The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1863-05-27
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From the Bangor (Maine) Democrat.
A Plain Epistle to Uncle Abe.

My head is nigh to bursting, Abe,
My very eye-balls throb,
To see what pesky work you make
About that little job :
Which you, and Bill, and Horace g.,
Agreed so nice to do
In less than "sixty days" from date,
Some twenty months ago.
We gave you heaps of soldiers, Abe,
To help you smite the foe;
b A string of warriors that would reach
- From here to Mexico.
We packed them off with spades to dig
And trusty guns to shoot,
With hayersacks to grace their backs,
And fifes aud drums to toot.
You saw those mighty legions, Abe,
And heard their manly tread;
You counted hosts of iiuing mem
Pray can you count the dead?
Look DER tho proud Potomac, Abe,
Yirginia's hill along,
Their wakeful ghosts are beck ming you
i Two hundred thousand strong.
We gave you several shillings, Abe,
To pay your little ones;
Enough to buy dozen shirts.
And sundry pairs of shoes
We gave you cattle, horses, mules
And wagons full a score;
And several cannon, with voice
Loud as a bull could roar
s Now, what I'm after, Uncle Abe,
Is simply to find out,
What have you done with all this e er.
And what you We been about!
If. unto Cesar, you have given
All that is his concern, e
Then Mrs Cesar wants to know
What you have done with her'n2
1 know you re young and handsome, Abe,
And funny as our Poll,
"A peer exalted, great and high,
A ruler seycn feet tall;
You're big enough, if only smart,
To manage all the gang;
Aud though little green you'll rise
When you have got the hang!
You've told us that the Locos, Abe,
Were rascals to the core,
Because they made so free use
OF Uucle Sainuel's store,
Full si.nty millions in a gear!
Now wasn't it sin
For Democrats to squander thus
The darling peoples tin?
And are yon not deserving, Abe,
But gratitude and grub,
For having stopped this wicked leak
In Uncle Samuels tub?
The sage who did this wondrous deed,
Is Fit with saints to sup;
1t only costs t,oo billions more
To plug the vessel up!
You said the South had ruled as, Abe
Some fifty years in peace,
And that the time had fully come
When theirvile reign should cease;
That you were to take the helm,
The sinking ship to save,
: And put her on another track
,se And / REALLY THINK YOU HAVE!
You're out of luck entirely Abe,
The engines off the track;
The bilcr's bust, and there you are,
= A sprawlipg on your back!
The excis- man is ut the door,
+, Contractors cry for pelf;
You're blind and stupid, deaf and lame
Not very we'll yourself,
Your Cabinet is feeble, Abe,
And dull as any Ounce;
And if you have an ounce of fbrains,
You'll ship them off at once,
Send Stanton to the Fcjee Isles,
81 Give Welles and Chase the sack,
Swap Halleck for a Hottentot,
40 And send for LITTLE MAC!
know you tell us, Uncle Abe,
This is mighty war; @
And.that the job is rather more d
Than what you bargained fort
That you have done the best you coul
'ea Tomake the rebels rueit, aea
And if you knew what next to do,
se You'd go right off and do it!
Now that's the very thing, Abe. 4ss5
Frfl i ldts MAJ tHis uiu anu OAAst0i) + .
You don't appear to. ''see it" ABS,
And THAT is WHAT'S THE NATTER!
The nigger's on the wood pile, Abe,
.se AS shy as any trout, y45 aii1....
So you think the PRocLAMATIoN, Alb
s. Will smoke the weasel outl
You want to free the darkeys, Abe,
At least / SO construe it;
The difficulty seems to be es
~ To find out how to do it,
The way, dear Abe, is mighty dark,
| And bothersome to see;
I fear you'll have to give it up,
And let the darkey be.
I tell you what tits, Abe,
The folks begin to think ].
This colored sop is rather stale
l.a For ivictuals or for drink,
Our mothers leye their absent sons,
Our wives their husbands true;
But no one cares mouldy fs
J For Cuffy or for you.