The gazette and Democrat. (Lancaster, Ohio) 1860-1860, 1860-10-04

had used so oten and so long for his own
advancement saw now there WAS a last
chance ior using him for theirs. They
said to him. I'VE have performed our
part Of "the contract; now you ave to
perform yours. "We have nominated
you for the Presit ency; "now you have
to permit us to be elected "Congressmen
SheriHS, County CleIks; or Conslables on
the strength Of your name. There "is no
backing out. Ho! for the spoiIs"
"Dost thou think because thou hast suddenl, become
yirtuous.
There shall be no more cakes and ale;
Yes, by sain'tAnn! an ginger hoin the mouth, toon
Prolonged laughter.
And so the saddle Of the rump nomina.
,ion is put upon his back, and the whole
ghasdy pack of ofice.huntefs jump upon
it. The spurs are put 10 the flanLs-th
whip applied to the back of the paniug
bleeding jade, and so the spectral ride
goes, east and west, night and day-and
may the steed go to predition. if only the
riders reach their goal. Loud applause
and cheers.
Oh there is justice in history. He has
at last the idol of his dreams-the OBJ
ject OF his fondcst wisbes-for which he
has laid SO many treacherous scheme
for which ho has turned so many sum-
mersault-for which he has struck so
many blow at the peace of the Repub.
lie, for which I've so often prostltuled him.
selfand his followers, for which he has
hugged SO many a Ioafer, and insuted so
may an honest man for which he made
every rum shop his head quarter and ever
ruffian bis friend--he has al last the nom.
ina'ion tor the Presidency, but what he
has craved as blessing has come down
upon him as curse: to be nominated and
know that sn election is impossible! 10 be
voted for, and to know that every vote for
him is for Breckinridge or Lane, whom
he hates, and every voted against him a
vote for Lincoln, whom he does not love!
To be voted for. and be aware that those
who vote for him work not for him but
for themselves! To be dead and vet lv.
ing enough to be conscious of deathl Oh
there is justice in historyl Am I exag
gerating? Where is that mighty leader
whose voice once called millions into the
field? At tie street corners aud cross.
roads you see him standing like a blind,
downfallen Bellisarius-not In virtue, not
in poverty--a bevy Of political harlots
SURF ounding him, and begging for the
misera' lie obolus Of a vote; begging the
Know Nothings. whom lie once affected
to despise; begging the Wings. whom he
once insuled with his brawlng denunci.
ations; invoking the spirit of Henry Clay.
whom he once called black hearted trai.
tor. Oh, but, poor Bellisarius! The par
ty harlots that surround him with their
clamorcus begging cry, steal every vote
they receive for him, and put it into their
own pockets.
Where is the blood, powerful agitator,
whose voice rounded 80 defantly on ev-
cry contested field? Behold him on his
sentimental journey, vainly trying to find
his mothers home and his fathers grave
apologizing with squeamish affectation
for his uncalled-for and indecent appear.
ance in public, like one of the condemn
ed spirits you read Of in the myths of by
gone ages, restlessly perambulsting the
world, condemned toa more terrible pun
ishment than Tantalus, who was tortured
by an unearthly thirst, with grapes and
water within his reacll--- more terrible
than that OF ofDannites, who had to pour
wafer into the leaky cask-ior he is con-
de mued 10 delivered that old speech Of
his over and over again, Applause and
cheers and laughter, As often as he ar
rives at a hotel that has balcony, as Of |
ten as his hasty journey is arrested by a
spontaneous gathering. when you hear a
subterraneau spectral voice cry out my
principle of non-irtervention n'-lhat is
the dead sqautter sovereignty atoning for
the evil deeds he committed in his bodily
existence. Prolongedlaugeter and cheers
Not long ago he haunted the railroad
crossing and cIam-bakes Of New England;
then the cross roads of The South and the
ghaslly apparition was last seen in this
Leighborhood. Prolonged laughter and
cheers; Whereis that formidable party
tyrant whose wishes once where COM
mands, who broke down sacred compro-
misses with a mere stroke of his finger,
whose vrry nod made the heads of those
who displeased HIM fly into the basket
whose very whims were tests Of Democ-
racy? Where Is he who once, like Mac
beth, thought himself invulnerable by
any man "who was Of woman BORN" in
vincible, great.
-"Till Birnam wood
DO HE 10 Dunsindne hill,
Sould come against him."
Like Macbeth, he has believed the fiends
"That paltered with him In double sense"
and there he stands, tied to the stake Of
his nomination.
ale cannot iy.
And bear like, he must fight his course"
But as Brnman Wood marched to Dun
shame. so the very fence rails of Illinois
are rushing down upon him Tremendous
laughter, and cheers and like Macduf,
there rises against the spiIit.of free labor
one whose children he has murdercd,and
that is a champion mot of woman born
(Lausbter.) And now
''0n, MacduT,
And damned be he who first cries hold-enough"
(Renewed laughter, and cheers.) Oh,
there is justice in history. (Chcers.
The same betrayed of the Free Labor eau
sc the Nebraska bill, which was to be his