Fremont journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County [Ohio]) 1853-1866, 1854-09-01
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A Lyric for tIlc Times.

"Past two O'Clock aud cloudy sky2"
Yet the host sat wakeful still, and shook
His head, aud winked with a knowing look
"Ho! ho" said he, W ith chucbling tone,
"l know the way th thing is done
Twice five are ten, a nd another V,
Two ones, two twos, and ragged three,
Make twenty-four for my well-flled fob
Ile! its rather good nights job!
The fools have uzzled my brandy unG wine,
Much good may it do them-Mc cash Is mine!'
And he winked again with knowing look,
Aud from his cigar tn ashes shook
"He he the yonk ers are in my net
| have them safe, aud III 1eeGe them yet.
There's Brown-what jolly dog is he!
And he swells the way that | like TO see:
Let him dash for while at this reckass rate,
And his farm is mine, as sure as fate.
I've mortgage now on Tompkns' lot
W hat fool he was TO become a sot!
But it's luck TO nfc--in month or so
shall iorec!ose, and the scamp must go.
Zounds. won't his wife have a taking on
When che learns that his house and lot are gone d?
How she will blubber, aud sob, and sigh
But business is business, an d what care 10
And Gibson has murdered his child, they say;
lie as drunk as a 70 OF here, yesterday:
And gave him hint as J wentt TO fill
His jug-but the brute ro uh have his will
And the folks blame Re-why, bless their gz.
zirdsi
IL didn't sell, he w ould go TO lizards!
l've right to engag in Lawful trade,
And take my chance where there'saeash to be
made.
If men get drunk, and 90 home 10 turn
Their wives out door, lis the ir own concern
But hate TO have women come TO Inc
w it'll their tweedle- dun and their tweedle- de
With their swollen eyes and haggard looks,
And their speeches harmed from the temper
ance books;
With their pale, lean children-thc whimper-
ing Goos
Why ant they get TO the public schoolsl
Let the huzzies mind their own afftirs,
For never ha We interered with theils.-
| will turn no customer away
Who is willing 20 buy, and able 10 pay;
For business is busin ess-"he! he! he"
And he rubbed his han DIS in his chuckling glee--
MANY lark have caught in my net
have them sare--l will fleece them yet!''
"lle he; he!' Twas an echoed sound
Amaz ID the grog seller looked around;
This side and th at through the smoke pcered he,
But nought but the chairs could the grog-
Ter see.
"llo! ho! he! he!" with gutteral note!
II seemed TO come from an iron throat rise,
ENHu HlS huttS lHtN huooN, anu ms Hui B"h w
And he opened his mouth, and strained his eyes.
And 10 in corner, dark and dim.
Stood AN unconth form, with an aspect grim
From his grisly head, through his snaliy hair,
Sprouted of hard rough horns, puIr--
And redily his shaggy brow below,
Like sulphurons flames did his small eyes glow,
And his lips were curled with sinister smile,
Aud the smoke belched forth from his lips the
while.
Folded and buttoned around his breast,
Was qurint aud silvery cleaning vest,
Asbes tos il seemed-but we only guess
Uhy he should fancy cold dress
Breeches he wore OF an amber hue,
From the rear OF which, IA tail peeped through
His feet were shaped like bulock's hoof,
And the boots he wore were calorc proof.
In his hand he bore-if hand il was,
Whose fingers were shaped like u vutures s
claws
A three-ined fork, and its prongs SO dull
Through the ockets were thrust of grinning
skull
Like a sceptre he waved it to and fro.
As he softly chuckled 'ha! ha! no! ho!"
And all the while were his eyes. that burned
Like sulph urous flames, OH the grog seller
turned!
Aud how did he feel be meath That look7
Why, his jaw fell down, and he shivered aud
shook,
And quvered and quaked in every limb,
As if an ague-fil had hold OF him!
And his eyes to the monster grim were glued,
Aud his tongue was as stiff as billet of wood,
But the iiend laughed on-"ho. no! he! he!"
And switched his tail in his quiet gee.
"Why, what do YOU fear my friend7" he said
And nodded the horns of his grizzly he ad--
YOU'RE an ally Of mine, and love you welli
In a very warm county that men call He'll,
| hold my courl-aud I'm proud to say,
| have not faithfuler fend in pay
Than you, dear sir for work of evil
Mayhap you don't know me,-l'm called the
Devil"
Like a galvanized corpse, so pale and wan,
Upstarted, instanter, that horror-struck man
And he turned up the white of his google eyes,
With look half terror and half surprise,
And his tongue W as loosed, but his words were
few
"The devil!-you don't" eyes, faith! do"
Interrupted Old Nick -"and here's the proofs,
Just twig my tail, and my horns and hoofs!
Having come from warmer climes below,
To chat wi tn friend an hour or so,
And the ght being somewhat chill, think
You might ask an old fellow to take drink.
Now let it be strong-the clear, pure stuff
Sweetened with brimstone-a quart is enough,
Stir up the mass in an iron cup,
And heat by fire tIll II bubbles up!'
AS the devil bade so the grog.seIer did,
Filled the hagon with gin to the lid
nd when il boiled and bubbled Ger,
The fiery draught TO his gucst he bore
Nick in jifiy the liquor did quaff
And thanked his host with a gutteral laugh
Blu faint and few were the smiles. ween,
That on the grog'seller's face were seen.
For mortal fear was on him then,
And he deemed that the ways OF living men
He would tread no more-that his hour had
come,
And his Master, too, TO call him home!
Thought went back TO the darkened past,
And shrieks were heard on the wintery blast,
And gliding before him, pale aud dim,
Were gibbering fends and spectres grim
clio! ho!" said Nick, ''tls a welcome cold
You give to a friend so true and old,
Who has been for years, in your own employ,
Running about like an errand boy,
But we'll not fall out for clearly see
You're rather afraid ctis strangely ofme
Do you think I've come for youl--never fear
You can't be spared for a long while here!
"There are hearts 10 break, there are souls 10
win
From the ways OF peace, TO the paths Of sin
There are homes TO be rendered desolaie;
There is trusting love 10 be changed 10 hate;