The Carolina Spartan. [volume] (Spartanburg, S.C.) 1852-1896, 1866-08-30
Pretty Pictures! For Old and
Young Children.

We have little picture box in our sane
tum. 1t is six years since we began filling
it with the beautiful little pictures which
are so lovely to look upon. We are filling
it with. pictures for leading members of the
Republican party-not John Brown or an
other martyr, but for the sinister chap,
who has all such burning lights of radical.
ism in his warm keeping. If you want to
look in and see the happy family Photo
graph Box, sit down here beside us. Oh !!
There are several of you in the party who
would see Well stand little back
the pictures are SO distinct they can easily
be seen-give US room to point, and then
look.
Here is Church. A meeting House.
A house of God, So called. Quiet, pretty,
attractive. Those birds fitting about arc
not swallows, but blackbirds with red wings.
The spire points Heavenward. The man
in black broadcloth and white choker is
the man of God-the pure, peace preach
ing, mild, Christ converted, Christianity
teaching agent of the Most High, ordained
by prayer and purified by baptism to save
the souls of us poor sinners. He is good
man-recruits for Heaven and reports di.
rectly to his Commanding General. All
those men and women following him into
the House of God arc lambs of his fold
loving Christians, purified from wickedness,
forgiven of sin, and believers ON Him who
preached peace on earth and good will to
all men.
But that minister is liar. He is an
agent of the jailor of John Brown and all
other martyIed prisoners. His lambs are
wolves in Sleeps clothing He breaches
hate His lambs-his christian lambs
tumble their hymn books-callous their
knee pans, roll their closed eyes skywards,
shout Gamer" " and wad their Christian
gun with blood'bones and goods stolen from
their victims. How they reconcile their
religion with their politics, none but Re-
publican can tell.
Here is picture of gentleman in
shoulder straps. He was lover of the
late lamentcd. He is one of the saviors
of his country. He is sandwichcd between
a loafng saloon and a pile of stolen goods,
but many of you might not notice oil, so
beautiful does he look. His best hold is
in not resembling any Of the patriotic
generals of the Revolution. That suit of
blue and those straps are the price of the
man. The horse he is on was stolen from
his erring brothers, The boxes piled up
by him are filed with spoons, plate. jew
elry, mementoes, &C., &C., found in the
homes of his brethren. He votes the Re
publican ticket, and clothes his wife in
stolen silks, while her daughter entertains
her company with music from stolen
piano. But they arc all loyal.
Here is man hanging to tree, kick
ing thin air, growing black in the fall, dy.
ing. He is wicked Democrat. lie
wouldn't love niger The party about
him are members Of that Church we saw
just now-all good Republican Christians
on the way to roam, hand in hand, through
purgatory, and to follow the ghost of John
Brown as he goes through hell with his
tramp, tramp, tramp!
Here is a man lying on the ground
His brains are spattercd over wood pile
as at New Lisbon. His hair lies in tufts
on the ground. The sod is red with his
blood. His flesh is quivering with agony
not quite stilled. He was plain spok en-
Democrat, but he was no match for two
hundred male and female members of the
God and morality party dancing in drunk
en- glee over the murder they had done
But they are loyal Republicans, followers
of Christ; shouters for freedom!
Here is q picture OF democratic editor
In New Hampshire, one of the six radical
warts of Christianizcd New England. Ii
is surrounded by mild MIXED school marms
long haired pedagogues, nasal twanged tin
peddlers, bean eating church members
psalm singing hypocrites and red mouthed
fanatics who are pounding him with the
furniture of his Office to q state of help
lessness and two years of death bed suffer.
ing because he believed the constitution
given right to Free Speech, Free Press
(and Free Kansas) was more than Scotch
capped joke. A picture Of New England
bravery and the republican style of making
converts: very choice.
Here is picture of soldiers in uniform.
While the commanding general is drunk