Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1846-02-25
For the Portage Sentinel.

The other day came limping by,
A spawned rag, with neither eye,
Aud signs few, besides the farcy,
Told him no steed for Warrior Marcy;
But Just the sort for P. u. Johnson,
Till Mister Morse gets all bis wires on,
when le,tered lightning taught to speak
In rny tongue, Chinese, or Greek,
To al the world will greeting send,
With yiewless haste, from end TO end.
He feeled,and staggerd, scarce could traveb
Such "Press" of matter cross the saddle;
A stouter horse might weary some,
Beneath the news twas time had come
He bo,e q war-blast tied with strings,
In bags, as Boreas carried winds,
Brave Cass's speech, and Mangum's fiing''
And divers other 'portant things
But chief, the doings On the 9Th
OF Locos in the Buckeye State.
There's triumph in that note OF ToDs,
And though with some it will make Odds
To Truth, and Reason men must yield,
And ''Equal Rights" will win the field
He proves himself right staunch fellow,
Clean done with being "soft," or mellow,
He shows his hand, like any man.
And by his 'arm," no towards STAN
What grace could his true soul expect
Bybegging Ba ankers dialect,
By adding pain, to pictured stamps
Dissounting Aattery Tor the Banks
They knew full we'll his blood, and make'
And that twas done for others sake.
That timid views, expedient friends,
"The whole truth hid, for popular ends
I'm hearty glad the honest tale
He sent to Sam, and us, by mail;
"The Truth makes Free" he makes his text;
No. better scripture ere was fetched,
From any world, this or the next
No doubt he's seen, and read, this Davie,-
Ricardo, Smith, McCullock, Raguet;'
Esteems no doubt the style of Wayland,
Whose ,iews are nat'ral to Rhode Island;
But native Reason, common sense,
Old Natures gifts, give all his strength
She lent him weapons for the fight,
From out her armory ever bright,
And Knightcd him "The Peoples friend"
Dyfying art, in aught to mend.
That man who lives uplift from toll,
Still gets his living from the soil;
He sells his thoughts, and tricks to Labor,
For all the best; and deems it, favor
So Kelley by his banking acts,
Pays Wings to take him on their backs
And Pagan idol never rode,
A Faith could bear fouler load;
Sincerer victims never fell,
Before the dread Assyrian Bell;
Or oft'ner in Cholula bled.
Fore surplus blood the Christian shed.
And Portage too must have q Pagod,
A shrine for of''rings to this nabob,
Where "interest in his promises"
He al,cays takes, 5ut never gives;
And faith, look to see the Pews
In our old church, filed with these Jews,
A selling Bills, and making change,
While Priests look on nor thing it strange.
The Wings have means within their reach,
To buy the poor, and tempt The rich,
They'll promise riches earned with etse,
And ruined fortunes to retrieve,
Nor sweat a drop, nor roll sleeve;
And some will catch the gilded bait,
And feel the hook when it's toe late,
While others scale, and fry, and giggle,
Gulping them whole, like old Nick Biddle.
But here III end this random verse,
And challenge him that can make worse,
Advising Tod to loose no dinners,
But "eat with publicans and sinners;"
And we in him, and him in US,
Will rid the State ofKelleys c-s.
Pronounced Ragey.