The weekly Ottumwa courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1857-1872, 1864-11-17
HIGH TREAsON,s COMES.
SION. ~

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Nv name It is High Treason,
| have a brother JEFF,
| came from South Carolina,
I'll tell you why I left.
In eighteen hundred Md thirty.two.
We tried to raise Equall, a..
Old jackson got so htffy,
He swore he'd hang US all.
| used to have an unJe,
As cunning as com,
lie lived in South Cakolina, lf
HIS name was john Calhoun.
He got SO mad in Washington, Ctcc.
That he began to fSam, Z"
He swore Carolina stpaId secede,
And he was going home.
But when old Hickory heard this, o
He Raade a aightylfuSs = "''ss
He swore he'd hang my uncle,
The mischief making cuss.
My uncle did not like this.
But on HicK5fy's word relied, sa'
And knuckled down to- jackson,
Until the day he died,
lived in South Carolina, 70
Until my uncle's death, ,-.t
1went to Mississippi, N1 ss
To see my brother jeff.
jeff said he was in trouble, Il
About Democracy, ss1 .1s
And that he mennt TO raise, f
A neg Confederacy. a,a.a
That uncle John was dead, ,,-
And old Andrew Jackson toe,Eav sifn
And now ne nieant to carry out,
What uncle tried to do
For if the Democrats divided,
As he was kinder thinking,
And Dug" ard "Breck." both ea~ed il
That in would walk Abe Lincoln.
So jeff went over to Charleston, '''''
Where leng he'd bad fancy, .e,,, +.
Where the people were corrupt, rf
By the speeches Of Bill Yancey .js.
With he'll in Yancey's heart, r'oa 81 .g,e.t
And whiskey in his head, 81
He made such pretty speeches as,
Abe lOnyention it went dead. h
So on the next November, s
As brother JEFF sus pected, .e
The people cast their votes,
And old Abe he was elected.
JEFF chucked me in the side,
All things he saiG was right,
And now to crush the Union,
lie was bound with all his might.
! had comely cousin.
His name was little Mack,
He lcyed his uncle dearly.
Though his country's love he lacked.
When the fray it first began, s'..;.r
He to my brother did apply,
Saying grant me my request.
Aud for your cause I'll die.
Ny brother, said dear cousin,
Your plan it is not right,
For you can better aid US,
Than come down here and fight
Go back and tell our friends up there,
What you are going to do,
But tell the woolly headed horde,
You are going to put US through.
But mind and work your cards sir,
If we don't get help before,
To get to be the President,
In eighteen hundred and sixty four.
But the people said old Abe, :"
Should be President again,
The cry it was Abe Lincoln,
From Arkansas to Maine.
NV brother did not like this, r-gs,
For he knew old Abe too well,
And il he's reelected, sasa
We had better be in He'll.
But my brother be s hard one, y
AS always has been said.
He has some bard relations. 8 9F
BY the name of Copperheads. ~
He sent them word to meet,
And bring upon the track,
My lovely young step brother,
And little cousin Mack.
But now they see their folly,
just look at Sheridan's raid,
And look at Grant and Sherman,
The havoc they have made.
So now I'll drop this story,
For soon I'll be beraft,
For Abe will beat my cousin Mack,
And hang my brother JEFF.
And will get me fast boots,
And run while times are cool, asi s, +
And never stop till all see, iaisr
Peace Democrats are fools
SC. B. WILLIAMS,
UNION MILLS Dscaturl Co., Iowa. fso