Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1856-04-12
From the Philadelphia Bulletin
JAMES'S LAST.

Which ho calls "The Old Dominion"
and he is plainly of opinion
That this story new, romantic,
Written this side the Atlantic,
Full of characters Virginiau,
I. I. V. g of the Old Dominion,
Is a very splendid fiction,
Novel in its plot and diction,
Destined too, to make a sensation,
In this stirring Yankee nation.
Well, this novel new Of James's,
Though 1t hasn't the same names rs
Other famous stories written
By this peserving Briton,
Is tho same familiar story
That our fathers have grown hoary
Over, reading, reading, reading
Twice a year, thus sadly feeding
On stale food, nor growing stronger;
For these thirty years, or longer,
They have had the sam old diet,
The same miscries to sigh at,
The same love affairs to laugh at,
The same wishy-wash to quatfat
The same cold and cloying dishes,
Unrelieved by soup or fishes
Tough old beefsteak and tomato,
Only momine mutato.
1t is strange that in Virginia.
G,'P. r., our friend, could spin you
Thus a yarn of English fashion,
Old and weak and strung with trash on
But it proves tho ancient notion,
That those men who cross the ocean,
Though they change their native colu m,
Keep, whatever fatcs assail 'em,
The same animum they carry
To the land wherein they tarry.
True it is, the ancient horsemen
Who are James's matter-of-course men,
In his other tales %recounted,
Are in this one dismounted,
And they're in a schooner seated,
Where they're very kindly treated,
For they're slipping good old brandy;
More than for their health is handy
But We recognise their faces,
Their grimaces and their graces.
One is fair and somewhat larkish,
But the others rather darkish,
And we give them friendly greeting
AT this unexpected meeting.
Though we cannot help condolin'
That their horses have been stolen.
When he gets his party landed,
G. p. Rive must be candid
Show US more familiar faces,
Ladies with the same old graces,
Men of dress and manners c~ourtly,
Some with figures stout and portly,
Some Of gentle birth and breeding,
Others both most sadly needing;
For he shows us too some villains,
Who are given to lows and Mullins.
But this novels features
Are those of the sable creatures,
Slaves of old Virginia masters,
Who regard as worst disasters
All the plains Of abolition
To change them or their condition.
And he shows us, too, some others,
Whom his countrymen call 'brother,"
Who get up an instruction,
And, but for their prompt detection,
Would have filled the State with slaughter,
Making blood flow like water.
Now G. p. r. James, in former
Times, was known to be much warmer
In his love for sable creatures.
For their mind and for their features,
And long since he wrote a poem
For his English friends, to show 'em
How our Yankee starry banner
Was a satire in a manner.
Wither a keen ~allusion knowing
To the "strips" upon it showing.
But Of late the Queen Of Britain,
AS reward for what he'd written,
Or to drive from her dominions
All his tales and stale opinions,
Made him consul down at Norfolk
That he might not show before folk
Any more of the old twaddle
That's engendered in his noodle.
Well in Norfolk he's residing.
Where he finds excuse for hiding
Every abolition notion
That he had across the ocean,
And he ~flatters each Virginian
OF the Courtly Old Dominion /;
For a suit of tar and feathers
Isn't pleasant in all weathers.
But the Queens benign intention
And her royal intervention
To suppress this fruitful writer,
Who for years has grown no brighter,
Has a failure been disastrous,
For he now begins to plaster us
With the old unpleasant mixture,
And he seems to De a fixture
In Virginia for, Victoria,
You're determined he shan't bore you,
And you'll keep him down at Norfolk,
Where he cannot worry your folk
And where chance of fever yellow
May removet the writing fellow
March Is, 1856.
IMPORTANT ARRANGEMENT.-We are Infol
that, in accordance with the general purpose
pressed at the late meeting of the Ohio and l
s~ylvania Road, arrangements have been perfe
within a few days past, between the Pennsylv
| Ohio and pannaylvania the Fort Wavna and