Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1861-02-28
I TO be continned.]
vanity Fairings,

MOTTO FORA DREssMAKER.-Leth her MP
WISE IN HIS OWN CoycErr Thinking be
can take Washington
MORO FOR TIE NEW EMPIRE OF Mrs-
sIssIPPI.-''We are all Bonds-men herev'
.INFANTcIDE.-Soutb Carolina destroying
the Buoys.
Coon FOR SEwsBoYs. The Extra -aition
in Canada
AMAzoNIAN WARFARE-It is said thas
the Southern girls are as patriotic and bel.
ligerent as the men. We do suppose that Il
aregiment ofgallant young Northerners went
to Charleston just now, the fair ones would
rise IN pa1sse and take them ell. .... for better
or worse!
: QUESTION ron GOVERNOR prrrs-Do
the seeessionists hope to silence the North.
west by shutting up the Mouth Of the Xis
sissippi?
SOMETHING X A SAVl--Our Colored
ought to be called the COTTONWOOD States,
as this name would define both their pscu,
liar staple and their peculiar institution
PEOPLE WHO LIVE on A MERE CRrsr.
All the inhabitants Of this terrestrial globe.
THE s. c. SPIDER 10 THE n. T. FLY.
Gen. Pickens, s. c., (seceier) publis hss
a notification that sn trading vessels, not
having United States troops or munitions On
board, are invited to Charleston
"Will you walk into my harbor'" says PIsssns.
! on t;- sly, 80.
"With sunken ships and put out ligh,s. i;s the
pretuest you can spy.
You've only got TO shove your bnom In range OF
our b,g guns,
| When veil tax you ten per cent, exc!ulng oIhcr
| duns
Will you walk in Fiyi"
! MJRAJ.
Now al you ships take warning "y Tins t'al an ii''s
For Pickens is the spider. that u catch you fact
Though you may think thar my l.ice TO you is
| all in sport,
You're lost tityou 90 sal Ing IN thai Chlrsstonidn
u port.
Remember, o remember, tn. fojlis, Ii,,ts a.
4 NEW SONG OF sIxPEScE
Sing song OF Sumter,
A fort i n Charleston bay;
Il Eisht-and-sixly brave msu
3 Watch there night aud day
Those brave mon to saocor.
5 Sill no a id is scot;
r Isn't James Buchanan
A pretty President
james Is in lis Cabinet
n Doubling and debaiiug
, Anderson's in Sumter,
Very tired Of waitiag
Pickens is in Charleston,
BlusterinI OF blows; -s..I., ,
Thank goodness March ths iourth Is n,af
; To nip secessiJns nose.
r THE OTHER "ABoU-DEN-ADHEM"
!; James buchanan, may his tribe de;ce ,se!
: Awoke one night from a sirapge drsam OF peace
i And saw wit. in the curtain OF his bed
Making his rother eye TO squini with dreal-
, Old Jackson writing in book of gold:
o Exceeding Rve had made Buchanan bold.
"a And 10 The stern ex-President he said:
s "Wha-what writst th0uf" The spirit shook his
y head u,
g The while he answered, with the voice Of old,
8, The names OF those who ne or the, country
9, sodl"
..And is mine onei' asked ]. g. "Narym crisd
Il The General, win a irown. Buchanan sighed.
OF And groaned and turned him sell upon his bed
o. And took another nip" OF "rys,~ then said:
N well ere thou lay thy record on tina shelf,
Write me al henrt, as one who sod HIMSELF"
y HDeni'cs" and "Rye"so long my spirits were.
., That when the Crisis" cancel wasn't there.
er The General wrota, and vanished, the next nish,
d. He came again, in more appalling plight,
~ Aud showed tbUse names that all ''trpe men
y detest, tf..
And 10! Buchanan s name leo all the rest.
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