The Sun.
London, England, 1852-04-22 00:00:00

A YANKEE SPEECH.

The following speech was delivered by an
Annexionist, at the recent election of candidates for
the city of Toronto—" Feller citizens and horses I
hurrah ! Tnere's got to be a war ! I'm in for whip-
pin" Great Britain right off, without stopping for
compliments ! We must hustle the British lion heels
overhead out of the everlasting borders of this here
western continent. Hurrah for the annexation of
Canada! We must have the critter neck and heels, if we
have to wade in blood up to our knees to pull it from the
horns of John Bull—we must do it ! Where's the
possum whose little soul don't echo them sentiments ?
He aint nowhere, and never was. Can't you and I,
and every one of us rouse up the wolf of human na-
tur, till he'll paw the whole of Old England clear down
below low water mark ? Yes, sir-ee. Every citi-
zen of this tall land, from the owl on the hemlock tub
to the President in his great arm-chair, is in favour
of this all-thundering and liberty-spreading measure
Just let them glorious ideas pop into the United
States' cranium fairly, and see if an earthquake shout
bursting from twenty-six millions of India-rubber
lungs, don't shake the whole earth, crack the zenith,
and knock the very poles over ! I tell you there is
nothing on this side of the millenium like our own
everlasting institutions, nor you can't scare up a flock
of civilized beings on the face of the universal
terra firma, who know so well to defend
and spread them. Where's the Yankee who won't
vote for his country within three-quarters
of an inch of his life, if it tries his soul, yes, and his
upper leather too ? What's England ? Why, it aint
anything at all scarcely. Uncle Sam will take it
yet fer a pocket. handkerchief to blow his nose
upon when he gets a cold! We are bound to
wake up snakes, and no mistake. Let us once get
hold of the job in right earnest, with all of Uncle
Sam's boys, and if we don't dig a hole as deep as
eternity, with
the spades of Yankee spunk, and
scum
the grease spots off the face of the world,
and pitch them clear to the bottom of it, then I am no
two-legged crocodile ? When this is done you will
set the great roaring eagle of liberty like a big rooster
crowing on the top of the barrel! Why you are all
ready and primed for the onset—all you want is a
live coal or two of fire dropped on your devoted heads,
to touch you off. Methinks the flashes:of fire in your
eyes to-day forbode blood and thunder, only mind
that you don't flash in the pan I If you all do your
bounden duty in this crisis, you'll spit the tobacco-juice
of determination in John Bull's eyes till he has the
blind staggers, when you can take him by the tail,
and swing him beyond all recollection ! Rouse ye !
rouse ye I to the rescue ! let the shout penetrate
every nook and cranny of North America—from the
tip-top of the Arctic regions clear to the Straits of
Gibraltar—Canada and the United States for ever.
B got in a war-hoop, born in blood, cradled in thun-
der, and brought up in glory."

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strong current in his favour is setting in,
OSST.ITFI IN AMERICA.—The apathy manifested
towards Kossuth in the south is not only disappearing, but a
in Alabama and
elsewhere. At Mobile the non-intervention policy is dis-
claimed, and his arrival at several cities in the north is post-
poned in consequence. Should the south and north coalesce,
the friends of the di lomatic circlos in Washington, who
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have led the party against him, will have cause to regret
their fool•hardiness.—Moriiing ildvertiser.
An attempt is being made to substitute a more
euphonious name than " Slough for"the rapidly-increasing
town situate ou the line of tho Great WWQ4lll4ilway, near 1
WiudEl9r,