Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1866-07-25
APortraIt Drawn in Chalk.
BY A RADICAL TAILOR.

"Show me who has been engaged in
these conspiracies, who has fired upon
our flag, who has given instructions to
take our forts and custom houses and
arsenels and dock-yards, and l will show
you traitor. Were l President of the
United States, l would do as Thomas JEFF
ferson did, in 1906, with Aaron Burr.
would have them arrested, and if con-
victed, within the meaning and scope OF
the Constitution, by the Eternal God,
would execute them "-Andrcl0 johnson,
in The q. S. Senate, March, 22d, 1861.
al believe we must leave the killing
out when all is done. Robin Startling,
the Tailor. Midsummer Nights Dream.
In my opinion, a certain notorious rep
resentative of our craft is but a $3.50 jour
neyman after running well for time he
is taking backstitches. He is trying to
mend our national breaches with shOddy.
He is putting new pockets into our ma
tional coat of-arms, for foreign insults,
and patching its grand bullet-holes with
old confederate gray. suspect he is 60
ing into the old clo' business-this same
Mr.. Moses. He has Spongsd out his old
honorable record, and is no longer a cred
it to our cloth. In undertaking to fit the
grand mantle of the great President to
his diminutive proportions, he has clipt,
and snipt, and reconstructed" it into q
monkey jacket
He'll not give the rebels the hasty 6ast-
inq they deserve, but is bent upon bind
ing up their wounds. He is not the man
to end off S. DIS thread of life with a
slip-knot.
He has sat too long on anarrow bench,
to stand firm and erect on a broad plat
form.
In my opinion all that is said of A. J.'s.
stories of great sacrifices for the Union,
are ''out of the whole cloth" He can't
make me svallotg tales of that sort.
He is too well used to turning his coal
He isn't sound on the goose" He will
make a caB6age,garden of the White house
grounds. He would extinguish Gberty's
touch with his thimble. His needle turns
to the South Pole. would there were
another needle in the seat of government
to prick him on his duty
l confess l don't admire his roundabout
policy. l don't like his habits; they are
either too loose or too tight 1 don't like
his measures. He don't I'll the situation.
There is too much seeming about him. =
hc ID q pOOI lcllOWs ne OhOICdslS Jul
fair sky with doubt, and skirts it with
lightnings. He keeps the nation sin
suspenders," as Mrs. Partington would
say l would set him to making cordu-
roys. He isn't fit for our ducks-dux.-
He needs buckram in his principles. He
wants drilling. He has less heart than
padding He hasn't ga soul above but
TONS" He faces both ways. He is full
of platitudes. He dosen't gather wisdom
from experience. He tacks and trims
His judgment is warped. He don't list
to good advice. He would come the
Nap over US, with his yard stick for
sceptre. He wants men after his own
pattern to follow the path he chalks out.
He wakes saucy, but if he don't mind his
eye, in threading his way, he'll raise the
choler of the nation and get hemmed in
and pressed on all sides. He needs to be
stayed, to be slashed, to be gored, to be
pinked.
If the fates should be inclined to cut
him off with his own shears, for one
should say, "Cut away" If fortune were
about to undo him, should say "Let her
rip"