Richmond palladium. [volume] (Richmond, IA [i.e. Ind.]) 1839-1854, 1842-12-31

Let tho Natloi as reel,
A Nations Industry reveal;
Let every tongue be instant, quick,
Aud sound alike a .Nuiio,'s Clique!
Bot il not for this that,
Tha, |. this emblem thought pat,
II was. because 1 thought I saw,
(And here / will the likeness draw,)
The World reel, and lts tongue,
(Likc mighty hole and splinter nung)
Not very fitting, you may say:
Blu, just much H.RRY CLAY
With his big ealiber would be
Stopped up with Cass, Calhoun, Van B.
Johnson, Benton, and Buchanan:
Snail plugs, indeed, for our great cannon.
The world goes round and round and round,
just like a reel, without a sound,
Till watching for the pick OF time,
raise my voice, and CLICK in rhym".
Old Time, Who does the reelipe here,
(Though this, | think is not clear,
For spite of oil tho Temperance stew.
There re Others do some reeling ,oo.)
Old Time who reels his yarns below,
Has many Il cut his friends 10 show.
Some black, sS.I,e blue, some short, some long,
Some very weak, some very strong;
Some made of ''boundary line,"'
Some only ''Jackson fno;''
Such, Al least, a Judge declared,
On whom the S'democrgts'' have reared,
Because he judged by bcs, of rules,
A Nations Iases and not its tools.
The shortest cut that Time has reeIed,
(For Bankrupt laws not ye, repeatedly
Is that they call tho Tyler blue.
Which dyed our Webster thro' aud through.
The reel went up and ,hea went dozen;
And the cuts Just one turn round!
Twas laughable when Enos Beall
Though well put on, slipped off the wheel,
That thus il happend all agree;
But hoto il happened we shall see.
When men, regardless OF all right,
Effect their ends by dint of might,
When Party shapes the means they use,
And power had, that power abuse,
The EAGLE sure will turn away,
Aad other realms will own it's sway;
But never will its pnioRs long
O'ershade tho land that owns a wrong,
Twas thus tina, Parry len, its power,
And brougheabous an evil hour;
Force exerted, rude and harsh,
Has sunk the country to a .Harsh.
OF all the hank. Time holds in hand,
In eastern or in western land.
There's not, ween, longer yarn,
Yet useless, TO Knit or darn,
Than that by Miller spun and TWISTED
From scripture TO his purpose wres,ed.
The w orld, says he, this modern sage.
IL reading now it. final page,
The Bible shows, mud all things tend
To prove that We are near The End.
And thereupon some silly maids,
Aud wiiess men, and sinful blades,
Give up the ghost or crack their heads.
And feeble bodies keep their beds;
Mechanics leave their various trades.
And gamblers fly their ace of spades:
The fruitful land is now untitled,
And merchants wealth is left unwiIed.
The worlds alright! and thickened skulls
AT last betake them TO their sour:
Some their throa,s from very fear,
And terminate a fools career;
Resolved 10 die, If die they must,
Before the world is turned 10 dust;
And gaicty throws off her sa she's,
Before the world is turned to ashes.
Now this long yarn may all by true!
Then breth rem what are We 20 dol
The best advice tina, can give,
As you We not mitch longer now 20 live;
For truly there's bu, mote winter,
Is, Go forthwith. and Pay the Printer:
And don't forget the printers boy.
For why should you your peace alloyl
levy, hp, single dime,
VIII last me ill that awful time,
When you and yours and all the nation,
W i'll make splendid conha grafton,
Then ZIP in hand. that flaming night,
III stay behind, TO the sight.
And Echo answers, Tina, is right,
JANUARY lst, 1913.