The Placer herald., 1856-08-02

preachers anu pOlllCldilS, VI Z" WV" 's''fN1
have become as thick together as p'ck-pock-
ets-in fact, political meeting, composed
of the Fusion fanatics is no longer consider
ed complete without a liberal sprnkling OF
the CLOTH add it is seldom that one is allow
ed to proceed to business until some sanctlfled
brother shall roll his eyes heavenward and
put up politco- gous petition suited to
the emergency of the case, and as an offset
to the heathenism and hypocrisy which may
Immediately follow. Preachers, too, are
sometimes found minging pretty freely in
the discussion which take place at these polit-
ical assemblages, and otherwise manitestng
zeal in pothouse matters which goes to
show that we live in an age of progress, such
as it is. At the recent Black Republican
State Convention, the cloth (minus the sack)
were present in goodly force, and, taking off
their coats and rolling up their sleeves, it is
said that they pitched in with looseness
known only to the shoulder strikers and
short boys Of the Five Points, and by their
new born zeal for free negroes, gained for
themselves high praise among the unannoin-
ted outsiders A sketch of the remarks
made by one of them has been forwarded to
us for publication. 1t is as follows:
MY Bretheren We are told somewhere
| needn't be particular where-that the psal-
mist could play on harp of a thousand
strings, ah-but my breethering, in these
DAYS of Citing down stairs from grace, a
Samist aims expected to do more than spread
himself on a single string, ah. Therefore,
my breetherng, ah, let us give ourselves no
uneasiness about the nine hundred and ninety
nine that we can't handle, ah, but let us unite
in playing upon harp ofa single string
spirits of white men made black, ah.'
my Breetherng. AS we came stringng
along into this Convention, like pack-mules
crossing the Isthmus, thought to myself
that each one of us might have a string of
his own to pull, and that may be many Of us
might have several strings in his bows, ah.
hope hurt no mans feelings by this dis
course, ah. NV moto always is to tell the
truth and shame the devil, ah--an institution
of sin and wickedness who is always roaming
about like a roaring lion seeking where he
can kill somebody, ah. But, my breethering,
now that politics and religion have got so
mixed up that YOU can't tell one from the
other, think it would be good for us to let
90 all holds, except one, and 90 our Billy
best upon a harp Of a single string spirits
Of white men black ah.'
"Mv Breethering, There is a great many
kinds of strings in this world, ah. First
there is the latch string hung out and the
latch string pulled in, ah Then, there is the
fiddle string, (and a very wicked string it is
my brethering, land the bag strings, and the
slider the proof of the pudding, ah. And
then there is string beans, and that audacious
varmint, StrngfelIow, ah-but, my breethern
to return to the dscours, let me impress up
on you the popularity Of playing upon harp
Off single string, spirits of white men made
Black. ahn
my Breethering, | suppose you all have
heard of a religious Society called the Know
Nothings, ah. Well, my breethcring, although
| say it who shouldn't, Eve ottcoys been one
Of 'em-but, my hearers, now feel to believe
that that string won't do to tie to, ah-for
it is liable to break in two in the middle. and
let us fall several ways for Sunday, ah. No,
my broothcring, though Sam, at the outset,
gave promise of immortality and salvation,
vet in these latter days this "son of the sres,
he is seen to stray off ah, far beyond the
travels Of the prodigal son, and if we don't
look out the fatted calf will grow to be bul-
luck before he comes back, ah. Therefore,
my breethering let us take to onr human
bosoms the sweet-scented form Of Sambo,
that dark colored emblem of equality, ah-
and let us play upon a harp of a single string
spirit Of white men made black ah.'
"My Brethering. We shouldn't be afraid
or ashamed to own our color, ah. 1t is a very
wicked thing indeed to turn up the human
snout at the works Of natur, ah. Who cares
for the color in a dog fight! A rose by any
other name would smell as sweet ah What
then, if we do fool the foreigners? What il
we do kiss the nigger babies, ah! The
Egyptian mummies who have been mumied
these thousand years, are none the worse or
the wiser now for anything they did while in
the flesh, ah. 1t will be the same with us
my breethering in the laps Of a few centuries,
ah. When Gabriel shall blow his trumpet,
ah-when the moon shall turn to blood ah
when the sky shall be rolled back as a
scroll and all naur shall be done up in rag
ah, then tie kissing of few innocent little
nggers, and then running away for few buck
ones, will come back as sweet smelling savor
and give us lick forward towards Jordan, ah
playing on harp of siugle string spirits Of
white men made black
any Breethering! There is another string
which we have all been pulling at for 10!
these many years, ah, but which, in the Ian
guage of one of our great guns, we must now
"let Slide" ah-I mean, my breethering, that
pous piece Of tow twist called Temperance
Liquor, my breethering, has color as we'll as
twang, ah. We can't run niggers through
on the underground railroad, unless we also
say to liquor, 'let it rum" ah, "Spirits of
white men made black-Spirits of liquor
made free"-them must be our sentiments
ah We can't oppose the laws of govern
ment and aid the insurrection in Kansas, un-
less we set the example at home of splitting