It is that the newspaper, the Press, is stop
ped— my Press i* stopped! [Sensation.1 1
The Presa is
stopped—not the establishment, but the sin
gle oopy whioli the President of the United
States takes: it is stoppod. [Long continued
shouts of laughter.] I suspect 1 shall sur
vive it. [Renewed laughter.] I have no
doubt 1 shall survive it. Hut it wae a terri
ble blow. 1 do not think two cents ever ere*
ated so much havoc before. But we shall
recover we shall get over it. And now for
the right part of the story I shall receive in
a few days, almost the only dollar that 1 have
ever received from the Federal Administra
tion—which will be about $7 50 in payment
for the Press. [Laughter.]
So we see that this proscription runs from
great to email. It attacks a popular trib
une, and it strikes down a nuwspaper. It
turns out a postmaster, and refuses to pay
two cents to an independent journal.
"To tuoh b«M U«i-k uiuftwc come at last."
Thus we see the Administration of the
Federal Government, presiding over thirty
millions of people, with all its vu»t patronage,
with all its great power, forgetting all its
duties and all its pledges, and becoming a
t0 lhe
F'e,ty proscriptions which village
w«u!!l J«»pise,
and which honora-
ble UlSU WOMid luugb at. [Ajtj lause,]
AftuunySeU.
