Democrat and sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1853-1866, 1863-09-16
From The Crisis.
Abraham and the Devil.
Satan's Visit O a bra d and cd soon
after the NalIandig ham Conv ention
OF June I1th, 1S63.

of june IIth, sea.
Twas night. Old Abe sat in his arm
chair;
Most horribly loud did he snore;
When awaking and gazing around him he
spied
Old Satan peeping in at the door.
So Good evening dear Devil! How are you 7"
he cried,
f am right glad to see you," quoth he;
'' Sit down, faithful servant" old Satan re,
piled.
Sc As prefer standing yot see.
" / have important business" old Satan
then said,
So l thought to call up to see you,
To see if you know what is now going on,
And what course you've resolved to pur-
sue"
whats happened. dear Devil What's
happened, pray tell ~
(And old Abe turned pale as a ghost,)
:" Oh say have you yet sly corner il. h-Il
! That's empty2 If not am lost!"
g Oh don't get excited-pray Abram don't;
An depends on your courage and strength.
/ You must turn out old Burnside, of that I'm
quite sure,
( As fear he has gone his full length.
ilS lltoHiC i1SANS SoaIASu q SShHVIIliOu, yOo
see.
For Vallandigbam Loudly they cheer;
If allowed to 60 on in their now present
course,
They'll make him a Governor, fears
- Oh Devil, dear Devil! On what shall L
do?
If State Rights are established Pm lost;
Just advise me, kind parent, what course to
pursue,
And ri, do it, let what may be the cost.
| have spilled the best blood of the nation,
| know
Widows and orphans pve made by the
But what matters that Z / can just order
q draft,
And bring hundreds and thousands more"
" Do lido it r'-cried Satan; i" Just make
up 3 yarn
That the rebels are close at your door;
Then send Provost Marshals by hordes and
great swaIms,
And you'll soon have an army " l snore,'
Cried Old Abe .' a capital plan;
IN do it as sure as ! stand,
l'll soon have an army of blacks, too, you
know,
To squelch rebels by sea and by land.
Then Satan turned around with dignifed
air
And picked up his pitchfork and rod.
Bid Old Abe = good evenings" and passed
out the door,
To call on Old Renegade Tod
He found Old Backbone in a terrible stew,
Hot tears coursed his beautiful cheeks;
When Satan inquired for his health. he re-
piled
He was sick-that he felt very weak.
" Weak in what" cried the Devil, Gin
body or mind 20
Weak in both F." said poor Tod, with q
sigh;
" Since the two last Conventions I've failed
very fast,
And feel that my end draweth nigh
They have broken my backbone and cast
= me aside,
My own party have sent me adrift,
And VallanGigham men will soon put on
r Devil, dear can't you give me lift ~
, Give a lift =? to be sure; and I'll tell you
I'll take this long pitchfork and rod,
I O'er the high walls of birthstone, deep
down in h-l,
= III boost you. Old Renegade Toi.
G l have built new one-my old one is full
p It's walls are Of birthstone quite high
> Wien you've boiled long enough in the bot
tomless pit.
I You'll be be placed on its griddle to fry.
e You'll t want for nions-Stanton,
i Seward and Chase.
The whole phalanx of Abrahans crew,
Aud old IIorance Greely. the viest of ALL
V intend shall hell season the stew
IS Tod tainted. Old Nick gave a horribl,
~ grin
AS Ola Renegade lay pale and still
Chuckling. he said to himself as he went
'e 90 Don't you wish You had stay'd at BriaI
, Hill"