Urbana union. [volume] (Urbana, Ohio) 1862-1872, 1868-01-01
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TTHIs sarcastic poem, written in the style o
William Allen Buffers Eothiag to Wear, appear
in the Bucyrus Forum Of November 1st, and 1
from the pen of its editor, William Hubbard. /
is the severest satire that has lately come unde
our notice.
Mrs. Abraham Lincoln, of Vanity Fair,
Has superabundance Of something to wear;
| A gorgeous assortment Of beautiful thingsl
CameIs hair, and point-laces, and diamOndrings
And trinkets, and gauds-til the catalogu,
seems
Like the fabulous tale of Arabian dreams.
Did the wife Of a rail-splitter DER before shine
In silks from far India, and gems from the miue'
Did ever hat,boatman's widow possess
In such lavish pTOfusiOn the glories Of dress?
More than all, did a 'rOsy queen" ever before
Take of her nice clothes in a pawn-broker'l
store?
Tinthe Georgian costume (shirt collar and spurs
With but slight-very slight-variation was
her'sl
And imagine, while piling the pawn-brOker's
shelf,
She her friends was exposing much more than
herself?
For Of gimcracks, and gswgaws, and laces be.
What, I pray, save her ehignOn and CATERS were
LETT
"Did you everr' "oh, shOckingW "sueh aw-
full disgracsT"
"How immodestP' Chow sbamelessw "How
brazen her face P'
Were the mild eIclamatlons of wonder and hate
shOWered now ona woman-ah! how fattered of
late!
Mrs. shoulderstrap frowned-Mrs Oilwen DER
flowed
Mrs. Shoddy sich brazelessness never had
knowedP
Mrs. Fyshe (of Cape Cod)-MrS. smytbe famous
these
For attainments in letters"-ths rs and the
e'sl-
And Mrs. Deshragge, Mrs. Tubbs, Miss Jo-
And the twins, Misses Eppy and Dermis De-
Bones,
IAN Of whom were 'stuck up" in the Lincoln
regime),
Raised their dainty red hands with parvsnu
scream!
Every preacher found text and pretext fer lie
In his Sunday remarks to his friend-the Most
Highl
Mr.. stormheaven's sermon made birthstone sd-
vance,
(Or oIOOk up" to employ the reporters par
lancet
Mr. Maworm "extorted the people" again,
TIL they said, "The good man has call, it is
plain"
Mr. Poundtext implored the Almighty to curse
Mrs L. as disloyal, at least, if not worse!
Republican editors, swift to defame,
Voided venom and spume on the poor woman's
namel
By Old Weed, my Lord Thurlow that cut
purse expert
By Theodore Tilton-that sanc.ihed squirt!
By Sleek, Of the Tribune, and Cnone to forget)
By the venaI Commercial and villain Gazette,
Double-leaded sensational missiles were thrown
a. the poor widowed woman, defenseless and
lone
Now, why all this pother? Sure never before
Did plain Mrs Clarke, at pawn-broker's store,
Selling secondhand clothes, tuch a rumpus Gre
ate,
As was seen, far and near, in some circles oflate
We will tell you: These dresses. and laces, and
rings,
And gewgaws, and gimcracks, and trinkets and
things,
Were the prices, the bribes, by which office was
gained
When her husband, a martyr now canonlzed,
reigned!
And twas feared that, while laid on the pawn
brokers shelf,
Each might give to the clerk some account of
itself,
And the clerk to some friend indiscreetly might
blurt
The i" Tale of Night-GOwn," or Song of
Shirt"
And no secret can safely be kept in New York,
Where Bennett and Bonner Cbusy B's) are at
work.
Oh, snobbery! JobberyI Robbery-Hstl-
From this tempest Of scorn and derision desist |
She is Wo-WOrn and sad-she is desolate now,
With the anguish of widowhood stamped on her |
brow
A woman and old with no arm to defend!
Let this last phrase of infamous loyalty end!
Brides she tookl-BUT WHO GAVE THEM!-the |
world ought to know,
And the scoundrels be outlawed wherever they
pOI
Bribes Ghe took-5ra P Ms and small hunters
O. place
Don't haUs oanlsi's hair sharZs, diamond rings and
point laosl
What Cabinet members now hid in the dark |
Bought his seat by his gifts to you, fair Mrs.
Clarke?
What opulent presents we're made In advance
By seekers of Missions to Russia and France?
Oh, Republican queen !" all the scoundrels pro-
claim,
And force them to help bear your burden of
shame WI.