The Bedford gazette. [volume] (Bedford, Pa.) 1805-current, 1862-09-12

Fellow patriots an hunkey boys. aldo de we'd
der is hotter dan molten Santa Cruz rum mixed
wild tunder an lightnin, an dough de sun sends
down his burnin rays like perspirn lobster, an
feel as Timber as an injyrubber stovepipe-yet,
sir, as Siloyaneous Corn Cobb says in de Ledger,
dis ting must be did To be or not TO be---dats
de question. Are you goin to snive an die, or
are you goin TO 20 forth like marshal herio all
in his warlike pride! VIII dis become, as de po-
ickt remarks:
De greatest nation
In all de Lords creation,
An be de hull worlds wonder,
An la5 de biggest tunder,
Accordin to our population.
Or, on de oder hand, shall we 90 down to dis
honorcd an undistinguishable fragments! Hey?
Cheers, and cries, 'That's son) Ii you want
to die, you'd better wrap yourself wild sackcloth
an ashes, an lie down IN a ditch, an stick pin
in your big toe an bleed TO death. (Derisiye
and sarcastic laughter.) Otherwise, you had
better 60 an volunteer. (Cheers, and cries Of
''Piteh in, ole fellerl" ''Thats right!') Den
we'll crush de rebellion in tree months, sures
tunder! Great Cesar! are we moaks, an muffs,
an shrimps? or are we American feller-citzens
is SO excited that be throws both his shoes into
the air. What did Gen. Fremont say when
he resigned for de good OBJ his country? lie said
--he said--yes, he said-dats what he said
Dat was heroic! You needn't say you're TOO
delicate. Ii you hain't got strength nuif TO
haul a broiled Goldfish off gridiron, you ought
to glib dat strength to your country. OATS
what's de matter. (Cheers.) We want more
men. Do you AK how many? Let me answer
in de glorious words ob Ben Wood Burke
''4-11-44," I'm delicate myself; bu, my teller-
citizens, | was one oh de tree months men--on
Blackwell's Island. CHEERS, cries Of ''Hura-a-rl
Will you lead us?') Yes, feller-skideymidinlss,
! will lead you! (Uproarious applause) hab
applied to Gubment to raise colored brigade,
an | wouldn't mind takin few white folks to
fill up. I'm de brigadier, dough.
Feller-laborers, next to supportn myself, |
goes in for supportin de Gubment. But you'll
allow me TO remark dat obecks TO some tngs.
Here, when | was spoutin away to my feller-
constituents, some time ago, for de Scar Spran-
gled Banner, somebody goes an stops all de re-
crootin. Dat was smart, wasn't it? (CSroans
and hisses.) I'd sposd a billed owl would /,
had more sensen dat Q1aughter) My indig-
nation has rosen about it. Dcy hadn't enough
menl No, sir, | deny de assertion, an repudiate
IL, arI
wrong, an wild not darn bit oh truth an in
tegIity about it. As William Cullan Bryants
Minstrels remarks, cam | not rightF' CHEERS,
and cries, ''Yes, sir, horse, buggy.'O If such a
ting, sir, was goin to be did, an to continue to
be did, would march. like Fernando Wood,
sir, into de Congress, scatter il TO de fourteen
winds ob hcaben. (oensation) | will raise de
standard, sir, ob new peek measures an more
menl Dis is Il curis world, sir, but de world
amt so much to blame as de people what Ibis
on it. (Applause)
I ,Feller-hearers, you must all so to de war;
It's Jest as impossible, sir, to crush dis rebellion
wilout men as it is for shad to swim up a
slIadpole wild a fresh mackerel under each arm.
Wild men, sir, we can mash JEFF Davis, like a
gallynapper under five-hundred pound trip
hammer You ought to blaze; you ought to
be a shinin light, so if dcy undertook to hide
you under a bushel basket, you'd burn it up
(Chcers| If it SHOWS an tunders, an halls an
sleets, an lghmins an blows like a HURRICANE,
an rains like a house afire, you ought TO brave
it all! Crhree cheers and a tigcr) Den for
ward-march! Make way for Liberty! Nebel
surrender to rcbels Neber cognonimously strike
your flag to treason! Come ON, Macduif! We
must go mong shot an shell, an flame an smoke
an sabar stroke, an pitch in for Union an Lib
erty now an for cher, one an inseparable, an &c
! in on your muscle, an fight, sir-an fight, feller-
monks; repeat it, sir, we must fight, an damn
cd be he who first cries enough! tremendous
I enthusiasm) Let me close wild sweet quo
tation from Shakespoke:
! Little pigs lie wild dcir noses bare,
Sing angdcrang dare;
Liebulerol Lillebulero! Lillebulero ley!
Oh, my daddy's bonny wee man,
An he's gone for sojer to Dixie's Lam,
Sing angderaug dang.
cloud and continued cheering)