Union County star and Lewisburg chronicle. [volume] (Lewisburg, Pa.) 1859-1864, 1860-02-10
Great Union Savin' NJ eetin' in Hornby
THE PEOPLE IN CONVENTION

fust wore trowsis, it hes been in thA
alarmin' sitovation at least fifty times
And to the intent and eend that honor
may be gin whar honor is dew-l want II
kept afore the people as an everiastin' re-
membrauce, perpe;oOal soovener, and mo
meatus moses, that. in all cases whar the
Union hes ben gin over, when perlitica
doctors elsewhere hev pronounced 1t IN er'
tremis mortar, and not likely to live afore
morniu-Hornby has aller. kim to the
resku, and never failed to put the cTitter
or its legs ogin.
When aour folks fust heern that Sew
ard an Garrison had committed resurrec-
tion in Virginny and killed John Brown,
and that the Ossywattimies and niggers
had tux Harper's ferry bote, we was con-
siderably struck, l allaOw, but we didn't
lose aour presents Nv mind. 1t don't
take longer to raise the sperit of &c in
aour peoples buzzums than it does to get
up steam in your new fire iDgine. Thar's
only one pesky niger lives into aour
town. Let alone his bein' niger, | do
suppose he is abaout as clever an old crit
ter as ever lived, but then he's a posterity
of Cane and Abel which slew our fust pa
rients with the jaw bone of an ass, an con-
scquently is agin both scriptur and the
CONSTRUCTION. Afore an our had rolled
away among the things as never was, we'd
tore his baouse all to smithers, and the
black cuss hisself only escaped by leavin
part Nv his skulp an wool enough for
pair of mittigns in the hands Of ZoorOba-
bel Peabody. Arter we he'd thus acted IN
accordance with the pervisious and com
permises Of the CONSTRUCTION, We adjourn
ed to meet agin into the meetinus the
next mite, whar a meetin on the state of
the Union was appinted
Eff live till die Gan | umbly trust
that Providence will continue me till that
time) | shall never forget the impOsin' ap-
pearance of aour meetinus on this momen-
tus occasion. Right over the pulpit hung
one of aunt Kyer's best Inning sheets,
wife as its owners head, and a burned site
more spotless than her carakter, on wich,
in caraeters of imperishable lampb!aek,
was the patriotic sentiment of the immor-
tai McDufie of South Carylina:
"TuE CoNsTITooTIoN-woT is IT But A
DURNED OLD RAG ~
Underneath, was picter of that med
dlesome old feller, Hoar, who went aout
to Cnarles;un to steal niggers, streakln
it fur home, his cote tails describen hOr-
iz1ntal line of 81 degs. and 40 min, and
one of the Shivalry's butes jest under
en-. Ga wun side was a likeress Of aour
Southern brethren proclaimiu' his onail-
enable right to eaount his niggers in the
shadder Of Bunker bill. On the left, aD
other Of the same sort a tellin' Mort hern
Senators ef they should kim to Mssissypy,
his constituents would hang EN- higher
than Judas Icecarrot hung Mordiky,
Chuck up in the Deacou's seat, was
board, on which Aour talcuted felier towns
men, Perturbation Pisbry, had drawn in
charcoal graphic scene in the great Viz
ginny resurrection. The artist had, with
characteristic eye to effect, selected that
awful pint wbar fifteen hundred of Vir-
ginDy's bravest stood firm for twenty hours,
surraouudin the injine haOuse, jest aout Of
gunshot, waitin' for the Moreens to kim
and take old Pottawo,amy Seward an his
fifteen blood thirsty niggers.
When this scene bust upon my eyes, to-
gether with the seieckmen settin right in
to the pulpit, lookin jest as solemn as
though it was Sabberday, | felt as reliev-
ed as did when onct, arter eatin' doz-
en- hard billed eggs, an the last four not
settin well, took cream a tartar solu-
ton of arb drink wich brot EN- up hull. .
For days I'd felt poorly-I was devisin'
ways an means by day and by night. l
was dreamin' of dissoluted unions an up
sot perlaydiums. But when | entered
the meetinus; ;bunk Iheerd suthin drop,
an lode twict as heavy as Pilgrims
Progress knapsack rolled right eff my
mind. l thought was light as feather,
but want For when, arter three cheers
for the Union, | uDdertuk to jump clean
over pew, lodged on the top, and then
pitched he'd fust right onto Miss Deacon
Isril Tuttle, who sot in the next pew, an
she's bin laid up with the ruma,is ever
since.
"Durn blast yer everlas.in' picter!"
says Miss Deacon Isril, says she, when
we'd picked ourselves up.
"Wouan," says |, "what do you know
abaout polly ticks? This ar a crisis
says /, San ef l hadn't jumped should
hev bust"
81 wish to the lord you would bust"
said she, as she limped aout of the house.
Deacon Isril, he was quite hutfy abaout
it, even goin' SO far as to pull my nose till
| hollered Ike loon. Mootooal friends