Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1856-05-24
Lrrom the Richmond E

From the Richmond Il Cr
STANTON SAM IN HIS SUNDAY SUIT
Some dreadful deed has been perperated al Staun-
tol Our OLD friend, nulatto Sam, has met with
fol play. lie has been smothered abducted or im-
prisoned Possibly he has been dccoyed into the
Lnnatic Asylum, MS many sancr man than Sam has
Lstn, by pretended friends and Githess relatives
THIS Staunon Sam bears no resemblance to our old
acquaintance. lie is an imposter, a Lambert Simu-
ell q Perkin Warbeci rot the "true prince" He
hkd better not come to Richmond. He would be
detected in a moment here, for not a tip end of
Ia /" has he and the real Sam almost all tall
Our Sam, if you met him in the streets, in the
market or in church, was always muttering impre-
cations against the Pope and the foreigners"-
hey haunted him by day, and disturbed his dreams
by night Now StauHton Sam is no more afraid OF
Catholics and foreigners than VIC are. Our Sam
was nocturnal and suberranean in his life and hab-
lis lie Jurrowcd in the earth like the hedgehog ud
trowle about of nights like the owl. We doubt
whether he could sec by sunlight. The glare of that
Iaminary would have blinded him. This Staunton
fellow struts about at MONDAY, proud ne
gro on Easter holidays. The Richmond Grand
American Council must look into this ma ter
There has been foul play somewhere.
The aristocrntc Old Line Wings have either
changed the Euliop's skin, or trying TO palm off
= puny and iegitimnte White Sam, in place of the
brawny robust legitimate, Mulatto Sam. But Staun-
ton Sam fails to inform us what he rests his claims
70 the throne He cert ainlY is no know-Nohng,
no Abolitionist, no Wing, so far % we can gather
from his platform He is m entirely new aspirant
first started Staunon, and must enlghten US ihore
fully as TO the grounds of his title, and the charac-
Ter of his qualifications. His Sunday suit and hol-
day airs will not allay the suspicion that attaches
10 his birth; far less will they suffice TO win the
ahrone Tor him. Some one has just sent Us an &C
count of scene that occurred in Stanton, which We
annex and Which goes far to verify conjcctures;
For the Enquirer.
ACT I.-SCESE !.
Time, -Aiidnigat-A Street in Stdunton-
Sam 6ola4nq on 10 a lamp post, and occq-
sionally solloquizing.
|, SGN-Well! is this me? Fit is me, is it tie
same Sam that used to be2 Some of the larned
old line Wings say that aint nobody at all, just
SLind of idcar, a sort of thing they call mythe-
I'm dizzy, not drunk, just dizzy, from turning
+. round too often. Will they never stop turning
round ana mounting me new platforms? can't
keep the of EN-; my heads in wlr'. II / let
10 this rost shall fail down in the street, anil be
run over by cart or carried TO the watch-housc.-
Where's my tail? Gone clear gone! What will
Bolts say2 Bolts who loved and rlerishedthat trait
Why last winter was running all into tail, and
che Richmond folks mnde platform juzt TO ft the
tail alone. and now have more tail than Tom
OShanter's mare. have beer abducted like Nor
gan have been changed, snapped of, by them
proud old line Wings. This ANT Sam! 'Taint nc
body! How them cursed lamps wink at me. They
make game of me. Well one fellows gone out
Theregoes anotherI It's late.T ought to bet bed.
V.Y-f--
They cut off my tail. believe they will soon make
me an Irish Catholic. Yes that's to be my next
platform. The scarlet prostitute of Babylon, the
Pope, and the Devil I'm coming to that and had
as we'll begin to practice my part. I'll feed on
saur-kraut and drink irish whiskey-and wind up
with the part of the Native American born and
raised in Jnrmanr. If Fillmore wont suit, that fell
low with the long name will. ] am mazingly pleas
ed. with him Andrew Jackson Donelsonl That amt
his namei That's just my witt It's Andrew Jack
son, alter his old father as the Dutchmen say. But
ashley say in the play, To be, or not to be- that's
the question: Am Sam Z or just sort of dream
or an idear 2 Or am nothiug2 Well I'll Try,
like the boys used to do at the academy. 81 think
therefore, 1 ann Well, can t think. Never was
much given TO 1t in my life But what with turning
roundan round, and standing on new high plat
Forms and drinking extra julep OF two, I'm dizzy
and dunk can t think at ALL sIthink, therefore
ana, Icant think therefore, I am not Not Sam,
nor a dream, nor an idear-not nothing So I'll
lay down here aud go to sleep. believe it was
Sancho Panza who invented sleep. j wish he was
the ticket with me and Jackass, instead OF that
proud fellow FILLMORE it'll his fnrrin quality airs
and high notions. he had as mach experience in
government as Fillmore, and heap more manners
aud sense. / wonder after lie was tossed ON the
blanket, If he was dizzy and drunk as u am. They
served him right bad, hut his blanket, want half
MS hard and high rs my platforms wish I had il
here, for this mountain air feels chilly.