The aegis & intelligencer. [volume] (Bel Air, Md.) 1864-1923, 1876-11-03
Rolling the Ball.
One brief year ago,

One brief year ago,
AS all Democrats know,
j. M-rr-s-n HRS went into his hole;
But hearing the Radical shout,
lie again has peeped out.
Says he, RAIDS! what's that ball that you roll?''
Quoth the RAIDS, " Much the same, Mr.. HRS
AS your ball that's been buried so long, sir, il
carries
Much the same sort of smell
That you used to love well:
Won't you help us to keep it a-going?"
Always count me in, RAIDS, when there's any.
thing doing
To forward the main chance. Pvc been hid
away,
In my hole In the ground,
With my muck-bals around
Since the Democrats carried the day,
just because of no orgies q. brewing
Above ground, in which l could fly my elastic
Limbs in tumble bug light fantastic
"a score of years since came out for q season
But soon hustled back to my hole for the rea.
son
That started my ball on the very worst grou,,ds.
1t slipped from my grip, on the side of a noun.
Down, downward it roll'd with thousand re.
bounds
And pumped at the base, into Salt river foun.
tun.
l made me another, last Autumn, and chose
What | thought the big road, for plain sailing.
But deuce take II twas worse than that noun.
tain for falling;
For the team of Democracy, heavy with foes,
Came CdtroUing DER me-
To the gutter it bore me,
And left me, besmirch'd there, my fortune to
ponder,
While wheel of that wagon
Which the Democrats brag OIL
Like st. George and the Dragon,
Mash'd my poor little muck ball us fiat as
founder.
Now the scent of your ball in the air
Has drawn me once more from my lair,
But my failures have given me lore,
And Pm wiser than ever before.
Then believe me- its scent is too loud for the
masses
Not for me, nor for YOU, but those dainty.nosrd
asses,
The sovereign people, do hate bad smell
As the devil does incense, or saint does-well,
You'd better inyeigle some Democrats in,
Or the people will swear the whole thing is too
thin"
scent Democratic will serve to disguise
This vilanous odor the masses dcspisc,
Quoth the RAIDS, "twil take yOW to invciglc
ZEN M-rr-s-n.
What, tho we know you to be but sorry son
OF the Dark Lantern party, who forced your
way in,
AS 8 A., \ G7;;,-using means that were not only
But sha,p-at the point-made for pegging
way"
Quoth our hero, Ivy, Zhentlemens! Mich "er-
stay"
(The German was murdered i this barbarous
fashion,
Doubtless, to please the old Know Nothing pas
sion.)
"You don't understand, do you say?
Well, we mean that you used that neat pocket
bayonet,
(Tho' never word have you since had to sag on
The shoemaker's awl, to prod Democrat leath-
er,-
Not the sole, but the upper and neither,
And of course, by such means, won the
... day.
Then as boldly you marched to the national
council,
AS though you were sent by popular ground
SWELL
And took your seat brazenly-coolly-
While Rip Rap and Plugs,
And Know-Nothing thugs,
And Snakes with Black mugs,
And Blood Tubs with jugs,
And Red Necks and Bugs,
All shouted, That's bully!'"
Our hero surmised that the jig was now up
When this ugly old record was brought to tho
top;
But he knew not the depth of the Radical guile
And was quite treasured when, with blanc
smile,
They went on, Now the man that makes anvil
do the work
BY which carpet-baggers and negroes are KEEP
On top, while all rights TO the devil arc swept
Yours ever 10 serye," quoth our hero, low
bowling,
Then the Radicals, after little pow wowing
Zone more word. Mr.. HRS. ls't Tilden o
Hayes
You prefer ~? How lie WINGED meath the gaze
Of all eyes that turned on him-then tickle'
the top
OF his pate, for moment before he looked up
With the hope that some happy idea might pop
Then he stammer'd and bunder'd,-
And then again ponder'd =
While all the RAIDS wondered
What the deuce was the hitch in his speech;
Till some one cried out, like the foe Of McDuf
CAS- also like Washlngtons friend, when tn
check
OF that hero, too, had grown weak
In stammering effort to speak,
"Mr. HRS, enough
Your modesty equals your virtue, and each
Is beyond any words to express
Like other conundrums your views W
lE IA must guess.
9 W 9G S aim is to 70. ons MIR Roberts this Fall
So he Joined them in rolling the ball;
CIR perhaps should say thatli he swallowed tho bal
(You SEQ that my figure grows fshy in taini,-
But, then, so does the man whom paintD
So they put this half fish and half bug their Stat
But we Maryland ireemen, SO harassed before
By this pest havo resov'd to be H.rr.sed no more,
We will run all his bug part into tho ground
All his fish part into the sea,
And henceforth trace of this pest shall be found
Unless as fossil 1t be-
Behind some cabinet key;
And when fossilists pay it visit,
They'll puzzle, and wonder, and If they agree
Twill be- that 1t s-that it nuts bc-old Barnum
A." what fa.it ~ G.. W A.