Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1860-06-12
PUGH'S GRAFTON OVER THE MUIR
lDERED CORPSE OF DOUGLAS.

hf. douglas was the lmperSonatlon OF
Northern honor. His enemies have
made him greater than his friends ever
could. They might kill him at Balti
more If they choose, but his friends
would carry his bleeding carcas to the
Northwest, and show him to young men
coming to cast their first votes, and tell
them that this is another Kansas Ne
braska Bill, and this is Southern graft
tude.-Pugh IN the Senate, Nay %.
ScESE-1 Street in Chicqgo-Republican Wig
acom IN tie distanee-Douglas body lying on a
dier-Ioung Ncn s,ureying The corpse-ftderat
officers Sm'ting IN the background.
Enter Pugh arms folded and head
bowed-he slowly chambers to the top
of street railroad car, surveying the
crowd and wiplng away Il tear, speaks
thus:
Friends, Suckers, Democrats, lend me your
ears:
come to bury Douglas, and to praise him.
The evil that men do live after them;
The good is oft inferred with their bones
So let it not be with Dug. The grey-hair d
Buck
I1alH IOlu you Was dIlDlllousj
If it were it grievous fault;
And grievously hath Douglas answered it.
Here under leave of Old Back and the rest,
For Old Buck is an honorable man;
SO his Cab net all; all honorable men,
Come | to speak at Douglas fun raj
He was my FRIEND [ tied to him,
But Buchanan, the old profaner,
. Swept him down before my weeping eyes.
He hath fought many battles here and there
And largely from the fedral treasry drew;
Did this in Douglas seem ambitious?
When poorer poiticions went up the spout,
He antied to the last cent in his purse;
Yet Davis says, he was ambitious;
| And old jeff. is honorable man.
You all did see that down at Charleston,
E en- thrice, the white house was within his
grasp,
Yea on his finger end. But did he grab it?
He did Mt that; he war mt ambitious;
No, friends he didn't sure as yer born.
| speak not to draw tears from Federal eyes;
know that would be fruitless task.
But you who loved him and will weep with
| me,
Out with your wipers, friends, and snort away
Pause.
O, Judgment, thou art fled to british beasts,
And men have lost their reason!-
You'd not cry!
Why look into the coffin there with Douglas;
If that don't make you weep, pray what Will:
/ Dem. Methinks there is much reason in his
sayings.
Dem If thou consider rightly in the matter
Douglas has had great wrong.
Dem Hark ye, fellers
Let us take out our wipers and have cry.
4 Dem Let's further hear. l have seriou:
doubts
You know, it may be, Doug was not Dimmy
Pugh. But yesterday, the word of Douglas
might
Have stood against the world now lies hi
there,
And none so poor to do him reverence.
o, heavens! if | were disposed to stir
: Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage,
I'd tell you, Democrats, Of Secession wrong,
Which, you all know, is very damnable.
I'll give them one stout lurge--a Heenan let
Between the eyes; their daylight stop, and thel
Leave you, with bigger fists to do the rest
See, here's parchment, with the seal of Doug
l found it in his closet, in the till.
1t lets the secret out completely,
(Which, pardon me, explains his quick demise,
And tells how Douglas, some four years ago
Was honey-fuggled by these Southern men,
Who beggd d q hair from him for memory;
Yet when t'ward the White House his eyes h
strained,
They turned upon him, and down in Baltimor
Did rip him up.
: Pause Federal ofice-hoders retire to tax
Pugh. ifyou have tears, prepare to shed ther
now.
You all do know this platform; I remember
, The day and hour ii was adopted:
Twas on a summer evening, way down South
Mid flower perfume and niger cries.
o, weeping friends, l thought twas all righ
then,
And telegraph'd to Doug. that it was so;
But, all! was too hasty, gentlemen,
For ere the wires had tick'd my message on,
, The men who fire eat from the hall did bolt;
And, rushing out of doors, they did resolve
To blow us all unhapply up, you see;
And, as you know, they skeered New lor
: clear out her boots.
, Judge, o you gods, how badly this Pugh wa
] hurt!
That was the unkindest cut of ALL
l For when we tried to fix the matter up
1t worse did grow, and when adjourn we die
Quite squashed were we: then burst his might
7 heart;
, And, after two days blow within the Senate
And hard old time at Baltimore,
Pierced by fre-eating wounds, great Dougla
7 fell.
O, what fall was there, my countrymen!
For l. and you and all OF us do know,
The hand he early licked did give the blow.
You do not weep; ah! perceive you are
Hcathens like the rest; you will not worshi
bones.
2 bod rot you all When Douglas was goin
= up, you worshipped him; but now he S don
for his wounds nor mygreat eloquence ca
r move you not to pity. You're worse a
pizen. Go to, fellers.
Exit Pugh in rage. Federal off
GERS approach, treat the crowd, and civ
three cheers for the Great Old Part
and the ':hull'' ticket.