Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1861-03-23
Great sneeeh Of Gen. Riley,
the HoNse a Representatiycs of Misso,

AcOfuWD " lOOls
After long and heated discussion on the
reference of bill amending the charter of
the city of Carondelet to standing commit
tee of the house.
Mr.. Riley obtained the floor and addressed
the House
Mr.. Speaker: Everybody is pitching in
to this matter like toad frogs Into willow
swamp, on lovely evening, in the bahny
month of June, when the mellow light of
the full moon fills with a delicious food the
thin, ETHEREAL atmospheric air. TApplause. I
Sir, want to put in word, or perhaps word
and half
There seems to be a disposition to fight /
say, if there is any fighting to he done, come
on with your corn-cobs and lightning bugs
[Appouse,l In the language of the ancient
Roman,
Come one, come all, this rock shall fly
From its firm base, in pigs eye" H.
Now, there has been great deal of bonn
bast here to-day, lcal it bombast from g AL
pha " to Omega" Q don't understand the
meaning of the words, though.) Sir, the
question to refer is great and magnificent
question It is the all-absorbing question
like sponge, sr-a large unmeusurablc
sponge of globe shape, in small tumblcr of
watcr-it sucks up everything. Sir, stand
|
defcnd the rights of St. Louis County, the
rights Of any other county-cven the County
OF Cedar itself. Laughter and applause |
Sir the debate has assumed atitudnosity
We have had little black jack buncombe, a
little two-bit buncombc, bombast buncomhe,
Dung hole buncombc, and the devil and his
gri"ld mother knows what other kind of bun
combc. daughter.
Why, Sir just give some of 'em little
Southern soap and little Northern water,
and quicker than hound pup can lick skill
let they will make enough buncombe lather
to wash the golden flock that roams abroad
the azure mcuds of heaven TGhcos and
laughter | alludc to the starry armament.
The Spc.kcr-rhe gentleman is out of or.
der. He must confne himself to the oucs-
ton.
MIR. Riley-Just retain your linen, if you
please I'll stick to the text as close as a
pitch plaster to a pine plank, or lean pig to
hot jam rock [Crics of "Go on" "You II
do."1
l want to say to these sccarboneriferous gentle,
men, these ingenious individuals, these deto-
mating demonstrators, these percgnous voloa,
noes, come on with your combustiblcs If
| don't --- well. I'll suck the Gulfof Mex
leo through "A goose quill. Laughter and
applause. Perhaps you think ann diminu-
tive tubers and sparse in the mundane eleya-
ton. You may discover, gentlemen, you arc
lnborlng under as great misapprehension us
| though you had incnerated your inner vest.
.ment. In the language of the noble bard
g. not born in thickct,
To DC scared by cricket"
[Applause.
SO, we have lost our proper position. Our
proper position is to the zenith and nadr-
our heads to the one our heels to the other
at right angle with the horizon, spanned by
that azure are of the lustrous armament
bright with the corruscations of innumcrnbe
consultations, and proud as specklcd stud
horse on a country court day Chccrs1
"But how have the mighty fallen" in the
language of the poet Silversn,ith We have
assumed slosllindicular or a diagnological
position And what is the causes? Echo
answers "bunconlbc," sir, buncombc !"
The people have been fed on buncombc, while
IA lot of spawned, ring, boncd, ham-strung
wind CALLED, swyn.cycd, split,hoofed, distem-
pcred, poll-evilcd, potbcllicd politicians have
had their noses in the public crib until there
amt fodder enough left to make Cruel for
sick grass hopper [Chccrs and laughter1
Sir, these hungry brats keep tugging at
the public pap. They say, "let down your
milk, Sucky, or you'll have split bag" Do
they think they can stuff such buncombc
down our crnw.? No, sir. you might as well
try to stuff butter in wild cat with hot
awl [Continucd loughter.1 The thing can't
be did.
The public grindstonc is great institu-
ton, sir-yes, sir, great institution-one of
the greatest perhaps, that ever rose, reicned
or fell. But. sir, there is too much private
cutlery ground. 4he thing won't pay. Oc-
casionallya big axe is brought in to be fixed
up, ostcnsibiy for the purpose of hewing down
the gnored trunk of error, and clearing out
the brushwood of ignorance and folly that
obstruct the public highway of progress. The
machine whirs; the axe is applied The
lookcrs-on arc enchanted with the brilliant
sparks elected. The tool is polished, keenly
edged, and, while the public stare in expect.
ancy of seeing the road cleared the imple-
mentis slyly taken off to improve the private
acres of some "faithful friend of the pcople."
What is the result2 The distractions remain
uhmoved. The people curse because the chr
lags--or, if it docs move, 'tis at the expense
of a broken wheel and jadcd and sore.h cked
team. tell you, the thing won't pay The
time will come when the nasal promontories of
these disinterestcd grinders will be put to the
stone instead of their hardware Applause I
, am mighty afraid the machine is going to
stop. The greasc is giving out laundering
fast. 1t is beginning to Creak on it's axis.
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