Weekly Calaveras chronicle., 1866-07-14
gAbAVERAS CHRONICLE.
The old turkey buzzard. rhenix. works

The old turkey buzzard, Phoenix. works
himself up to terrible pitch in last week
Dispatch, in reference to little compliment
ary notice which we gave him couple Of
weeks ago. and with feathers extended, and
q most discordant squall, futters around, in
his impotent rage, in very amusing manner.
Calm yourself. my beautiful bird; smooth
down your rufiled plumage, and under all
circumstances preserve your equanimity.-
Why. we had no idea you would :. flare up 3"
SO. Knowing your hound-like proclivi,ies
az well as we do. we thought you would fawn
and cringe, and lick the hand which admin
istered merited castigation; but you have
been allowed too great freedom lately, and
snarl and growl when kicked. We under
stand that you have become very " airy "
since you have been engaged in your present
lucrative" occupation, and that you now
refuse to take your hat off while addressing
niggers. That is wrong; you should never
be above your business. You were not wont
20 be so. Phoenix commences by complain
ing bitterly because we continue to notice
him. and says that we stated, several weeks
since, that we did not intend totrouble him
ony more. You are mistaken, my cherub
We said we should not notice anything you
said about any one else; but individually,
we have not quite got through with you yet
We are constrained to "show you up little
in gentlemaniy way. more for the purpose
of giving you notoriety, and assisting you IN
your "avocation" than anything else.
You have a great deal to say about "white
men," and white mems parties" What!
you, an old, bald-headed, shiny pated, blat-
ant traitor, who, when your country was
torn and distracted with internal dissensions
when the direful contest between the red
handed slave-oligarehy of the South and the
National Government, was being waged with
terrible -earnestness, and the result hung
trembling in the balance-when it seemed as |
if the Great Republic of the West whose
star had been steadily in the ascendant for
century, beacon light to guide the footsteps
of the down-trodden masses of the old world |
to q land of liberty and freedom, was about |
to set forever in sea of blood, and anarchy |
and confusion reign triumphant. blasting the |
hopes of the millions who believed man ca
pable of self government, and destroying, at |
onefell swoop, the greatest nationality on
the face of the globe-you, who then laughed |
and chuckled with the fiendishness of ghoul |
at every defeat of the Union arms, and could
scarcely conceal your glee when the traitors
achieved success, you talk about white men /!
God save the mark Why, the very name
OF MAN. should blister your polluted tongue,
and stick IN your throat and choke you. The
most degraded. despicable negro the Lord |
ever breathed the breath. of life into, is as |
much superior to you as the rays of the sun. |
are to the feeble light of the glow-worm.-I
You. talk about W hlte men. you miserable |
outcast, q wandering vagab1nd and vagrant,
who has been kicked and hooted out of eve
ry community your foul presence ever con-
taminated! you, blot upon even the de-
based society in which you are tolerated, a
libel, cheat upon Nature herself! You,
whose name is synonym for everything
base and contemplate. and who have soaked |
and stepped the miserab BILE apology for a brain.
which you originally Possessed. in blue ruin,
until you are incapable of thought or ac-
ton which would not disgrace Fiji Island
err! Why. leprous Chinaman would scoff
at the idea of being placed on all equality
with you. And yet this maudin lmbecile,
this drive'ipg idiot. has the brazen impu-
dence to twaddle about white men," as if
he were any relation to the species. Al
though you date your letters from Mokelum-
ne Hill, thank God your peetlferous breath
no longer pollutes the pure atmosphere of
Calaveras. and when at last you disgrace a
felon's grave, some other county will have
to be at the expense of your halter and
shroud.