American citizen. [volume] (Butler, Butler County, Pa.) 1863-1872, 1867-02-13
Good words for the Yonkecs.

Good Words for the Yankees.
A highly Imaginative Transatlantic
geographer says the London Telegraph,
mas lately informed the worlds that Amer
ca is, or shortly will be, a county bound
ed on the north by the Arctic Circle, on
the South by Eternity, on the East by
the Rising Sun, and on the West by the
Day of Judgment. There are set of
bitter and bilious gentlepsen, chiefly of
the Tory persuasion, to whom this k.d
of patriotic imagery is gall and worm
wood. They are miserable because Amer
lea is big. aud because she uses the laughs
able big expressions. The real reason
why they hate her is because her Covers
ment is SO free, aad the success of it so
wonderful; but, since it does not do to
confess these facts, they ave always
carping at her faults of manner and
style-a practice which is about as uses
full as to rail at the Allegheny mountains
for being huge and craggy For our
part we experience no more surprise or
yexation at the hyperbolies of cur de-
scendants beyond the Atlantic, than We
should at seeing likely lad split his
trowscrs in growing, OF a fine. healthy
baby reach his plump arms out for the
moon. The thing is natural and even
satisfactory with the young giant we
have bred; and England, the mother of
empires, ought to be heartily pleased and
amused at the glorious gasconades of her
mig hty child. Is she to be an elderly
coquette and vex herself because her
sons outrde her, and her daughters shoot
up with beauty and vigor that remind
her how she ages? she ought if she were
honest and hearty, to be gIal and proud
of her youngsteis-th IKE Of whom the
world never knew-to knit them to her,
self in bonds of firm love, AMI aim at
making out of them an Anglo-Saxon
family of empires which should girdle
the world with the language of Shakes,
pear, and the happy influences of the little
matron island We like to read these
ridiculous sublimites, wherein our mpe-
rial cockerels crow then selves well nigh
off their legs with lustiuess around the
old Brirtanic hen. What a bird the
American chicken will be when all the
feathers come, il it can scratch and crow,
aud flourish its spurs like this nan epoch
when it is but going through the barbar.
ism Of new civilization, and has the
best part Of its shacklcs to shoot. And
if bigncss justifcs big words, we should
like u know who is to blame these nven-
tive and flowery patr OTIS Has any other
nation forty million,square acres Of fat
eorn,land COR back yard, which will
grow six quarters to the acre, as long as
you like to plow the old crop in? Has
any other nation mountain of solid iron
to make the plows of, like Pilot Knob,
in Missouri, or seas Of oil under tha.
ground, and shores Of solid copper along
the lakes Does any other nat on double
its population every twenty years, and
suck in the emigration. Of Europe, with
out counting it, or carry cargOcs 1000
miles along one river, or venture on the
impudence Of a Monroe doctriie; or fight
war with million soldiers. aud have
them all no again, like boys after
school, within one year? Or what other
PcCplS COIICGlSd icFcFiuj - ICiNN.vIOOO
sterling, and t20,C0J,O00 in gold at
time in its Exchequer, laughs at a dobtof
500,0OO,00O, and engages to wipe it
out in ten years Mr, Artemus Ward
says he never knew a Yankee who didn't
talk about the Rocky Mountains but one,
and he was deaf and dumb, but even he
wrote bo k about them. Whois stu
pid enough 20 laugh at that 4? 1t is in
the nature Of the people; the youugg giants
must have gigantic topics, words, politics,
schemes and sayings; and if wo laugh,
let it be with hearty good nature, ard as
old folks do at the brag and buncombe
of the young one, whose strength and
health are so beautiful aud full of the
PROMISE of noLlo days and works-Ee