Boon's Lick times. [volume] (Fayette, Mo.) 1840-1848, 1844-12-07
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Messrs. Benson g. GREEN:-On Thursday even
ing after the mail arrived, bringing news from New
York, and the election of Polk, which astonished
the people as much as his nomination-Pokites.
Hessians, "Sons of the Bog" ct cetera, assem-.
bled under the command of Sergeant Med. and
marched for the Court House, in which they
were RECALLED with the eloquent strans Of the re-
nowned buggy" and other locos of minor i'm.
portunce. The repose of our city during the night
was much disturbed by the yells of these rude
people, when giving vent to the operations Of tho
spirit within. They trailed through our streets
in pursuit of an "od Fiddle" which played to-
the tune Of
"Ob dear what fine joke,
To have such a leader az little Jim Polkl'
They finally halted at Head Quarters, one Of
those establishments known in the west by the
name of "Grocery," where people "get shot In
the neck" While fermentation was goin on,
they became somewhat inspired and gave many
toasts expressive of their republicanism, which
give without comment. as follows:
Sergeant Med
1.-THE wings no more can vex me, oh!
With Polk we conquer Mexico!' (cheers.)
Corporal Croutch-
"Ch.g ken foot and sparrow-grass,
Dcky Johnson kicked old Tecumseh in the
th."(cheers.)
Corporal's aid
Iis'nt poetical, but l can give you touch any
how, (cries, toastD wAll--I am half Alligator,
with n touch of the Giraffe--I hates the British
and l can lick Queen Victoria the best day she
ever seed!" (great cheering)
Buggy
This loco truth let each maintain,
We are for principles! not men,
And Folks election being true,
There is chance for Buggy tool"
(Silence, interspersed with a few hisses.)
Patrick O'Shee,--"And by the howly St. Patrick
and is it not the Santed o'Connel, we've been af-
ter ellcting PRESIDENT
Cushlamachree Arn as she aught to be.
Swate land of the boys and of Paddy O'Shee"
tcheers.)
Leopold Won Hessiau.-
"Here ish to Polk de Hickrish Sprout,
Who ish gooder dan batter ,und batter dan crout."
cloud cheerng)
Vincent De La Grenonville. 90 entlemens
Democratique! Je suiS charme de uOuS roir La
IsrGS est n0tre pays, ct nOUrrOnS pour Ia de-
defense. Here be to the Grand Polk. May him
be like de Grand Napo con. May him be Presi-
ueHt Ill ue Unless! kI4Ouu cneerlng.)
They were then dsbanded and it is charitable
to conclude that as many as could get home, did
so. But poor Leopold Won Hessan, from an attack
Of the "blind sta ygers," was thrown fiat of his
back, and was "feeing up for the ground" and
had not his friend O'Shee, attracted by his cries,
come to his assistance, cold and hunger would
have soon rendered him dead Dutchman The
scene is more touchingly described in the follow.
ing verses by "Fink," entitled
nMTNF COM OH MINE COITNTpVI TTc
CROUT.POT AGAIN."
There was stre,ch'd On the side walk, a heart.
stricken Dutchman,
And he breathed forth this lingo, his ills 10 ex.
plain
He sob'd quite aloud, the last hiccup of such men,
"Mine God! oh nine country its crout-pct
again!"
"Adieu to de land of sweet music and cabbage,
Alas dat left her, how foolish and vain
For de lack of her daintes, cold hunger will raw.
Mine God! oh mine country its circuit pot again!"
Each beast of de wildwood, some place may in.
hert,
For nuts will de brute of de Forest maintain.
But mine pelly ish empty! pmsh stharving mine
spirit!
Mine God! oh mine country! its croul not soair,p
1t was cold he was numb with a hungry expires.
sion
He struggled to rise, but his struggles were vain
And he sank, as he howled the last hone of
Hessan,
"Nlne Cod oh mine country' its rOut-pO, agsin!'
Despair and grim Death. had this Dutchmsp DER.
| taken, u
But Pat passing by, heard the Hessian rornnI.;n
ana ne cIies-"here's good praties. be fer now