Glasgow weekly times. (Glasgow, Mo.) 1848-1861, 1855-05-17
Marshall Post Master.

appolntee Is Cathonc ana IRISH
nan. II the following clever burlesque is
net enjoyed by the burlesqued themselves,
they are no true Sons of the Emerald Isle.
The Flynn Banquet.
On the evening Of the 18th, the friends
and countrymen of Micheal O'Flynn, as
sembled at tie Post-office, in Marshall,
where they were Hospitality received by
Counsellor Sly, who, in behalf of the Post
master, addressed them as follows:
Fellow -citizens:--It affords me unboun-
ded pleasure, as the particular friend and
confidential adviser OF our generous host,
TO offer you cordial welcome here tonight.
The lapse Of thirty days since Micheal o.
Flynn took charge of the Post-office in this
place, has not failed to demonstrate the mag
nitude of his intellect, and the realization of
our most sanguine anticipations. in promo
ting him to the dignity of Postmaster. In
the diversified and intricate duties of his
official position, he has fully sustained the
high character we ascribed to him. The
government is adorned, and the office en-
obled, by the impulse which his prominence
and his genius could not fail to inpart.-
Allow us to eXult. therefore, in the wisdom
that characterised our deliberations, and the
success OF that diplomatic frcsse, which
resulted in the route and overthrow of Ben
jamin Chase, and the elevation Of Mchea
O'FIynn.
I'll not encroach upon the privilege, l
might well claim Tonight to speak in length
ened terms of that man Chase-the head
and front of all that is nimical TO Catholics
and IriShmen. Nor will l waste our pre-
cioIls time, in naked words against the ahom-
Unable know Nothings shat serpent that
is coiling itself about the neck of the Pope,
and breathing into his holy nostrls the hot
pestii'erous breath and slime of its own pol
soned atmosphere. No, it is unnecessary
to arouse your Just indignation. The ap-
pointment of Micheal O'Flynn-as true a
Catholic as ever said mass-to the office Of
Postmaster. sounds the death knell to "Know
Nothingism:" but the thunders Of the vati-
can will scarcely suffice to awaken that case
hardened heretic-Chase-to the enormity
Of his offences. "The jaws of hell are now
gaping for him, and soon its formidable lips
will be hermeirically sealed forever" over
his unbelieving soul. Let US Danish these
thoughts, 'let joy be unconfined," and per-
NIT me. in conclusion, to express my ardent
desire that this union of choice spirits 10 night
may cause every hear: TO bound with Joy.
An imaginary supper is disposed Of, and
then come the toasts. Counsellors Sly fill
ling bumper, arose and offered tho follow.
ing complimentary toast:
The Emerald Ble-The land Of Larry
O'Bryan and Micheal O'FIynn.
Mrsrc. (,4ir:-The land o'my birth.)
Mcheal arose amid the most vociferous
cheering, and great destruction of alcho.
holic fluid "True brothers, speaking is
not me trade by profession, and yell not
expect a very Eloquent address from me-
But its mesef, Micheal O'Flynn, my mith.
er's own son, that's al'ays ready to reSth-
pond when ould Ireland's toasted. It's little
can say about the blissed ould country
ow-a-doys, tho its many livc-long day
I've raised the pate among the bogs of Com.
mora, and drank the delicious pohern in the
strates Of Killony. But hard times come
and father McGruAer, the Praost, tould me
to lave for Amerky, and mind my paters
and my ares. and God would reward me
SO | laid down me pick and spade, and
turned me back upon the ould country. -
;, All, an it was blessed day for us all
when I landed in Ameriky, and Joined tht
free Dmocratic party, and larned the hon
orable shoe-maker's trade Iver sin theI
we've bin courted and cnressed like dar
ling young maid. An dye see, the top o
my head would ha' been as bald as ST. Pat
: rick's, an I'd got an office, had stayed Their
till the Queen had her last baby. But il
the President himselr-long life to his hon
or-that's larded me with mn office unde
government It's here they appreciate
Irish talent,..all but the Know Nothings
luck to the dirty canibals! Martin Luther
not further in purgatory than they'll be, a,
the hand O. the Pope's once laid on en-
They are greater blight, than the pittati
rot in Ireland. A sunny day it will be t
: the airth, when they're in hell, and the hol
= Virgin splitting in their faces,
4 And now, I'll give you a bit of toast:
rs Counsellor SIy--As true an Irishma
as iver was born in Amerky.
This pointed compliment drew the cour
sellor to his feet, but Mikey Longham il
y. sisted upon his rights to the floor.
a Twas on sch occasions as this, that NJ
key felt Eloquent, jist as he did, when /
r addressed the Tipperary Boys ut Callam,
gurthy. He had few words TO say abo,
the Know Nothings-the ungroteful or,
turers. Twas little he cared for the spaw
of the ould serpent. Here the speaker WI
interrupted by Patrick O'Flaherty, who d
clared that there was some disagreeab
e scent in the room, that turned his stoma
h that whisky wouldn't relieve him
L must have air. Just at this juncture, a m
licious set of boys, supposed 10 be X. n.
'e marched by to the tune of the "BOyne W
l. ters."
This was too much for Irish blood,