Rensselaer Union, Volume 6, Number 2, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 2 October 1873 — A Voice from the Tombs. [ARTICLE]

A Voice from the Tombs.

The political fragments that are just now flying around so loosely are (leveloping .a heal by attrition which has the same effect on the political fossils that the sun’s rays have on a benumbed caterpillar. There is a general waking up of political Ilip Van Winkles all over the country. The last piece of torpidity that has shown signs of lif% is the Hon. George W. Julian, of Indiana. A half-hundred years ago Julian was considered a great man. He formed a very pretty tail to a Presidential kite once, and received a good -many cheers and a few Votes. He never fairly recovered from this stupendous honor, and has been running on the capital thus accumulated ever since. His constituents were often disgusted and disposed to retire him from Congress; but when such a thing was mentioned Mr. Julian looked so horrified, and dwelt at such length upon his record and his services that the people drew a long breath, looked patient and miserable, and permitted him to have his way. Many shrewd plan® were adopted for relief, but none succeeded. It was suggested to him that the climate of Indiana was unsuited to .him, and that a land had been discovered in the West that flowed with milk and honey, where he would be much happier. Mr. Julian couldn’t see the matter in that light. Then they held up to the President the advantages of having such a gigantic intellect in his Cabinet, but the latter only puffed his cigar and was silent. In the meantime . the associate of .John P. Hale was each year growing more disagreeable. He made himself particularly obnoxious to every young man of ability whom lie thought might develop into a rival, and was said to have dark thoughts of turning Herod, and murdering all the male children in the district, in order to keep the pathway open to himself alone. Finally his conduct became unbearable and the people threw him overboard and took up a new man. The rage of Mr. Julian knew no bounds. He “fell to curs-" ing like a very drab.” lie determined to have his revenge. Up to this time the Republican party had been good enough for him. He had defended it with ardor, and asked no fitter epitapli than one which described him as a Republican first, last, and always. But now lie thought only of revenge. At one fell blow 7 lie would shiver the party to atoms. Ignoring all past friendships, he took the fatal step and joined the Liberals. He announced the fact in a loud voice, that, according to the Democratic journals of Indiana, “rang from one end of the State to the other;” and he looked around to behold the fragments and the consternation of the people. He saw neither. On the contrary, no one appeared to know that anything unusual had happened, and the election resulted as before. Mr. Julian was doubly outraged. He thought the very stones would rise in mutiny, and not even a pebble was disturbed. He retired, no tone knew whither, until Saturday last, when he suddenly appeared at Rockville, Ind., dressed in rural garb, and delivered a speech against Grant on the St. Domingo business. One W'ould think this subject pretty well settled and understood by this time; but Mr. Julian again awoke the smoldering fires and let loose the hot breath of denunciation upon it. It is reported that the venerable ex-member has joined the new-party movement, and will soon confess himself a Granger, also, 1 and of that peculiar pattern known as the Nasby style. He lias probably been studying agriculture during the long months that he has been lost to public view, and is now ready for business. It will be a touching sight to see Farmer Julian, of Indiana, and Farmer Nasby, of “Illinoy,” working together in the same glorious cause. Tims do extremes mee,t, and the old-fashioned elements coalesce. Who shall say that, with the antiquated William Allen to lead the Democracy of Ohio, amd the venerable George AV. J ulian to lead the “What-yon-may-call-’ems,” in. Indiana, the country is not safe V Now let us hear from Donnelly.-- GhicagolnterOcean.