Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1854-09-30

SCENE FROM THE RUSSIAN GENTLEMAN, AN UNriNisu
ED DRAMA.
ScrNE-S. Petersburg. Il room in The Palace. tn
EMPEROR OF RUSSIA, The GRAND DUKE CoSsTAN
TINE and DR.. THOMAS CoTTMAN seated. Al III
eiboto Of each. on a maldchie table. sherry coGGler
CoTTMAN smoking a cigar, ,eiM his heels e!crdtet
on the back Of a chair.
Emp. Yes, Doctor, in this world there are tv,
forms
Of governments, and but two, possible,
Your own and ours. You, an enlightened people
Are capable Of sclfrulc each of you
A sovereign is, whose subjects are himself.
Coffin. And niggors.
Emp. Yes and niggers, But our Russians
Unripe for institutions such as yours,
AS yet do need q master.
Coffin. expect
There just the difference iS'tween you and We.
Iourn is white niggers, Emperor, ourn is Black.
You WINS more slaves than we do.
Emp. Even so.
CoHm. And you and we are near about as like,
As cowhide is to knout.
Emp. And both combined
Conm. Will fog creation
Grand d. And the Britishers.
Coffin. Grand Duke, you're right, tell you vhat
Grand Duke,
You talk exactly like q rcg'lar Yankee,
Though in your silks you stand but FIVE feet FIVE,
You'd pass for one on Broadway-that's a fact;
Now, Emperor, hand US q cigar.
Emp. Try these. Passes cigar CASEY
They re Cubas; and although the question may
Appear superluous-do you smoke?
Cotm. Wal, yes,
Emperor, I rather speculate l do.
Emp. Well, Doctor, now's your time to take you
Cuba;
You shall do SO and l, in the meanwhile.
VIII help myself to Turkey.
CoHm. Here's a light
Emp. Thanks, Doctor, for the candle you propose
To hold to Nicholas.
Grand D. Those Britishers
Would Nicholas corrupt to a nickname,
Whereby the miscrcants do miscall my sire.
Consume the dastards!
Cohm. Dastards, towards, ours,
Rascals and scoundrels, ~loafers, possums, 'coonsl
Grand ID. Nation of hucksters, pcdlars!
Emp. Shopkeepers!
Coffin. The mighty Russian Eagle, I compute,
At Cronstadt and Sebastopol, right slick,
viii chaw the NANCY British Lion IN.
Enter tie GRAND DrcuEss MARIE.
Wal, Emperor, wal, Grand Duke, I call that there
The finest gal in Europe.
Grand Duch. Doctor, pray
How are the patients? And have your prescribed
This physic for Papa and Constantine?
The doctor his own medicine takes, l see;
So | suppose it must be rather nice.
C0Hm. Taste it, Grand Duchess.
Offers his glass and straw. She takes a sack.
Grand Ouch. Oh how very good!
Returns glass and sirau.
Coffin. III keep that straw. I'll never part with it;
BARNuM would give me something for the straw
Which the Grand Duchess sucked her cobbler thro'
But he shan't have it.
Grand Ouch. Go along with you'll
| will not stay and let you make me vain,
Farewell, you h~attcring Doctor. [Eaa.
Coffin. Wal, time flies,
The hour has come for me, likewise, to say
The word of parting, and absquatalatc.
So, About Sitka
Emp. Tell your government
That they shall have it cheap, at their own price,
I'll sell it at a loss, so that l may
The Yankee thorn plant in the British side.
COHm. Wal, good bye, Emperor, and good bye,
Grand Duke;
Your message I will take to GENERAL PIERCE.
And may we strike 4 bargain, You, m%eanwhilst,
Will lick them cussed Britishers, l hope,
Into a tarnal and Immortal smash,
White down all their greatness to a pint,
Scuttlc their island, initiate JouN BULL,
And of MS catawampous carcasc leave
No more than an invisible grease-spot. Eri.
Emp. Farewell!
Grand d. Adicu, most rich American.
Emp. There goes a gull of Anglo-Saxon brood
The dirty bird befouls his own old nest,
Would he befouled that only IIo, there! Put
The windows up and fetch a mop or broom
In what n mess the wretch has made the room !!
Scene closes.