Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1862-03-13
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Two Irishmen out of employ,
Aud nut Of tho nlhnwa M nisilv.

n nv W hthfAhh 'HF'f
But drinkin' at Mrs. O'Dockarty's.
It's not until afther tho war
That business times will begin again,
And fght:n's the duty Of all
You're right, Sir" says Misther Nc
Finigan.
''Bad luck to the Rebels, | say,
For kickin' up all this Robbery
They call themselves g~intlemen, too,
While practicin' murder and robbery;
Now if it's gintale for to steal,
And to take all you're creditors in again,
I'm glad I'm no gintleman born
You're right, Sir" says Misther Nc
Finigan.
'The spalpeens made bold to remark,
Their chiyalry couldn't be ruled by as,
And by the same token, | think,
They're not too smart to be fooled by us
Now, if it's the nagurs they name
Be chivalry, then it's a sin again
To fight for a cause that's so black
you're right, Sir says Misther Mel
Finigan.
"a nagur's a man, ye may say,
And aiquail to all other Southerners;
But chiyalry's made him o brute,
And so he's a monkey to NOrtherners;
Sure, look at the poor crature's heels.
And look ut his singular shin again.
It's not for such gintlemen fight
you're right, Sir" says Misther Nc
Finigan.
1.-THE nagur States wanted a row,
And now, be me sowl, they have got in it;
They have chosen n bed that is hard,
However they strive for to cotton it.
I'm thinkin' when Winter comes on,
They'll be inclined to come in again;
But then we must bate them at first
You're right, Sir" says Misther Nc
Finigan.
"Och hone! but it's hard that a swate,
Good lookin' young chap like meself, in.
dade,
Should lose his ten shillings n day,
Because of the trouble the South has made;
But that's just the reason, you see.
Why | should help Union to win again
It's what will bring wages once more
"You're right, SIR says Misther Mo
Finigan.
"Joost mind what old Englan's about,
A sendin' her throops into Canada
And all her ould ships on the coast
Are ripe for some treachery any day;
Now, If she should mix in the war
Be jabers! itmnkes me head spin again
OuM Ireland rouM haue such q chance!
You're right, Sir" says Misther Nc
|, Finigan.
"You talk about Irishmen, now
Enlistin' by thousands from loyalty,
But wait TIL The PhGnip Brigade
Is called to put do,1n BRITISH R'oydhy!
It's then with the Stars and Stripes,
All Irishmen here would go again,
To strike for the Shamrock and Harp
You're right, Sir" says Misther No
! Finigan.
"Och, murther! my hoods in a blaze,
' To think of bould COrcoran leading US
1 Right into the camp Of the bastes,
' Whose leeches SO long have been blect
ing US
The Stars and Stripes here at home,
To Canada's walls we would gin again
And wouldn't we raise them in Cork ~.
you're right, Sir" says Misther Nc
Finigan.
"And now at the South, do ye mind,
There's plenty of lrishmen mastering,
' Deluded to fight for the wrong
BY rebel mis- statements and clustering
; But once let ould England, their foe,
To fight with the Union begin again,
n ANU suTo, tuCy " ucSCit " " tiNh
You're right, Sir" says Misther M,
Fnigan.
"'There Is never an Irishman born,
From Maine to the end Of Seoessiondom
n But longs for q time and q chance
To fight for his country in Hessiondom
And so if ould England should try
> With trcaoherous friendship to sin agail
They'll oil be on one side at once'-
You're right, Sir" says Misthor Nj
d Enigan.
|. We've brothers in Canada, too
land didn't the Prince have a taste
themf)
To say that to Ireland they're true
"a Is certainly saying the Taste Of them;
If bearing our flag, at our head, =.
We rose, lreland's freedom to win agai
"a They'd murther John Bull in the rsarl,
10 You're right, Sir says Misther. M
as Fnigan.
"Hurroo, for the Union, me boys
And the divil take all who would beth
or III
ID Seoession's a nagur 40 black
on The divil himself ought to father II;
q Hurroo for the bould Sixty-ninth
he That's presently bound to 60 in again =;
a. It's Corcoran's rescue they're At .
Is you're right, Sir" says Misther N
'rs Finigan.
al "I'm off right away TO enlist,
And sure won't the. bounty DO handy
~. To kape me respectfully dressed.
And furnish me dudeens and brandy-Oi
ar. I'm thinkin', me excellent friend, !.
N. You're cycling that bottle Of gin agai
aye You wouldn't mind thrying a dIopp
On, You're right, Sir" says Misther n
Hnigan.
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