The daily Madisonian. [volume] (Washington City [i.e. Washington, D.C.]) 1841-1845, 1843-04-27
aTHE WOUNDED PIGEON FLUTTERs. ;,


Truth is mighty and must prevail, whether
enforced upon the unhappy conductors of the
Globe by John Jones IL fact, or John Jones in
fancy-by John jones in the singular or John
Jones in the plural. We are all, separately and
collectively, perfectly agreed on one point; and
that is, that the Globe stands conpicied, before
its readers and the country, Of something so
near aka TO the crime Of bribery, that, if it be
not the thing itself il has most ''awlul squin,-
ing that way" "Irue, tits pity, and pity It's,
tits true" No wonder, tn, n, that the editor,
when thus handsomely caught in his own trap,
and the lash OF conscience is goading him SO
severely, should be frightened out of his wits a,
the mere thought of one or more John Joneses,
whether OF flesh and blood, or in "Kendal
green" Like the famous Jack Falslaff he is
ready TO swear, no doubt, that +" bundled men
in buckram" were upon him at once.
Hear the Isdoybtahea ukiaei1f'a 81 eshsssnt times
thrust through the doublet; four through the
hose my buckler cut through and through my
sword hacked like handsaw, ecce signum.
never dealt better since was a man all pould
not do.
Prince Henry-Speak. sirs how was III
Faiistof-.Sizfeen at least, my lord.
Prince Henuy-What, fought you with them
all?
EdiisfoG-l know not what you al all but,
if fought not with fffy of them, am bunch
of radish. Iioo, am sure, have paid two
rogues in buckram suits tell thee what Hail.
If | tell thee lie, spit in my face call me
horse. -Four rogues in buckram let drive at
me-
Prince Hemy-What, four thou sad'st
but two jus, now.
Faistof-Four, Hal; ! told thee four Blu,
let me think ;-seren, by these hits, OF am a
villain else.
Prince Hewy-PY'lhee, let him alone we
shall have more anon.
Fdisfof-Dostth thou hear me, Halt
Prince Henry-Ab, and mark thee TOO, Jock.
FaLstcf-Do so, for ii is worth the listening
to. These nine in buckram that | told thee Of
Prince Henry-Nine7
Faiisiof-But as the devil would have it.
three misbegoiten knaves, in Kendall green,
tdnht at my pach and let ufiVt NJ me; Tor n was
so dark, Hal, that thou could'st not see thy
hand"
And thus we see acted over again, TO the hfe,
Jack Falstah, in The play, by Frank Blair of the
Globe. Instead Of making manly effort (al-
though we fear itwoud be rdin) to place himself
rectus in curia before his readers, he seeks TO
divert the public mind from his recent moral de-
falcations, and TO fix II alternately upon the
President and his Cabinet, by a resort to coarse
epithets and billingsgate slang. Let us take as
specimen Of the Globes decency, his low and
abored abuse Of Secretary Porter, which will
be found in the true Fslstaff style: Away,
you slarveling, you elf-skin, you dried meats
tongue, you stock 6sb,-O for breath to utter
what is like thee You bow-csse, you vile
standing tuck -
Prince Hai-We, breathe awhile. and then
to it again: and when thou hast tired thyself in
base comparisons, hear me speak but this AZ
ter all, what trick, what device, what starting
hole can'st thou now find out to hide thee from
his open and apparent shame
For ourselves, we are deeply mortified in con-
trnsting The former exalted position of the Globe
with its present forlon aud degraded condition.
Murder miH out"