Rensselaer Republican, Volume 16, Number 44, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 10 July 1884 — HOT SHOT FOR THE BOLTERS. [ARTICLE]

HOT SHOT FOR THE BOLTERS.

Gen. John I. Swift Nails the Blaine Flag to the Mast. Notwithstanding the “sdaturn” that a few days since somewhat chilledthe political atmosphere in this vicinity, the next President of the republic James G. Blaine. Still, in one sense, Massachusetts is a doubtful State, it being’ doubtful whether she will give 20,0u0, 30,000, or 40,000 for Republican principles and the Republican ticket in November next. . —L_ THE first shot strikes a boston ‘ “IDEE.” V When men prate about not wearing about their necks a “Bepublicancollar,” hear them out, and say, “Nobody wants you to.” But when any one, caJed by whatever political name, attempts to put the Democratic collar around the nation’s neck, vote him down on the spot. SPIKING THE enemy’s MUD BATTERIES. A man cannot live among his fellows for a generation and have his children pass into mature years, while all his ways toe under constant watch, and still retain the loyal affection of his locality, and he be a man. Put that down as something settled. CHEERING THE MEN WITH A LITTLE GROG. When a learned college President expostulated with a female crank for wearing trousers, by saying “It was utterly reprehensible and unladylike and unscriptural to do so,” the female in male attire quietly remarked: “Well, President, it is with me, trousers or nothing.” “ Mercy,” said the good President, “anything but that last extremity. The bare possibility is revolting. ” The bare possibility of the return of the Democratic party, the last resort of the Independent, is too revolting an alternative. INTO THE BOLTERS’ POWDER MAGAZINE. » When the Senate of the United States unanimously confirmed James G. Blaine as Secretary of State did it stultify and perjure itself by giving high place to a person of low and objectionable public morals ? A LITTLE MORE GROG. No matter how much a bad boy sings “I want to be an angel,” it is wise to put the jam on the top shelf and to lock up the step ladder. That is our receipt and treatment at all times for Democratic misconduct and innate cussedness. JEERING AT THE DEMAND FOR A SURRENDER. Before we deliver Faneuil Hall over to Tammany Hall; before we surrender Plymouth Rock and Bunker Hill to a solid South and a political party solid at any price for national domination; before we place a Democratic President to succeed Abraham Lincoln and U. S. Grant, we require something more convincing than the hackneyed phrase that political candidates, like Caesar’s wife, must be above suspicion. THE ENEMY’S MAIN-MAST GOES. This canvass will turn on the one fact whether the party that has made this Republic what it is shall now give way to a party the triumph of which at any election in thirty years would have been a calamity of the first magnitude. RUNNING UP A FREE-TRADE FLAG. From Lexington Common and Concord Bridge the rank and file of the Republican army will once more clash with the British forces that temporarily occupy Boston in the interests of free trade under the banner- of “independence ; and there will be blows to give, as well as blows to take, in the canvass. A HIT AT THE HOME GUARD. Gen. John A. Logan will have the vote of the loyal soldiers as no one but Grant ever had it. The brave officer who, in the face of death, carried the flag, will not be deserted by the “boys in blue, ” because his grammar is not up to the mark that meets the fastidious taste of Mr. Congressman Lymap. THE FLAG OF THE OLD SHIP STILL THERE.

To the East, where among its pineclad hills our standard-bearer lives; to the West, with the hearts of its people as big as*their own prairies, the West that demanded the selection of our candidate ; to the North, whose countless lives of toil are now trembling in the waiting balance of events; to the South, with its dusky millions pleading to Almighty God that the only national friends they ever had may not be swept from power—to one and all of the Republican hosts we send greeting, that the State holding beneath her sod the ashes of Charles Sumner and Henry Wilson and John A. Andrew will neverbetray the cause of freedom and progress, but will cast her fourteen electoral votes, every one for James G. Blaine, of Maine, and John A. Logan, of Illinois, for President and Vice President of this Nation.— Speech before the Middlesex Club of Boston.