Saint Paul weekly Minnesotian., 1859-01-08

Another world lights eve and morn.
Thus runs the legend: that year
4 With all its joys and woes and pains
But marks the advent of Star
| Which all the annual dead contains:
Make up its world, its heaven, its hell,
By graded lines from central Sun;
The wicked far, the good we tell,
! BY distance from the Holy One
| O, if on earth, such lines could show
The place of men in public eye;
How few but soon would fall below
The lowest grades in starry sky.
! E'sn Minnesota, all alone,-
Did God his mercy on us she'd
The back seats of such star might own,
And fill exclusive with her dead!
ABOUT MISTER sIBLEY AND HIS OTTER TAIL.
There's Sibley-Monsieur- breed Chic
The Moccasin with buck skin heart
Who stretched his conscience like thief
To steal to rule by forgery's art
Honor" he boasts, yet Protest signs
To cheat three thousand honest votes,
From being counted in the lines
With Ottertars own bastard notes!
But, ere Medary and Brown Joe
Majority Of Canvass Board,
Who "forgeries damned" Ger all the town
But swore, as well, they'd count them too!
Ere these old scoundrels certified
Our Sibley, Governor, though q crime
Mcndota's Chieftain Modified
His Conscience % with Caucus sign:
Pacific Railroads Office sees,
One night before the counting day,
A gathering of Democracy's
Large leaders of its late array.
They meet to ease their Sibley's breast
OF Honor's qualms at stealing place
I" He wished advice-was it the best
To take advantage of the casee
" He kneao the Ottertail Canvass
"Was all afraud-nay, forgery
"-Now-should it on the record passI-
AIS fair in war" is soldierly!
Might he not take Certificate
"Pretend to shut his honorable eye
"TO what behind was indelicate,
And wink at wrong he profits bys"
With one dissentient, honest voice
Not Steele, his brothers surely not
The Caucus votes his heart rejoice;
Not him, but honor, "gOes to pot
Such is our Governor Such the means
In Minnesota wins to rule
Our public men, are but machines,
10 grind out fraud in roguerys school.
Such is Democracy, of our time -
Old Jefferson would startled been,
To know his party's only sign
For Victory now is Forgery's Pen.
O God on high look down and save
This land, whose freedom, bought with blood
Is being wrested from the brave,
BY arts that shame the wise and good!
The Ballot Box, the freeman's Fort,
Is sapped and mined on every hand
Thy Arm outstretched' s our last support
Morals revive !-and save our land!
Upon each heart impress this creed:
Virtue in pripate can't excuse
In public life immoral deed-
From wrongful acts but wrong aceruesl
Our Sibley's but case in point
He doubtless thought, his private oil
His public sores would all anoint,
And save his linen from soil.
A nine days WONDER" sooth he felt
His Governorship of wrong would be;
| The people then, in search of gelt,
Would all forget his rougery.
And so they would, if but one press
Had shut its lips, and let him roll
In powers il-gotten regal dress,
With not jewel but he stole.
1t loudly raised the cry of shame!"
| At poll-books forged while votes astound
From precincts where for voters name
No voters body can be found
The Minnesotian" +" swelled the groan,
Indignant from each patriot breast,
To see the right of Suffrage grown
The sport and mock Of party hest:
To see, instead of honest word,
Our rulers, choosing for the State
The Forger's Pen, than voice or sword,
Mightier far to elevate!
See precincts even, all myth,
Nor metes nor bounds nor people owned
Sure trick where not witness with
A voice to speak it can disown!
For this zoe claim the laurel wreath
For constant "protest" raised so strong,
| 'Gainst peace Of men who daggers sheathe
In Freedoms heart, by public wrong.
No bed of roses shall they know,
How high, how low, their stations crest;
No private robes their shield shall throw
Who triumph DER the ballots hest.
"Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown,
Is adage old as hills of elder world;
Nor here shall power, il-gotten, poppies drow
i In restful slumber-whilst our flag s unfurl'd
OUR NEIGHBoRLY co-ENPoRARIEs OF TEE PRESS
A passing word, next claims the PREss!
I First, Goodrich, Chief Of PIONEER,
And Mills and Wheelock, less and less;
j A Dic.-Cologpe-and Lager Beer.
The TrxEs-so honest in its course
Its Newson, scorning bribes, few
Its Owens, upon the temperance horse,
! Astounding all who take view!
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THE GcoDRIcH-IAN sANCTUM sANcroRuN.
Behold a chamber, airy, high: "
With alabaster paper hung: H... .
, A cupid lamp pends charmingly, .-
from irescoed ceiling, glittering swungl
A Turkey carpets three-ply fold, ........ &.
With sheep-skin. softness clothes the floor
. Cats celcet paws their prey embold. 1T =
And wolves in sseog disguise their ross y FL