Constitutional Whig. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1824-1832, 1832-08-10
From the Pennsylvania Wing.
PAUL PROTOPLAST'S EPISTLE TO A


Major Barker, Collector of the Customs,
md Sweet Singer in the City of Brotherly
Iovc-Paul sendeth grceting:-
And must the doings and the deeds,
OF those King Andrews "bounty feeds"
Pass off as things that no one hccds7
Forbid it, Jdeksonism
What their disinterested love,
No Bard to sing, no Bard to move,
What, Major Barker, would it prove,
But downright Jack Cdde-ism?
All! Major, you're man of rhyme,
That's many and many, and many a time,
Made pretty words together chime,
In namby PANTY ditties.
All woe is me should it be said,
That Major Barker was afraid,
To wake his Tyre, because Jack Cade o
Might VETo PoEsY, sweet maid,
AS he mono spares or pities.
Should lie discover you made rhymes
He'd rank it among highest crimes
Yes, Major, these are tickEsh times
1 grant, for office holders.
But you'are safe we all know,
Your s**%**~ we'll let that 90,
Among the lowest of the low,
sDallas and IngersoH and you,
. Can clap each others shoulders
"lfail to the chief" "born to command"
Shout loud and long throughout the land;
OF him your mild old master.
Nor dare to say your souls your own;
For if you should and it be known,
SKY high" yeu'H all be surely 6lo,on,
With none to heed your piteous moan,
Amid your sad disaster.
While you're obsequious to the nod,
OF him you've made DEMIGoD,--
Let others feel the Tyrant's rod
There's nothing need alarm you;
For you and Johnny Pemberton,
With every other favoured one
OF him, who conquered Wellington,
The conqueror of Napoleon,
There's nothing sure can harm you
The Democrats of these our DAYS,
"Ol1 Jasper D,cight, of Vermont" says
Practice the ultra-federal ways,
OF the old reign Of terror.
That Office holders lead the way,
Just as they did in that dread day,
When John the despot bore tie s,cay,
A lamb comparable him he'd say,
OF Tyranny the mirror.
Dear Major, now accept my greeting,
For your ''spontaneous" Veto meeting,
Collected by "spontaneouS" beating
Of big and little drums.
There's nothing like noise, you know,
To draw together "HIGu AND Low"
To either ROW or raree show,
"Spontaneous" they are sure TO 90,
And shout like Pee FG1c. Fums.
Your Rostrum made q goodly show,
With flags, and placards, and row
OF Orators, whose bosoms glow,
Win tyuesf, bIueSt, Jack Cadc-ism
our Chairman there in glory satc--
SFuen Vices round about him wait,
Like princes round the autocrat,
An erfrG-uLtrn- Democrat,
a type of genuine Jacksonism.
Some to mako bridle-Jitts are born,
Some are rais'd up for public scorn
To point at,--why bless me! there is Henry
Horn!
1lustrious! great! and all that.
See, how his eyes, with CLASSY glare
Glance, while the ground,ings at him stare,
Himself so small, so big the chair,
"They wOnder hO,o the dcrH he got there"
He lookd so like cdgcd Rat.
Tie Chairman spoaks!! hurrah!! hurrah!
He said he voted for the law,
Constrain'd by all he heard and saw,
Directly, plump against his own sense.
That he obey'd the Peoples will,
In gulping down the bitter pill
That, for some time me felt quite i'll,
But, thanks to the old Hero's skill
The Veto had restor'd his will,
And what was better his poor conscience.
IIurrah! hUrrah! here's Captain Page!
Another Hero Of the agel
All eyes and ears he will engage,
AS Soldier, Councilman and Sage,
lie is the thing complete, OH,
''IJoar HIM" the Hero he'll defend,
a Hero is, IIcro's friend,
On Heroes we alone depend,
Your Supreme Court and Banks to end,
The Tariff to the deUH send
Nine cheors for GENERAL. yETol
Hurrah!. hero comes great MAGoc DALLAS,
A monslrous favorite at the Palace,
A Politician with, nor love nor malice.
n high-Iow-Jack-ofBorH SIDES.
'JIoo are you'-I shall be quite frank
I'm for old jackson, Bank or no Bank.n
The Constitution whole, or-blank,-
In short, let us tho Hero thank,
While he DER Lar and Gospo7 sty;Jcs
Iurrah! here's Cborlcy JagrsoV,
NY natiUc eity' 70 cajole,