Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1866-03-22

Silversmith. We have assumed a
sloshinivicular or chronological
position. And what is the caused
Echo answers "buncombe," sir,
"buncombe." The people have
been fed on buncombe while a lot
of spawned, ring-boned, ham
strung, wind-gaIled, swyn-eyed,
split-hoofed, distempered, poll
evilled, pot-bellied politicians have
had their noses in the public crib
until there amt fodder enough left
to make Cruel for sick grass
hopper. Cheers and laughter
Sir, these hungry brats keep
tugging at the public pap. They
say "let down your milk, Sucky,
or you'll have a split bag" Do
they think they can stuff such bum
combe down our craw? No, sir,
you might as well try to stuff but
| ter in a wild cat with a hot awl.
! TContinued laughter, The thing
can't be did.
The public grindstone is a great
Institution, sir-yes, sir, a great
institution. One of the greatest,
perhaps, that ever rose, reigned or
fell. But, sir, there is too much
private cutlery ground. The thing
won'tpay. Occasionally a big axe
is brought in to be fixed up osten-
sibly for the purpose of hewing
down the gnarled trunk of error
and clearing out the brushwOod of
ignorance and folly that obstruct
the public highway of progress
The machine whirls; the axe is
applied. The lookers-on are en-
]. chanted with the brilliant sparks
elected. The tool is polished :;
keenly edged and while the public
stare in gaping expectancy OF see.
ing the road cleared, the implement
is slyly taken off to improve the
private acres of some faithful
rfriend of the people" What is
the result? The distractions re-
main unmoved. The people curse
because the car lags-or, if it does
move, tbs at the expense OF a bro
ken wheel and jaded and sore-back-
ed team, | tell you, the thing
won't pay. The time will come
when the nasal promontories OF
these disinterested grinders will be
J put to the stone, instead of their
hardware. [Applause.] l am
afraid the machine is going to stop.
The grease is giving out thunder
ing fast. Il is beginning to creak
On its axles. Gentlemen, it is my
private opinion, confidently ex-
| pressed, that all the ''grit is pretty
near worn off. Applause
Mr.. Speaker, you must excuse
me for my latitudinosity and cir
cumlocutoriness. My old blunder-
buss scatters amazingly, but if
anybody gets peppered, it amt my
J faultif they are in the way.
Sir, these dandadical, super
squirtical, mahogany-faced gentry
E what do they know about the
blessings of freedom? About as
much, sir, as toad-frog does of
high glory. Do they think they
can escape me? I'll follow them
!, through pandemonium and high
1 water! [Cheers and laughter.l
These are the ones that have go'
our liberty pole off its perpendicu
!, larity. IT'S they who would rend
the stars and stripes--that noble
!, flag, the blood of our Revolutionary
fathers emblemed it in red. The
: purity of the cause for which they
], idied-denoted by the white; thu
: blue-the freedom they attained
:, like the azure air that wraps thei
= native hills and fingers on thei
lovely plains. Cheers. The higl
bird of liberty sits perched on thl
: topmost branch, but there is seces
i sion salt on his glorious tail.
. fear he will no more spread his nc
BILE pinions to soar beyond tn
Z azure regions of the boreal pole
O. But let not Missouri pull the nea
10 feather from his sheltering wing t
Is plume a shaft to pierce his nobl
r, breast; or, what is the same, max
n, a pen to sign a secession ordlr
le ance. Applause.] Alas, poe
In bird, if they drive you from tn
lie branches of the hemlock OF tn
"a North, and the palmetto OF tn
ty South, come over to the gum tire
= W. oo1 -ro will 1,rote,