The weekly Ottumwa courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1857-1872, 1857-11-19


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Sing song CT specie, .
Gotham all awry, -.
Seven and fifty Bank birds
Knock'd into pi
90 When the Banks were opend
The Cashiers tried to sing
Wasn't that pretty dish
To send TO Gov'nor King!
The King up al Albany
.ae Fighting off the brokers.
. The Cashiers were in Wall street #
Working hard as stokers;
Presidents shining
Up and down the street;
Out rushed Br07on bear
And knocked them of their feet.
Hark! bark, the Banks do bark.
E21 The brokers have come to town.
Some with 'bags" and some with "rags"
? To hunt the specie down.
There was man In our town,
Who wondrous wise, .s.s..
He jumped into the Barbary coast,
And drew out his supplies.
And when he got his specie out,
With all his might and main, .
He rushed into another bank
aHu cohciuueu tliaL, All tnlhRs cousluer-
ed he might as well deposit il again
Here we go up, DIP, up!
us I'd Here we go round round, roundyi .f. B.. ..
Here We go backwards and forwards, ;.
as Here We 30 down, down, downyl ...
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Ba! ba! Bank sheep, have you any gold?
Yes, marry, have |, three bags told;
One for depositors, one for me, -.s.
And one for an old chap thatlves across the sea-
ESQ., ssH Note-shaver! Note-shaver! ... ...r..
Fly away home; .... -
Your notes protested,
aa" Your fingers win burn.
... one-Two! What shall We do9
Three-Four! Close up the door.
Five-Six They are coming like bricks.
Seven Eight! Ask them to wait
Nine-Tenl Good friends, come in.
~ Eleven--Twelve! The deposites wen
shelve.
Thirteen--Fourteen! Stop exporting!
Fifteen-sxteen! Amt We fixed in?
seventeen-E Eighteen Keep 'en waiting
Nineteen--Twenty! Faults are empty!
There a Public had Bank
And 1t had naught TO give her;
so.T And bade Its folks consider
The folks considered very well,
But couldn't get their money,
And bade them play another tune
"0h! speciepayings funny"
Monday night, It shall be the whole care
To say that our Banks all on the square
y = D. On Tuesday morning the folks will come In,
Never one Of 'em get any tin.
Fify-odd banks were bulled up by the Yorkers,
Seventeen times as high as the moon;
When they expected suspension DON'T know
But come the smash DID, and remarkable soon;
'Yorkers, New Workers, New Workers. said /,
Why do you brag so remarkable high9"
"To keep up exchange while we cam" they did cry;
"But well fall and be with you by and by"
:. There was Teller who had naught,
And drawers came to spot it;
He slept into the specie vault,
And then they thought they'd got IL;
But he crept out the other side,
ii And then they could not find him;
n He ran fourteen miles In fifteen days,
Andnever looked behind him.
Paymy check, pay my check. Bankers man,
No can't, master, by any plan;
Then take II and cross II and mark 1t with G.,
n And then 1t win do for Tommy and me.
Pretty Director! Your Bank let me milk.
I'll give your wife an imported silk!
And dozen gloves, you shall see,
Ifyou win come down with a discount to me-
Richard and Robin were two Pretty men, er
They laid a-bed tiiIthe clock struck ten,
Rsbn starts up and looks at the sky
To Bank! brother Richard, our specie Is dry;
Do you 60 before with the check aud the bag,
And Ill follow after on Little Jack nag.
High ding diddle, remember Mich Biddie,
The Banks have gone up like balloons,
.ss The Democrats laughed to see the sport,
And the Brokers went in for the spoons