The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1872-11-01
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TEE eRHHLRY CROW.
BY CARL BRET

Once upon a rainy morning, was half asleep
and scorning
All my outward mans adorning, dreading to
get up once more.
Through the morning, grim and yellow, sud-
denly there came below,
As of some belated fellow screeching at my
chamber door
''Tis some Wretched dun, I muttered, screech-
ing at my chamber door.
Only this, and nothing more.
Just before the morn, mention, heard from
that Convention,
Where they nominated Greeley and Missouri's
greatest bore;
And lay there, feeling badly; thinking over
matters sadly,
Wishing vainly, wishing. .madly, that Conven-
tions were no more.
That the swindling base Conventions ne'er
could cheat the people more:
For my heart and head were sore.
I had been SO fOndly hoping, during the dark
and dismal grOping
In the regions of disaster, hung'ring for the
public store,
That the liberal folks would give us some po-
ton to relieve us,
That they would never deceive us as we'd
been deceived before;
But the thought of Horace Greeley and the
platform made me sore.
Made me very sick and sore.
As I listened, came the screeching through
the misty morning reaching,
Once again my ears beseechiDg, schreeching
at my chamber door.
"Be thou creature of perdition," said I, cor s
child elysian,
Worse thou art not than the vision that has
haunted me once move
Vision of Horace Greeley and the great Mis-
soun bore.
May that vision come no more.
"EnterF' And there came creature, like a
fowl in form and feature,
With the black funeral feathers and the as
pect of crow,
Though its eyes were hard and steely, yet its
face was soft and vealy,
And SO like Horace Greeley did the 5rightful
figure grow,
That could not help but wonder whether il
were man or crow
Vile, disgusting, carrion crow.
Then said: "Thou direfuI phantom. of the
carrion tribe the bantum,
Wherefore hast thou come a'screeching
screeching at my chamber door2
Whether ghost from realms supernal, or foul
fend from fires internal.
Write within my daily journal thy cognomen
Iimplore,
Write thy name, and whence thou camest
and thy station, implore."
Wrote the creature: Baltimore"
Wild 1 screamed, Tremendous liarI thou shall
burn in endless fire,
For the black and baseless falsehood that thy
claw has dared to scorel
Hence with such vile in7entionI At the Bal
timore Convention
Greeley's name will have no mention, viii bC
heard of nevermore;
He and Brown will be forever gently laid upor
the floor,
And be heard of nevermore."
Quoth the creature: "Pimp and pander
wherefore raisest thou thy danderH
Pleasant drunkard, gentle horse thief, homes
jail bird, list to me-"
Then felt my heart was sinking, at the crea
lures baleful winking,
And his horrid eyes were blinking, while h
said: otis true you see,
True that you must starve forever, or mus
blindly swallow me,
Shut your eyes and swallow me.
'You must take me foot and feather, ant
must swallow all together,
At my horny bill beginning, ending with m!
horny toes"
All, but I was gaunt and hollow, with m!
hunger lean and sallow,
And I made mighty swallow, though m!
rebel stomach rose,
With my gullet choked with feathers, and N.
palate scratched by toes
Shut my eyes and held my nose.
Then thought, "Of all the fetid drugs tina
e'er to men were meted,
For disease the deepest seated, nought like thi
was known before;
Sugar coated and aluing, it would still be pas
enduring;
If it doesn't do the curing, shall never doctO
more;
I Will die and be forgotten, and will visit cart
no more,
Never go to Baltimore.
Then with retchings agonizing, soon felt my
stomach rising,
And fearful sickness seized me, burning on
of every pore,
On my knees my form humbled, all my in
wards roared and rumbled,
And the mess disgusting tumbled, black, an
foul, upon the hoor;
All the Crow that had swallowed lay befor
me on the floor,
Dark and dirty on the floor.
Then said: "Of ell the dishes, if Of beast
OF birds or fishes,
Or of creeping things suspicious, that mOrta
ate before,
Nothing ever passed my guuet half as bad a
that black pullet,
And hope some friendly bullet may out
stretch me on the floor,
If ever am so crazy as to swallow any mort
Crows my weakness-nevermore.