The Cairo daily bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1870-1872, 1872-11-03
WHERE ARE THEY, GONE,

which little fire was industriously 'goins
out, and while our mind vas deeply in
terested in Bulwcr's remarkable novel en-
titled "a Strange Story we were startled
by low, decisive rap at our cham bel
door. After hesita,ing a moment, tn,
spell of the story being upon US
we arose and opened the door
Our astonishment was intensified
when a colorcd man about tho size, age
and features of VIM. Scott stepped across
the Threshold. lie looked around in a
mysterious manner, and after Q
pause, in n scpulchral whisper, said /:
Mr.. Bulletin, friend Of my race, come
with me, and I will show you mysteries
that will throw into the shade tho "Go
Bots horror
"Who'' inquired we, somewhat irrele.
vanity.
There, he replied, pointing in the
direction Of the barracks.
"Hesvebs r. We calculated turning pale
Then, mastering courage we assumed the
attitude OF Hamlet, and shouted:
$50 on, we'll follow thce!r
At this couple of our friends who had
been sitting with us-one . very large
man, about the size of McHale, and a
smaller man, about the size of Stockfeth
caught hold Of us, when this original
dialogue took place
Our Friends. You shall not 60.
We. Hold of your hands
Our Friends. BE ruled, we're busted II you
go.
w. Our fate cries out, and makes each
petty artery in this body as hardy ~ Bar
NUNS lions nerve. lScott beckons.l Still
are we called. Take your hands of us,
gentlemen (I'reaking from them.l BY
Mrs. Woodruff, Wen make ghost of him
that lets us. We say, away! Go on, wen
follow thee.
[EXuent Scott and the Bulletin.
IA NOTE.-Here we lind It Necessary to be
dramatical, and therefore, drop into
verse that Shakespeare might be proud OIL
SCENE II. 4 remote part Of the Barracks.
Enter SCOTT and the BULLETIN.
Bulletin. Whittier wilt thou lead me
Speak; Ill 20 no further.
Scott. Mark me.
Bulletin. Twin.
Scott My hour is almost come
When to sulphurous and tormenting Mum,
Must render up myself.
Bulletin. Alas, poor Bill
Scott. Pity me not, but lend thy serious
right eye,
To what shall unfold.
[Scott unfolds u pamphlet entitled: "a
Book of Practical Recipes, by Dr. ID.
liulse," and turns to page 10. in which is
the great Hindoo secret or charm called
love drops, or love powders, and places
his finger on magic word.
tTABLEAUX. A dissOlying view which
shows the Bulletin the Radical leaders of
Cairo compromising the great Hulse
voting drops.]
SCENE III.
lIntcror OF the Radical Wigwam. In the
middle canldron boiling. Thunder, and
Lightning Whisky. Enter Hulse, l.inegar,
Mum, Fisher, Yost, McKeiag, Bird. Glad.
ney. Bradley and three COlored Witches
Witch. Thrice the Linegar hath drank.
2 Witch. Thrice; and once the tall Yost
whined.
3 Witch. Mum now cries IT'S time, IT'S
time.
Hulse. Round about the cauldron 60;
Nigger's wool now in IL throw
Nigger's toe nails finely pared,
Nigger's socks not too much aired,
Venom from the serpent got;
Boil these In the charmed pot.
All. Grantee, Grantee, vote we double,
stuff the box and, cauldron bubble.
['rhey dance around the caul,iron, each 10 p
different tune-Iiulse leading to the tune
of"iigh Daddy in the Morning." Mum to
the tune of "Where are now the hopes l
Cherished" Fisher, with u sprightly step,
to the tune of "Put Me in my Little Bed"
YOst to the tune of "You Know How il IL
Yourself" and Jake Bradley TO the tune
of "What Shall be my Angel Name.l
Hulss. Biggest bone of rabbits foot,
In the cauldron now put
Tongue Of lying Radical,
Lies Of which We re prOdigal,
Black lambs blood, from LEFT ear. drops;
Tobacco juice from store of Saup's,
Lizards leg and owlet's wing
While brother Danny Mum doth sing.
Mum. (Singing.]
We all love good Ulysses,
We praise him every day;
And find the business pleasant,
With cent.per cent. for pay.
We gather In the money,
And pass the people by,
oh, we're a band of cOrmorants,
And "HOw is that for highy"
There's bully ID. 4. Linegar,
Grants elector he's ut large;
He works almost for love, does Dave,
He Cont know how to charge.
But iost and are sharper,
There's business In our eye,
We take 1t In with nOnchalance,
Saying: "Iiowis that for highi"
We don't care for the niggers,
hut We vote them every man,
They all contribute to the purse,
OF the undersigned, your Dan.
And their contributions please me,
l never pass them by,
But take them nom the black galutcs;
Saying: show In that for hight"
Al. Grantee, Grantee vote We double,
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