The weekly Minnesotian. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. Territory) 1852-1858, 1853-02-12
For the Mnnesotian.
A Letter from Sausage to our New Gaxernor


SR:-fou will, perhaps, whoever you NAV
be, receive your appointment as soon after the
Inauguration as the editor of the Democrat can
get the ear of the good-natured and afIable
Frank Pierce. That will not be many moments
after the inaugural procession moves from the
Capitol on the Fourth of March. Your name
will go before the Senate in advance of the new
Cabinet. This is certain; for Robertson has
said that the head of our present "Galphin -
Governor must come to the block the first thing
done; and we all know he is man who sue
ceeds in everything he undertakes The affairs
of Minnesota must be first attended to-the
great affairs of the nation, the complexion and
cast of the Cabinet, and the internal conflicts
which swell and surge in the ranks of the great
Pierce party, from the centre to the circumfer-
ence OF the Union. afterwards Sol was decreed
at the "oyster supper, Feb. LIST. 1853. "What
is writ is writ
Sausage has lived here from the start. He is
not sufficlently verdant to bow the knee to the
setting sun, when the golden rays of the rising
lumlnary are already lighting up the eastern
horizon. Yes, stree, even now,
ssThe morn, In russell mantle clad.
walks Ger the brow of yon high eastern hni''
Therefore. Sausage is friend of yours. You
may know this from the remarks he makes. He
wishes you to avoid the breakers and shoals
which have landed the bark of your predecessor
high and dry. To this end he has occupied
much time, and been to no little trouble, in or
der to be enabled to post you up in advance.
He has hunted up his old musty copy of ..Wood-
fall's Junius,' and rc-read Macauiay's sketch
OF Warren Hastings Burke's speech upon the
trial OF that celebrated prosecutor of the East
Indian princes has not been overlooked: and
the life OF Red Iron," by Madison Sweetser
and VIM B. Dodd, Ga valuable work yet in man
uscrlpt) has witnessed the gradual wasting
away OF his midnight oil and the bloom of
health upon his cheek. Alexander the Great
julius Caesar and Napoleon Bonaparte have
been consulted as models worthy of your adop-
ton. Their courses were brilliant, and their
ends glorious. The first died with ''snakcs in
his boOts''-thus being insensblc to the pangs
OF the remorseless conqueror, and the second
had his Jugular severed so suddenly and scien-
tlhcally that he never knew what hurt him.
Inc thrd, however, met a more agOnizing end.
having been eaten up by the pestilential air.
and the lice and 1eas of desolate island in the
Southern Atlantic. But as all three had "a
good time OF it'' while living, and but one of
them died with opportunity to allow the pangs
OF conscience for past guilt to trouble his latter
moments materially, Sausage thinks, upon the
whole, they are models worthy of your closest
imitation.
After you have the bone firmly clenched in
your teeth, you will have considerable difficulty
IN carrying 1t safely and securely through the
hungry pack which at that time will be bowling
through the streets of the Federal city. But
guess you can get through without losing it,
particularly if the editor of the Democrat
stands by with his big hickory club. He is
man OF mlght-one whom King David would
have regarded as a second Abner. He must
escort you to ST. Paul. You will never reach
here unless he does; and you will never get
along after you arrive unless you believe all
he prints in the Democrat or tells you privately.
Have nothing to do with the Pioneer. 1t pre-
tends to be Democratic, but it isn't. 1t is
clothed externally with soft, warm coat of
Democratic fur, but underneath, its Federal
Wing bristles stick out "like quilts upon the
fretful porcupine." 1t is true, it is the oldest
Democratic journal in the Territory-having
reared the standard and warred for an organi-
cation of the party long before the Democrats
daddy and mamma thought of giving concep-
ton to that hopeful bantling but what of that
The Pioneer is now in the hands of 40 BrOwn:r
and at the request of the Sioux Indians he
wrote the names of their head men when they
made their assignment at Traverse dcs Sioux.
Therefore he is no Democrat and not to be
trusted
When the steamboat which bears you to your
new seat of power arrives at the Lower Land
ing, st. Paul, you will perhaps meet in the
cabin, or near the clerks Office, a short, thick
SET ruddy-faced, good-natured looking gentle
man, and will be introduced to him as "Dr.
Borup." But do not recognise him. Avoid
him as you would pestilence or sherifrs
officer. He is the devil incarnate. There is no
mistake about this. 1t is now fixed fact The
editor of the Democrat hath shown it conclu-
slvely. He has proved that the period of a
. IN u years mentioned in the goth chapter
OF Revelations has expired, and that the evil
one has been "loosed for little season" in the
shape and form here indicated. He (the deviD
hath taken the power ascribed to him by Ham,
let, ''to assume pleasing shape" "This was
some time paradox, but now the time gives it
proof and he now walks the streets of St.
Paul. seeking whom he may devour. 1t is true
you will never encounter him engaged in talk
ing politics, or meddling with political ques-
lions on the contrary you will always find
t nlm IN his oounting-room, looking after the
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