The Portland daily press., 1871-09-18
POETRY.


Jump Seat.-"Aftero Longfellow.
BY P.
The summer days were waning fast,
AS through the State of Maine there passed
A chic I, who bore, with beAming eyes,
hammer with the strange DEVICE
Jump Seat!
His brow was bright. his eye beneath
Flashed ike a talchion from its sheath;
And like a hero, brave and true,
His own graud trumpet loudly blew,
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Septembtr Fourth came, lovely, br'ghti
A bold thought eeized him, niin anu ih'sA''
Bga eaycrs! IN do it, ere close OF mofn'
I'll rouse the sleeper, blow my horh'
Jump Seat!
Bangor was calm, serene repose
Rested within its borders close;
As Genei al B., in g eat delight,
opeped uuon his wondering sigh
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A package large and mystic too.
Came to his hand. HIS optics grew
Amazed. He cried 81 owe you one
Our gallant leader, Norway's Sonr'
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In distant towns throughout the State,
He knew Of good Dems. small and great;
Those secret notes he scattered wide,
East, West, Norths South, on every side,
Jump Seat!
1.-The Reps. are last asleep said he,
"B' hold the way to victoryl"
Let Thursday come, past set of Sun.
TLen let the bold work be begun
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.Try not hat DODGE a veteran sad
"Dark lowers thestempest DER your head,
Thu Reps. mark me, The trick will know,
AND al your boast be turned 20 VICE."
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20 stay,' a wise Iiend said, "and hear"
"Not sos The General cried, 'no iear;''
A.mile stood in his genial eye,
B. he answered. mo! No! Not tJr highp'
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Beware the Pine States vengeance strong!
Beware the chasm, deep and long!
THIS was the hiend's last sad "Good-night,"
As the brave General passed from sight;
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s.Alas, too truei' the Bangor Who
Printed the missiy.s, bold and big.
The game is up!-The dodge is bust
See wrecked AMID the dirt and dust
Jump-Seat!
The Reps. awake on every hand
From Kittery to Aroostook land.
To arms! to arms! the rallying come
To send with speed and whrling home,
Jump-Seat!
September 'leven, bright, glorious fine,
It's very air seemed most divine,
The battle ragged, the con est strong
Tween Reps. and Dems. 'twixt right and wrong,
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Hurrah! old Maine is true as steel,
And never to base gods knee.
Ten, eleven thousand, so they say,
For Sidney P. hove c. P. X.
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Sound the loud shout! send forth the newsl
Faster than lightning il YOU choosel
That pew departures not been done,
The dag that Fl ats is Republican,
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There in the twilight cold and gray,
"Leless but beautiful it lay''
The steed named "Dem" with bxoken neck,
Behind him, crushed, a perfect wreck,
Jumps Seat!
The moral OF this story queer;
Listen brave Democrats! and hear:
Count not your chickens lore they're Matched:
Inc good Rep. nag has over, matched
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The cause looks bright DER all the land,
Victories come grand on .very hand.
Justf-e will triumph! Right prevail.
= Next year 10 win we shall not fail.
Jump-Seat!
From grim defeat, our good friend T.,
With cheerful heart can truly say,
"GIeat gain is mine. I've surely had
Gratis, Tor nothing, a d. H. ad
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sour latch-string's on the doors outside,
Csrriages for sale and fine to ride;
Always found here and cheap tor cash,
None can surpass tor style and dash'
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