Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1868-01-30
FOOD FOR FUN
RsCh yasd -RAcy!
The RAIDS and Negroes!'
CHICAGO TINES CARRIERS ADDRESS.

| AHplueT year 10 piscCu q
And sleeps beside the centuries dead,
Let's wipe away the falling tear,
And hail with joy the new born year.
The year that's gone was full OF grief
Does this year promise much relief?
New York, New Jersey, answer yes.
The Keystone State has done no less:
Ohio, too, has raised her voice,
And made the nations heart rejoice.
Connecticut, that little State,
Came Just In time and not too late:
And California told tale.
That made the niger rump grow pale.
1t makes the heart throb with delight
To know the country still Is white.
Let Phillips rant, and Butler swear,
The honest people do not care
4 farthing for their silly twaddle,
Or Pope's grand orders from the saddle.
Freemen have risen in their might
They mean that Justice, Truth and Right,
Shall be the order of the day,
And nigger rule shall pass away.
When they want wool, to card or keep,
THEY'LL take it from the backs of sheep;
Our ladies, too, who use perfume
To scent their clothes, in month OF June,
Or smelling bottle, for the nose,
Prefer the extract of the rose:
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Regales the nose of Il Radical.
Take Rad, tied to a skunk,
And shut them in nigger's trunk;
My mongrel friend, don't heave sigh,
The Rad. will hve-the skunk will die.
This is the way the Rump intends
To bring about its. .murdereus ends;
In Congress they intend to fetch
This low, degraded, Ignorant wretch.
L. 1T
He'll stink all decent white men out:
This is the sight we soon shall see
In this grand land of liberty.
The nigger soon will take the place
That Clay aud Benton once did eace;
Perhaps he'll fill the speakers chair,
With WOOL and BONE, not BRAINS and HAIS
Exalt this thing, you never can,
This two thirds monkey, and one-third man
VIII not all good men curse the day
That gave this mongrel party sway?
This party that has lost all sight
OF Constitution, Justice, Right;
That's cursed and blighted half the land,
And placed the nigger in command.
This party, doomed, has yet got time
To add the climax to their CRIME,
And crowd the niger in that place
Which ne'er before knew such disgrace.
The winter shall notpaSS away
Ere they will bring about that day;
Then let the nation hide its face,
No time or change will e'er etiace
The burning, hell-borH, deep disgrace
To arms brave beys-we still are free---f
This burning shame must never be;
Let Wade and bloody Chandler know
You have the pluck to strike the blow.
The House in fame has suffered much
By Butler, Stevens, and all such,
But niggers cannot enter, SURE,
It's more than white men can endure.
Next fall elections, tits une,
Would all this deyilish work undo;
But let no niger ever think
Within that House to sweat and STINK.
We swear by heaven he never shall;
Remember this, rag RADICAL!
Go ask old MUM, your idol Grant,
And he will tell you that you can't.
Now, patrons, this is just the matter.
The Democrats will sweep the platter;
To tell YOU plainly what we mean,
We mean to keep those Houses clean,
Those doors no nigger's foot shall cross;
They cannot, mustnot, shall not, Hoss.
Dear patrons, now, if you should think
There's too much gall mixed with my INK,
I'll get you to recount the ills
The Bureau, Military Bills,
The robbed, the ruined, desert South,
For her no friend TO ope his mouth.
In Congress lashed by tongues OF fury,
For white men there's no court, no jury:
With standing armies in each section
To keep the white man in su6lection;
To awe him into craven fear,
To watch and note each sigh, and tear;
Tight on his neck to keep the YOKE on;
Until his free-born spirits broken.
There's not felon driven forth,
There's not scapegrace from the North,
There's not q scamp that lives by trick,
There's not a graceless fanatic,
But hies him South, and takes command
OF better men, in Dixie's Land.
If this apology wont do,
Like Jobnson's bad rhyme. 1t is true;
If you believe the niger fool
o er white mems rights should reign and rul
/ have no more just now to say,
Perchance I'll call another day.;
Perhaps III think. when grow bigger, =
Much less of you, more of the Niger.