We do not know whether we should attribute it to the Blaine boom, to the cool summer, or to the awakening of the still small voice within the manly bosom of the learned editor of the Chicago Tribune.

Of late we notice that the whip which used to hang in the sanctum of that great daily journal and which every fresh and young reporter and even the old sinners used to snatch up once in a while, roll up their sleeves and slash away at the poor Jew, has either been consigned to the garret or was delivered into the safe-keeping of one of the campaign reporters to use it for a while on the backs of the representatives of the great Democratic Party. The Tribune even went so far as to copy an article from the Boston Herald which is rather friendly to our people.