The Cadiz Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1854-1864, 1858-10-20

! Lead him out TO the common. Lei nlIn slarfe,
For he eats up my corn, and he trsmpIes down my
a. hay
-. n . Poor old horse, let him die"
Joshu1 @ iddings, Joshua r. Giddings the
grand. hthGr Of the republicans has been turned
out on the common to starve. This same Josh.
ua was the great discoverer ofthe brilliant idea
that southern slavery could be made as proht-
able to n few northerners as the saveholdeTs
themselves-that while niggers served. their
masters directly they could be made to serve
others indirectly. Filled with enthusiasm by
his discovery, he raised the abo ltion standard,
and soon gathered around it force sufficient to
seat him in a com Portable corner of Uncle Sans
treasury. But in his haste he neglected to copy
right his idea and his speeches, and soon there
rose up little Joshuas all over the country. To
their shame be it spoken, they have now crowd
ded the poor old man from his corner. After
he had sat there for score Of years feeding up
on the fat of the Land and looking upon his
place as his inheritance in iancied Sc
curity, dreaming over his happy past, or building
air castles ofa prosperous future, he suddenly
found himself iloored on the broad Of his back,
and another in his much loved seat. What
wonder that the old veteran should retire to
some secluded spot, and give vent to his feelings
in waiing over the ingrotitude Of men, and in
bidd ing heart. rendng farewell to the treasu-
ryla pig 10 ts...
! l'"Oh, unhappy 'exiles of Florida, did l not
picture your suiferihgs in colors more brilliant
than truthful? Oh my colored bretheren on
the cotton plantations, have not worn out my
lungs in wailing over your wrongs, and racked
my brains in imagining evils you felt not But
what were all these to woes like mine. Behold
| brought up child; taught its infant lips to
Shrek for freedom, and | taught its little hands
to pilfer the peoples money. taught it also
all manner ofdemagOguery and political hum
buggery. And now that ungrateful child hath
robbed me of mine inheritance. oh wretched
man that am When Idebased myself to the
negro and proclaimed him my equal in all re-
spccts, had prop to sustain me--both my
| hands were in the treasury. Now, alas, the
prop hath fallen, and have .fallcn and am there
| lower than my darling exiles' Much of my
substance have invested in the underground
railroad. Many colored brother have stolen
from comfortable home in the South and sent
! t. starve in Canada. But then was the voice Of
conscience drowned by the jitgling ofthe dimes
taken from Uncle SUMS treasury. Now, alas,
! they jingle no longer.
"Oh Treasury, my best, my earliest friend,
how have suffered for you, and how much
more you hcve suffered for me- In evil as well
as god report did not ceaye unto you? Have
/ mot won the title ofthe battle Scared veteT-
an" and in whose cause have | bsttled but
| yours? Surely all men will say that during my
whole life have labored with an eye singled
to You, But through the base ingratitude oGmy
offspring We musttakc the parting hand. And
now, old Treasury, from the bottom Of my in
most soul, and with emotions Of the btterest
anguish, hid YOU an everlasting and affection
ats FAREWELL! H
"P. S.-Aiggers, take care Of yourselves
hereafter"
up. P. S.---A little underground railroad
stock for sale at reduced prices for cash, or ex-
/ changed for "human chattels."
sand this old boss lay on the ice
And on his hip.b bone sot a NJ leo ~