Arkansas true Democrat., 1859-09-14
The Estate of John Kew.

The Estate of John Kew. MR. EDIToR-The third letter select for you from the papers of John Kew, c ceased, is rhyming one from "a a noted r litician about Helena," is dated June 1859, and is entitled
 THE POLITICIANS DREAM. Last night had a curious dream
 For was king of Arkansaw. My simplest words were stern commands, My will was undisputed law; Phce-hunters watched my every look, All anxious my behests to do- What dye think of that, my P?
 What dye think of that, my Kew? Methought went to Little Rock,
 Alas our thoughts in dreams do mock us) And there, by means of deep-laid plans, Controll'd the legislative caucus; Sebastian-Hempstead-both were crushed A tool of mine elected, too! What dye think of that. my P?
 What dye think of that, my Kew? Then reading o'er the old Gazette,
 Their tricks, their humbugs and surprises, got by note, to urge again
 As leader of dsorsanzers- Know nothings, half-breeds, tender footed, With these to form party new. What dye think of that, my P?
 What dye think of that, my Kew? The stubborn people must be conquered, Dismay be scattered through their ranks; 50 l enlarged upon taxation,
 And manfully stood up for banks; l swore there was an olgarchy,
 A junto, clique, and favored few; What dye think of that, my P?
 What dye think of that, my Kew? promised those who took "per diem,'' Their course, with speeches, to defend, 'Tis uphill work and I'm not one To hurt myself to save a friend; So let the act go undefended,
 Twas great wrong, twixt and you; What dye think of that my P?
 What dye think of that, my Kew? l saw that organ of the people,
 The True Democrat, was in my way l tried the firecest, foul abuse,
 But soon found out that would not pay; Finding could not break it down, Resolved to have paper too; What dye think of that, my P?
 What dye think of that, my Kew? Methought the people fought me stoutly- The democratic press opposed But, bullying some and wheedling others, At length the bitter contest closed; Democracy lay in the dust
 Exulted the old liner crew. What dye think of that, my P?
 What dye think of that, my Kew? With legislature all my own,
 Who nothing but my will reflected, told them what they had to do, And why had them thus elected; Their duty was to prosecute
 Each democrat who still was true; What dye think of that, my P? What dye think of that, my Kew? Lands that were mortgaged to the bank, had, of course, at once released. Certain estates, by this, you see, Relieved of debt, were much increased! Thousands of dollars saved to some Which one day I'll inherit too; What dye think of that, my P? What dye think of that, my Kew? For millions then the State was bound Rather an awkward stuation- But l cut that gordian knot at once And promptly urged repudiation. Let others whistle for their debts, 50 get rich-and you-and you What ye think of that, my P? What dye think of that, my Kew? To climb to power, had to tread On friendship, honor, plighted faith; But mad ambition knows no ties, And stops at nothing short of death! -ambition-passions these Unknown to the ignoble crew; What dive think of that, my P? What dye think of thlt. my Kew? Now was not that pleasant dream, For an ambitious man like me? Then let Us try, though much l fear The people will choose to be free, But Fear, ayaunt! let's show the world. What desperate men dare risk and do, What dye think of that, my F? What dye think of that, my Kew?
 TOMMY