The Evansville daily journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ia. [i.e. Ind.]) 1848-1862, 1848-08-21

SUPPOSED SCENE IN THE ABOLITION CoNvEN-
TIoN.-We make the folio wing extract from
the N. Y. Express:
The one-legge d Platform of the Buffalo Con-
vention People, and that leg side leg of the
table, won't do 10 stand party upon, no more
than Native Americans. Like every thi Dg, ii
will have its day, and die,-and the men who
figure nit will die with it-not the principle,
we mean, but the one leg on which it is 10
stand. Everything in this life has two OF
more legs, at the least. The ub-Treasury,
even, was tlro-legged. There are bipeds, and
quadrupeds, and &c ntipedes, we believe; but a
one-leggrd party would be almost a novelty, if
it had not precedent in the Natives, who
exploded while standing upon it.
Let US imagine the one-legged party in Con-
vention at Buffalo, and some of the probable
scenes there. The Hon. MIR. Wilson Of Mass.
rises and says:
ways been, and must be. Unterlocutor, John
Van Buren,, "hiss, ''hiss, none OF your whig-
gerry here.")
The Hon. Mr.. Wilson is Kissed down, and
John Van Buren, rises, John dwells upon the
glories of the Sub-Treasury, (hiss,) the Veto
Power, (hiss, hiss.) and the extravaganza of In
ternal Improvements, Tremendous kissing, J
but is willing TO stand on one leg if every body
else will stand on one leg, too; (cheers;) but il
other people are to use both legs. he must have
as many legs as other people. Equality III legs
is his democracy; hiss, cries of mo democracy
here;) but he can get along with one leg, at
least till he can see through his hay pile, that
the caricatures say "Dad is under" Laugh
teri
Abby Folsum-Gentlemen ought to have
some delicacy in the presence of females Abb
by had not got any further before there broke
out a tremendous storm Of Kisses, applause,
cheers, cat calls, and whistling-but Abby's
form doomed up
Mr.. President, I-(cheers, Kisses, )-I-l
confusion.)
/ The result was, that Abby was not permitted
to sta nd upon any limb at all.
w. l.. Garrison-Got hearing. This is a
day. The sun is suspicious. My heart palpl
tates with JOY. (Cat-calls of 'come to the
point.") Twenty long years have been strug
Cling for this glorious era. Twas once Wing
but as they would not 60 with me, could
locrat, but as Democracy was a lie misses from
the Barnburners) with slavery on its lips,
(more Kisses from the Barnburners, but cheers
4 from the Wings and Abolitionists,) a lie, l re-
peat, (hisses,) yes. say, LIE,-who says il
isn't lie? Garrison gets mad and explodes
and is not permitted TO stand on any leg.)
Hon. Preston King rises-(Cries, "give us &
speech from Whig.h) Mr.. King; (aside. y
lhere are no lire Wings here, only dead ones
An Ex-Clay man-rm Wing. I've Away,
been an out-an out Clay man.
Kisses from the Barnburner side of the
House. Kisses from the Additions.
; Voice-What does Clay think of the Will
$ mot provso?
i Ex-Clay man-not knowing can't say.
Abby Folsom-Don't Mr.. Clay own ninety
odd human beings called in derision "niggers'
or in crime "slaves?'
j Ex-Clay mani don't care for the niggers.--
u (Hisses from the Abolitionists, and groan
n from the Van Buren, menu I'm here for re
vengei rtrcngtl REVENGE!