White Cloud Kansas chief. [volume] (White Cloud, Kan.) 1857-1872, 1861-04-04
A LONG. LAST FAREWELL.

borders dated. in some instance. - far
back as her Territorial existence; others,
of more recent date-all having fattened
upon her substance, and stuck to he. like
Hess to sick hog. Az Kansas has no
farther uss for them. they are leaving us
some have gone others are going !:
and the balance are getting ready to 60.
For old acquaintancs sake, let us bid .
few of them q kindly farewell.
First We take leave Of thee. "Old Sor.
ghum. "Thou vert ss q sweet morsel
unto our lips" Oh. sammedary! it
grisves as to part from thee-but thou
art forever gone. Our memory Of thee
runneth back to the earliest period Of our
recollection. Then thou vert living on
the fat of the land /; but latterly thou
hadst "saxed poor and fallen into de,
cay" because the generous "quasi.
quires" were not. 1t grieved rs when
We left the homo of our youth and bent
our steps toward the setting sun. because
in SO doing We left Ssnmedary behind.
Bu. as the heart of the perishing pilgrim
on the desert rejoiceth at the sight Of
running water. so our sad heart rejoiccd
one Winters day. when We heard that
Ssmmedsry had come. Then Medarys
appeared like mushrooms on . showery
Spring morning-old Sam, young Sam,
sons.in.lsw, cousins, and boot blacks.
For . little while they fourished, and
then As suddenly disappeared. when the
frosts Of another Winter lay white and
stiff on the sumach and hazel brush-old
Sam. young Sam. sons-in-law. cousins.
boot blacks. and all-and Kansas shall
know them no more forever. We shall
remember "Old Sorghum" as one who
loved public pap. sammedsry. fare
we'll
Pettitl thou, too, must leave Us! Had
it not been for that sad mishap in the
Senate. brought about BY the inprudence
and chronic meanusss of thy friends. thou
wouldst have had the privilege of laying
thy cargo Of oil to rest beneath the green
sod Of Kansas; and. psrchance. in after
centuries. when the mound above thy
hulk had sunk back to . level with the
plain, and all rememb brsnce of thee had
passed from the minds of future genera
tions. some laborer. in digging well. or
q foundation for . distillsry. or some
other useful hole. might have discovered
thy fossilized remains. and thou mightest
have again become the wonder of Kan.
sas eyes, in some museum or cabinet, Ia.
belsd by some sciencsd antiquarian as
the remains of msstodon of the antedi-
luvian ages! Thou art immense
''Hhssh 10 grass, o. wise men say,
Then Petit 10 . stack ofhsy!"-
or Of rye straw. containing the essential
juice. Petit. thou vert provideut man,
Of great forethought; for thou didst al
ways carry with thee choice liquors BY
the keg. much to the delight of thy reti
nue. of followers-lswyers. pettifoggers.
clerks, and suckers. From the com.
mencement of our existence, tbou hast
haunted us. When 6rst we opened our
eyes in the world. the same neighborhood
witnessed the orgies Of Petit. Years af-
terward. we came to Kansas" and
Petit came also T. But now an inexo-
rable destiny beckons him away, and we
are left to mourn, and refuse to be com
forted. To assusge our grief, We shall
take to visiting still-houses and pork
houses for every time we behold still
tub or q fat-tank, it will remind. MS Of
thee. But thy rotund proportions We
never more expect to see. When our
course is run. and We are done printing
newspapers in this world. We expect to
go to that good place called Heaven
but We fear we shall find no Petit there.
Petit, farewell
Elmore is going. too. He never was
of much account: but be has been among
Us, and is going to leave us therefore.
we must bid him adieu. He was inject.
ed into Kansas along with those "sweet
tobacco poeies." those "roses of Ala.
bams." @ho came to perpetuate the smell
of the nigger upon our soil. The "po-
sizes" have long since passed away. and
the smell Of the niger also. Only El-
more remains but he. too. is soon 60.
ing. Rush. farewell and may the AT.
rican perfume speedily gladden. thy o.
factories.
"wsy down Ia Alabsma!"
Old Joe Williams how can We say
farewell to thee }? Thou vert nimbls Of
leg and feet Of foot: and thy passion for
music was like unto that Of him who is
celebrated in the verse of Scotia's i'm
mortal Bard
"a sposs you've heard Of fiDoss Neil,
The mon that played The 6ddls vssl."
Like "famous Neil." thou likewise hadst
a partiality for John Barleycorn:" but
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