American citizen. [volume] (Butler, Butler County, Pa.) 1863-1872, 1867-01-09

he thing would pafdly pay.
But that, is neither here nor there,
Dear madam and dear sir,
1t is but one, and only one.
OF the many things that wse.'
We had sect called Cepperheads,
Who licked the rebels feet,
And none can tell how many pecks
OF Southern dirt they cat.
They aided traitors in disguise,
And Clymer was their prince,
They had king Andy for their guide,
but at the last election the people let
them know that their room was eonsid
cred better than their company, so they
all took passage for Salt River, and, be-
ing their historian, [ can safely say
| haven't seen one since.
But that, is neither here por there,
Dear madam and dear sir,
1t is but one, and only one, s
OF the many things that are.
Now, since you've listened to my ditty,
| think it would be quite pity,
If the good kind folks of Butler city,
Would not listen to brother
IF he should think It worth his time,
To spin for them another rhyme
And since my last was so sublime,
Please listen to another
| told you of the things thst were,
At least l told of some,
For which we'll be no better off,
A hundred years to come.
Then let me sing of what is now, d.
1t more concerns our race,
Than all the great momentous things
That just have taken place.
Once we had Young America,
Boots, breeches, hat and all,
Right here in Butler who did drink
Each day his cup of gall
They'd rowdy in the night time,
They'd sleep away the day,
They opened to Beeizebub #
Their lips whene'er they prayed.
But that, is neither here nor there,
Dear madam and dear sir,
1t is but one, and only one,
OF the many things that ,oere.
Now we have the sovereign power,
To rule in Freedoms name,
We've laid our hands upon the South,
And will redeem the same.
Tho traitors growl and gnash their teeth,
Well make them understand,
That none but truly loyal men,
Can rule our loyal land.
So it. is here, and it is there,
Dear madam and dear sir,
For this is one of the things that are
And net of the things that were.
We have a class called freedmen now,
A sorry set It's true,
And the question in regard to them
Is, what are we to do
Shall we grant to them religious aid,
And open for them schools
I'll tell you, all that answer nay,
Are veritable fools. ......
For they are here, and they are there
Dear madam and dear sir,
And they are of the things that are.
And not of the things they were.
We have a noted prisoner now,
Confined in Fort Monroe,
And what to do with him-I guess,
Is what we do not know.
Our slaughtered braves call for his blood
His friends for his parole,
The people say he should be hung,
But heaven help his soul.
So it is here, and it is there,
Dear madam and dear sir,
For he is one of the things that are,
And not of the things that were.
I've told of present and of past,
And hope you will not stand aghast,
If | should turn around at last,
And tell you of the future,
A thing that mighty few can do,
Though often tried by many,
But second sight is granted me,
If it granted, is to any.
The Southern States will all come back,
In heavens appointed time,
And We will have Union then,
Immortal and sublime
Firm as the rock of adamant,
As lasting as the sea,
We'll be amongst nations of the earth,
The never ending free,
The time will come when Canada,
Will link her fame with ours,
And raise her voice in Washington,
Unheeding kingly powers.
No Fenian army then shall march
To fright the border men,
For Uncle Sam will prove to them
A foster father then.
Mexico, that land of strife,
OF toll, and blood, and pain.
Will seek for rest and peace beneath
Sweet liberty's mild reign.
Her free divisions then shall send.
In freedoms holy cause,
Their chosen men to Washington,
To execute our laws.
The CITIZEN, my friends, will live
To cheer your future years,
Twill comfort you thro' all your lives
In all your hopes and fears.
But never get in debt to it,,
Is my advice to you,
For that will prick your conscience when
Its columns you review.
A guilty conscience none need wish -
A debt may make you grin,
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