The constitutional union., 1861-03-01
DIES ARC ARKANSAS FRIDAY MARCH

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 buncombe down our craw? No, sir; you might as well try to stuff butter in wild cat with hot awl [Contin- ued laughter.] The thing can't be did.
 The public grind-stone is great institution, sir-yes, sir, great institution. One of the greatest perhaps that ever rose, reigned or fell. But sir, there is too much private cut lery ground. The thing won't pay. Occa- sionally big axe is brought in to be fixed up, ostensbly for the purpose of hewing down the gnarled trunks of error and cleaning out the brush-wood of ignorance and folly that obstruct the public highway of progress. The ma chine whirls; the axe is applied. The look ers-on are enchanted with the brilliant sparks elcted. The tool is polished; keenly edged ,; and, while the public stare in gaping expec- tancy of seeing the road cleared, the imple- ment is slyly taken of to improve the private acres of some '' faithful friend of the people" What is the result? The Instructions remain unmoved. The people curse because the car lags-or, if 1t does move, 'tis at the expense of broken wheel and jaded and sorehacked team. 1 tell you, the thing won't pay. The time will come when the nasal promonotories of these disinterested grinders will be put to the stone, instead of their hardware. [Ap- plause. 1 am mighty afraid the machine is going to stop. The grease is giving out laundering fast. It is beginning to creak on its axis. Gentlemen, it is my private opin- ion, confdentialy expressed, that all the ''grit' is pretty near worn of. [Applause]
 Mir Speaker you must excuse me for my lattudinosity and circumlocutorness My old blunderbus scatters amozingly, but if any body gets peppered, it ain't my fault if they are in the way.
 Sir these dandadical, supersquirtical, ma hogany- faced gentry-what do they know about the blessings of freedom? About as much, sir, as toad frog does of high glory. Do they think they can escape me? I'll fol- low them through pandemonium and high water [Cheers and laughter.]
 These are the ones that have got our lib- erty pole off its perpendicularity. 'Tis they who would rend the stars and stripes-that noble flag, the blood of our revolutionary fathers emblemed in its red. The purity of the cause for which they died-d enoted by the white; the blue-the freedom they at tained, like the azure air that wraps their na- tive hills and fingers on their lovely plains. [Cheers The high bird of liberty sits perched on the topmost branch, but there is secession salt on his glorious tail. I fear he will no more spread his noble pinions to soar beyond the azure regions of the boreal pole. But let not Missouri pull the last feather from his sheltcring wing to plume a shaft to pierce his noble breast or what is the same, make pen to sign secession ordinance. Ap- plause.] Alas, poor bird, if they drive you from the branches of the hemlock of the North, and the palmetto of the South, come over to the gum-tree of the West, and we will protect your noble birdship, while water grows and grass runs. Immense applause MT. Speak er 1 subsde for the present.