Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1868-01-08

S"nAC On oaH, DouRids DtIuOCTat.
IT'S night
All nature is hushed in peace and re-
pose.
Peace and repose did say
| Alas /! there is none for me. MY name
| even shudder as it stare me in the face.
Yes, shuidcr with disgust, for knew
full we'll that all decent men, when they
look upon the foul name of Brick Pom
Grey, turn away with loathing. Brick
Pomeroy the vile thing that spews out
treason, filth and brutality !
Yes Yes +!
Would to heaven-I can hardly write
that hallowed name, for knew that [ am
damned to all eternity-that [ could
drink the oblivious waters of Lethe, and
| forget my revolving meanness and how 7
have wallowed in the putresence of trea-
son.
Lincoln !
| Have | not gibbered my obscene jokes
and uttered profanity over the remains of
that martyr to his country. Would that
could forget.
Remorse preys upon my vitals The
vultures of horror and despair rend me.
Tramp! Tramp! Tramp !
Out in the CHASTITY stiffness of the
night. can fancy | hear the gallop of
Booths horse, as he bears his rider down
to Hades
| Did l hear groan 49,
Was tor does my whirling brain
mock me-the expiring throb of Union
soldier inions, hirelngs and dogs" |
have called them-as he laid down to die
in the mon den and prison pen of An
Jacksonville !?
am dirty dog! God knows / am
dirty dog, and [ beg pardon of all dirty
dogs for thus slandering them.
Brethren, let us pray!
Well, they can pray. | can't, for am
past redemption. A despised, loathsome
thing on earth [ cannot hope for par
don-i have been to utterly mean and
depraved.
Only to-day
Il was this morning [ met one-armed
soldier on the street. He pointed his re
naming hand at me, and called me q
traitor, a coward and NANCY cur The
tightening glance Of his eye buried into
my black heart.
| confess all
Brethen let us pray!
[ acknowledge that [ am Jonah in
the Democratic party. That | have in
jured it thousands of votes by driving
men by sheer disgust into the Republi,
can ranks. am an egotistical blather-
skite. / only sailed under the Democra.
tic flag to make money and satiate my
sordd avarice.
can best describe myself by saying:
! Ii you would take a fine tooth-comb,
And rake down all creation,
! You couldn't find meaner thing
Il, all this mighty nation
That's me-BRIcK PoMERoY
[ stand alone as all that is foul, re-
voting and disgusting. Showing that
villainy reached its first limits when
came on earth.
Great God when I die
Brethren, let us pray !!
None will morn for me, and none will
rejoice, for | am even sunk beneath
! CoulCiupb.
When [ die my blac. ened soul will go
down to hell! Even there | will be re-
fused admittance, for the Devil will recol
from HE as virtue would from vice He
will fear to give me entrance as he knows
| would corrupt the morals of the inmates
of that horrible abode!
cannot sleep! Conscience fortunes
me-drives me to despair. Back back !!
phantoms and demons Of remorse and des-
pair, and give me but a short respite.
A short respite to that foul thing, de-
sp1sed and condemned by all good meu,
known as BRICK PoMERoY.
T 5. shoaf, | beg your pardon.
Can you grant it to such bestial, de-
PRAYED wretch and villain as know N.Y.
self to be?