The Lancaster ledger. [volume] (Lancaster, S.C.) 1852-1905, 1861-03-20

v" o'"eoiuoe "hHe Il 'ot OF spawned,
ringboned, hanistrung. windgalled, sween.
led, split hoofed, distempered, poe.eviled,
pot beliied politicians have had their no.
'es in the public crib until there amt
fodder enough left to make cruel for
SICK gras'hopper (Cheers and laugh.
ter.)
Sir, these hungry brats keep tuggiug
at the public pap. They say, "let down
your milk, Sucky, or you'll have split
bag" Do they think they can stuff such
buncombe down our craw 7 No, sir, you
might as well try to stuff butter in wild
cat with hot awl (Coutinued laugh
teri The thing cant be did.
The public grind stone is great insti
tuition, sir-yes, sir. a great institution
One OF the greatest perhaps that ever
rose. reigned or fell. But, sir, there is
too much private cutlery ground. The
thing won't pay. Occasionally big axe
Is brought in TO be fixed up, ostensibly
Tor the purpose Of hewing down the
gnarled trunk of error and clearing out
the brush wood Of ignorance and folly
that obstruct the public highway of pro.
gress. The machine whirls the axe is
applied. The lookers'on are enchanted
with the brilliant sparks ELECTED. The
tool is polished keenly edged and
while the public stare in gaping expec
fancy OF seeing the road cleared, the i'm
Plement is slyly taken off to improve the
private acres Of some faithful friend OF
the people" What Is the result: The
instructions remain unmoved. The peo
pie curse because tine car lags-or. il i,
does move, It's at the expense Of bro
Ken wheel aud jnded aud sore backed
team. | tell you, the thing won't pay.
The time will come when the usual pro
montories OF these disinteresied grinders
will be put to the stone, instead Of their
hardware. (Applause.) l an mighty
afraid the machine is going to stop. The
grease is giving out laundering fast IT
beginning to cresk on its axis. Gen
tlemen. it is my private opinion, conf
dentially expressed, that all the "grit is
pretty near worn off. (Applause)
Mr.. Speaker, you must excuse me for
my latitudinosity and circumocutoriue.s
My old blunderbuss scatters amazingly,
but Vt anybody gets peppered, i: amt my
fault II they are in the way.
Sir, these dandsdical, supersquir,ical,
mahogany.faced gen,ry-whal do they
know about the blessings Of freedom =
About as much, sir, as a toadfrog does
of high glory. DO they thiuk thev can
escape me III follow them through
pandamonium and high water (Cheers
and laughter.)
These are the ones that has got our
liberty pole off i,s perpend,cuari,y. 'Tis
they who would rend the stars and
stripes tina, noble flag, the blood of our
revolutionary fathers emblemed in its red.
The purity Of the cause for which they
dled-denoted by the white /; the blue
the freedom they attained, like the azure
air ihat wrapes their native bills and lin
gers on their lovely plains. (Cheers.)
The high bird Of liberty sits perched
on the topmost branch, but there is Sc.
cession sal, on his glorious TAIL fear
he will no more spread his noble pinions
TO soar beyond the azue regions Of the
borea pole. But let not MISSOURI pull
the nest feather from his shel,erng wing
to plume a shaft to pierce hi. noble
breast or, what is the same, make
pen to sign secession ordinance. Alas,
poor bird, il they drive you from The
branches Of the bemlock Of the North,
and the palmetto Of the South, come
over to the gum trees OF the West, and
We will protect your noble b,rdship,
while water grows and grass runs. (Im
menss ~pplause.) Mr.. Sepeaker, | sub
side for the present.