many years. Where negroes were concerned these things have been every-day occurrences, and they have been frequent enough to keep up a wholesome state of white supremacy and negro subjugation. A LEAP FROM HISTORY. In August, 1875, a Republican meeting was held In Yazoo City for the purpose of opening the canvass of that year lor legislative officers and Congressmen. .For some years the county had been under Republican control, and bad been, as no one could deny, well and honestly governed. There was no particular occasion for riot and bloodshed, and peace and prosperity should have been permitted to reign. But race hatred and Democratic malice opened here the shotgun policy. A gang of armed ruffians Intruded themselves into the peaceable and unsuspecting Republican meeting. At a given signal pistols were drawn by these ruffians, who commenced firing indiscriminately into the assemblage. Several unoffending and unarmed persons were ruthlessly shot down, The meeting was afterward broken up, and universal dismay ensued. As if by magic several hundred white men in Yazoo City were under arms. The city was in the hands of a mob which drove out all the lawfully constituted officials and assumed complete control. During that campaign a gang of banditti took possession of the county, and rode night and day, with ropes adjusted to their saddles, significant of their purposes. They not only committed murder, but robbery and pother crimg. took >l, from to send to his mother and sister in Ohio, but which was appropriated as a Democratic campaign fund. From those days to tho present the oolored people of Yazoo county have groaned under the heel of intolerable oppression. Their rights, political and personal, as human beings and American cflizens, bare been ruthlessly denied them. The white man has dominated Yazoo, and the glorious Democratic flag, as the Yazoo Herald telegraphed the day Dixon was assassinated, has floated triumphantly. Yazoo has been dubbed the banner Democratic county of Mississippi. Whenever a Congressional district needed to be assured to the Democracy Yazoo county has been tacked on to it. Yazoo is good for 1,000,2,000 or 3,000 majority, jnst in proportion to the necessity of the case. In an emergency they could count It 8,000 majority, for they were only limited by the total voting population, and even this was no great drawback. For one brief period only did a little light gleam in upon the unhappy colored people of Yazoo, and that went out into utter darkness and deeper gloom. In 1879 Henry Dixon, who, in 1875, had been the chief oppressor of the negroes, and who was called the “bravest of the brave” for his bloody services, became disgusted with the miserable tyranny which be had been the chief instrument in setting up. He told the colored men that he had been guilty of great wrongs against them, but he was sorry for it, and he was tired of seeing them oppressed. He announced himself an independent candidate for Sheriff, and appealed to the oolored people and independent white voters to support him. Strange to say, the oolored men of Yazoo saw even in Dixon a liberator, and rallied to his support as one man. This fact even more than any other ought to convince mankind of the intolerable oppression under which they were groaning. Here was a man who had committed numberless outrages against them, who had hanged, and shot, and slaughtered them, who had been a very fiend incarnate in bis persecution and cruelties—all committed in the service of the Democratic party and for ncrcause but Democratic ascendency. And yet they accepted this man's leadership In order to escape from under the yoke. They looked upon him as a St. Paul who had persecuted the Christians, bnt who had become converted and would lead them into enjoyment of their rights. What must have been the Condition of free men when they would rallytotoe support of their most relentless enemy for salvation? But this gleam of hope was short-lived. The Democracy resolved that Dixon most be “re-

movwj., l hoy $t iio44flf?<i him sn*i aor inf wuiw nen to Kseovnoif; id Yazoo City fully armed. From Benton and Satartis, ami all the Democratic strongholds of the county, armed men poured into the otty, A meeting was held, and a committee appointed to wait upon Dixon to exact a written pledge ftetftjiim that he would not run for Sheriff. This committee was backed up by 80J armed men who were prepared to hang Dixon in case he refused to come down. Dixon was a brave man and gave them some plain talk, but the end was that Dixon signed a paper that he would sot run for Sheriff, and the mob dispersed. But Dixon had no idea of being thus bulldozed, and the next day he issued a card that he hod signed the abdication to keep from being hanged, but that he would continue bis canvass for Sheriff the same as ever. Dixon’s assasination was then resolved upon, as the Chicago Times correspondent, after full in vcstigation.reported, by the Democratic county committee, and one Barksdale, who was the Democratic nominee for Chancery clerk, selected to do the Job of murder. The removal of Dixon was not long delayed. He was filled fall of buckshot by Barksdale as he was passing along on the opposite side of the street, and had gotten far enough beyond Barksdale to be a perfectly safe target in the back from a convenient distance. ~ •7 \ ran speech suppressed. -- * The assassination of Dixon ended the only attempt which has been made here for eight years against Democratic domination. Even free speech is a forgotten privilege. If a Republican vote is cast it is in solemn mockery of the rights of the Republican majority. Occasionally a negro is taken out in derision and whipped and made to vote either • Republican or Democratic ticket to amuse his persecutors. The Republican major.ty of about is regularly counted for the Democracy whenever needed in a Congressional or Legislative contest. The denial of political freedom extends as well to white men as colored when It threatens Democratic ascendency. The Grcenbackers are bulldozed, and cheated, and refused the right to canvass just as absolutely as the Republicans. When ,the Hon. Mr. Yellowly, of Madison county, visited Yazoo, two yearsHigo, to address the people, he was booted from too rostrum and not permitted to go on with bis speech, owing to the turbulence of the mob, which, by preconcert, filled the house. Mr. Yellowly's offense was that be was a Greenback candidate for tho Legislature or Congress In that district. Mr. Yellowly, personally, is one of tho Representative young men of Mississippi, a man of large wealth highest family connection, and at one time a very popular and influential Democrat. Free discussion is not tolerated hero on the part of anybody, and political debate is among the lost arts. Republicans speak of politics with bated breath, and whisper their sentiments as if assassination hung on every accent. The people have become so Inured to deeds of blood and outrage that they look upon murder for opinion’s sake with indifference, if not delight. The man who assassinated Dixon was elected Chancery Clerk for two terms, and is now a member of the Legislature. He was never arrested nor indicted. His crime is his leading passport for political preferment. While Dixon was hanging and murdering innocent and defenseless Republicans he was the hero of the hour, and the ladies of Yazoo wore Dixon badges in hU bonor. Nor was this sentiment the outgrowth of any wrong on the part 6t Republicans. No political corruption or embezzlement was ever traced home to the skirts of Republican officials. When the Republicans turned over the affairs of the county to the Democrats, the Republican County Treasurer, an boncst and capable black man, turned over to his successor over $30,000 In money and securities. Every dime was faithfully a©counted for aud honestly paid over, and the county was out of debt. These funds bad not been in the hands of the Democratic Treasurer twenty-four hours when toe treasury was robbed and the whole amount stolen. It is said to be well known in Yazoo where this money went, and what parties committed toe robbery. The money went to Democratic bulldozers. The robbery was committed In toe interest of tho Democratic party. Democratic villainy had to be paid for with publie funds. Such is a plain, nnvarnished statement of tho condition of things In Yazoo county, only it is but a half-told tale—Democratic supremacy secured and maintained by blood and outrage, and resulting in an absolute denial of all the rights of American eftfawn. ship. The recent killing of the Peeeys must be taken ih connection with toe state of affairs that I have portrayed. No sane man can believe that Foote and his fellow colored men would have lifted a hand against those white men except in self-defense. It was at the peril of their lives even for them to defend themselves. Bat there is a point when bravo men will die sooner than submit to accumulated outrage. There is a point when colored men must strike back, even though their lives pay the forfeit, and this point was reached Christmas eve. It is the duty of the Northern press to investigate these occurrences and Five the world tho facta. When a Chicago Journal scut its own correspondent here to investigate the Dixon tragedy it conferred a boon on mankind. Tho lying dispatches sent out to the world are not worthy of a moment’s credence. They are in the Interest of the murderers and assassins, and penned by them or their aiders and abettors. The men who commit these deeds never hesitated yet to perjure themselves to cover them up. The only way to get at the truth Is to send truthful meo here to ferret otit the facts, and even these must be very guarded or they will be deceived as to the facts. The colored people are so intimidated that they dare not speak. Even the few white Republicans find it to their interest to be retkent. The months of Foote and Swaze, and ail toe other accused trial can vindicate ihe truth with swore* Itestimony. But, nevertheless, enough can be ascertained to satisfy the whole world, except Bourbon Democracy, whether them victims of Democratic wrath and malice really died as martyrs in seif-defense aud defense of their rights, or whether they were the murderers that the white people of Yazoo would have us believe. w. H. Foote has always been a start of pet with the white men of Yazoo, and at times has not been folly trusted by bis own color. It is only a state of outrage too grievous to be borne that has forced Foote in recent years into full harmony with Us own race. He served in the Confederate army. He was a very brave man, well educated, and prided himself on having the best Southern white blood in his veins. His tragic fate will endear his memory to the colored people, and he will take his place among the army of martyrs whose graves dot the pathway of roconsu action. -

The North and Sooth Contrasted.

The solid South and the divided North are two distinct and widely different civilizations. The Southern political leaders and their followers recognize this, and act upon it; why should the Northern people affect to be blind to it? One is the system of political liberty, eqnal political rights, and a humanity which is especially careful of the workers of the community and the poor and helpless. The other is the system of a political aristocracy, keeping the despotic ascendency by force, and recognizing no rights in the Workers and humble classes, save to support the upper by their labor, and to obey in fear their political rule. The divided North represents political freedom, the natural diversity of minds, and the division into parties which is the natural working of government by elections. The solid South represents the abolition of all real elections by a reign of force.— Cincinnati Commerciat-Ga-eette.