Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1858-04-17
THE FIGHT OVER THE BODY OF KEITT
(AN HoyERio PASSAGE FROM TUE GREAT AMERICAN
EPIC, THE wAsHINGToNIAD.)
From Pinch.

Seem but as niggers to wop, and hills OF the small
lest ~potatoes.
Late and long was the fight on the Constitution Of
Kansas;
Daylight passed into dusk, and dusk into lighting
Of g%aslamps-
Still on the floor Of the house the heroes unwear'
led were fighting.
Dry grew palates and tongues with excitementand
expectation.
Plugs we're becoming exhausted, and Representa-
tives also.
Who led on to the war the ti.Lecomptonite pha-
lanx3
Grow, hitting straight from the shoulder, the
Pennsylvania Slasher;
Him followed Hickman, aud Potter the wiry, from
woody Wisconsin,
Washburn stood with his Observation-Disclosures
stood with Elihu;
Broad Illinois sent the one, and woody Wisconsin
the other.
Mott came mild as new milk, with gray hairs
under his broad brim,
Leaving the first chop location and water privilege
near it,
Held by his fathers OF old on the willow-fringed
banks of Ohio.
Wrathy Covode, too, 1 saw, and Montgomery
ready for mischief.
Who against these to the floor led on the Lecomp-
tonite legions?
Keitt of South Carolina, the clear grit, the tall,
the ondaunted-
Keitt, and Reuben Davis, the raa'l boss of wild
Mississippi;
Barksdale, wearer of wigs, and Craige from North
Carolina.
Craige and scorny Mcqueen, and Owen, and
Lovejoy and Lamar,
These Mississippi sent to the war, 'tres junci in
uno."
Long had ragged the warfare Of words; it was four
in the morning:
Whiting and expectoration and liquorin' all were
exhausted,
When Keitt, tired of talk, bespake Reu. Davis, 20
Reuben,
Crows a tarnation blackguard, and I've conclud-
ed to clinch him."
This said, up to his feet be sprang, and loos'ning
his choker,
Strengthened himself for a grip, as q bar hunter
DOWN in Arkansas
Squares to 20 in at the bar. when the dangerous
varmint is cornered.
Come out, Grow" he cried, you Black Repub-
lican puppy
Come on the floor, like q man, and darn my eyes,
but l Il show you"
Him answered straight hitting Grow, "Waal now,
l calkilate, Keitt,
No nigger.driver shall leave his plantation in
South Carolina.
Here to crack his cow-hide round this cbild's ears
Z if he knows it,"
Z Scarce had he spoke when the hand, the chival
. rOus five fingers of keitt.
:, Clutched at his throat-had they closed, the
a speeches of Grow had been ended-
Never more from a stump had he stirred up tbs
free and enlightened
But though smart Keitt's mauleys. tho mauleys o
Grow we're still smarter:
Straight from the shoulder he shot-not OweI
d Swift, or Ned Adams
h Ever put in his right with more delicate feeling o
distance.
n As drops hammer On anvil, SO dropped Grow
t right into Keitt
Just whore the jugular runs to the point at whic
= Ket,h ties his drop-knot-
o Prone like a log sank Keitt, his dollars rattle
e about him.
Forth sprang his friends Ger the body; frs
Barksda!e, waving wig-wearer,
Craige and Mcqueen and Davis, the ra'sl boss {
wild Mississippi;
Fiercely they gathered round Grow, catawampou'
ly up as to chaw him:
Blu. without Potter they reckoned, the wiry froI
woody Wisconsin:
r. lie, striking out right and left, like a catamour
n. warm int and vicious,
~ Dashed to the rescue, and with him the Wasl
burns, Cad wallader, Elihu:
tn Slick into Barksdale's bread basket walked Pc
81 ter's one. two hard and heavy.
K Barksdale fetched wind in a trice, dropped Gro
~ and let out ut Elihu.
nv Then like a fountain had flowed the claret
lis Washburn the elder,
RS But for Cadwallader's care-Cadwallader, guar
of his brother,
!? Clutching at Barksdale's mob, into chancery SOC
would have drawn it.
~ Well was it then for Barksiale, the wig that wa
is ed over his forehead:
ez OF in Cadwallader's hand it came, and, the wear,
"a releasing,
Left the conquerer naught but the scalp of Il
er bald foeman.
an Meanwhile, hither and thither, a dove on the W
OF tiers Of trouble,
VI Moved Mott, mild as new milk, with his gre
Of hair under his broad brim,
w Preaching peace to deaf ears, and getting consi
re erably damaged.
| Cautious Covode in the rear, as dubious what
he might come to,
re Brandished a stone-wars ~spittoon 'gainst whoev
a. might seem to deserve it
Little it mattered to him whether Pro or AM
a ~Lecompton,
So but he found in the Hall q foeman worthy h
es weaponl
Il, So ragged this battle of men, till into the thick
~ the melee,
il Like the herald of old stepped the sergoanta
s,I Arms aud the speaker.