Buchanan County bulletin. [volume] (Independence, Iowa) 1869-1891, 1876-12-22
NASBY'S PSALM OF WOE.
Mr.. Nasty Realizes that the Democracy
is Busted, and Indulges in a VALE 81
From the Toledo Blad

~ N"iN " "tS AlhiIlI Ilou loiS lily
State with his rifle clubs; in vane
niggers wuz killed, and in vane did
we keep EN- away from the polls.
We didn't keep enuff NV en- away,
for sum of the cusses managed to
vote, and their votin WIZ our death.
We bull-dozed EN- in vanc, for our
bull-dozcn didn't go far cnuff.
! The wind that bloweth from the
South is bitter wind and chilly,
and its sound to us sigh.
Oregon is slight bone, but the Re.
publikin SENT will bust that.
Bcin busted is our condishen.
| hcv endoorcd more Dustin than
falls to the lot Nv man, and I Sigh
for change.
Floridy wuz our persimmon, and
we reached for it, but our pole wuzn't
long enutf..
In vane we countid double-in
vane we kept out returns; The Rad
ikels scooped us.
And Looisiancr, wo is us, will be
returned for Hayes, wich settles our
hash.
We held ont three aces, but Kel-
log held out four kings-yes, and
he could hey played five ef they he'd
been needcd-and he rakes the pot.
Wv what avalc is il to kill niggers,
and keep EN- away from the polls, eff
we are not allowed to count the par
ishes wherein we did it?
We do the wickedncss and are
swindled out of our reward therefor
We killed Il thousand niggcrs in
the South.
And cz we git nothin 10y it, ii is a
CRATE waste NV niggers.
Troo we he'd the fun NV it, but we
are not III condishen to do things
for fun.
We spent 4 million OF shekcls on
Moo York, aud got a majority NV
10000, when 5000 wood hcv done
ez well.
Why didn't we scatter them votes
in Floridy and Wisconsin, and smile
the enemies of reform:
The Irish volid vigorously, and
the repeaters wuz faithful, but we
put EN- in the wrong place.
Like meesles, reform repeatcrs
need to be scattered.
We are bein turned out to grass,
while our enemies is bein stall ted.
The post offices, the custom houses,
the collectorships, wich we yearncd
atter,are ez fur from us ez they wuz a
year ago.
We got near enutf to smell NV
them, and the smell thereof enrages
us.
The tiger tastes blood, but he
wants his fill NV it.
We hevn't got taste but the smell
that we did git sets us crazy, and we
gnash our teeth.
Mourn Kentucky, for the niggers
will still be free.
Weep, ye daughters of Kentucky,
for yoo will still hev to dress yel-
selves, and wash yer own clothes or
pay for don the same, the same ez
other people do.
Mourn, oh We sons of the South,
tor ye will till yer fee ds, or pay for
the tillin Nv EN-, or they will grow
up to the jimson.
The nigger will swct, but he will
SWEET for hisseif, and will eat the
fruit NV his own labor.
He won't be Il slave and ez he will
hcv courts, his labor will not smougc
him out NV.
The carpet-baggers will possess
the land, and he will build factries,
and shops, and skools, and he will
go to Coneris and the Legislacher.
And the South will become even
as Masseychoosits is, yea worse, for
the soil is better and the carpct-bag-
ger will have better show for his
labor.
The pleasant note NV the revolver
and the music Of NV the shot gun
will no more be hecrd in the land,
and there will be hangin for murder.
The shivelry will hev to labor for
his bred,-or fill his stum.ck with
clay.
Ther will be no more draw-poker,
nor polnt-yooker-quarter racen will
be not, for whcr is the stamps comm
from eff we are deprived of our labor.
Kin we raise another rebelyun?
Not any. For the South hcz he'd its
belly full nv tightin.
We wonld fight, but the Northern
Dimocrisy darent, and the Southern
Dimocrisy don't want to.
We Kin pass rcsolooshcns, and
howl, but resolvin and howln won't
give us the postotlices. and what is
government without them?
Bascom's will be deserted, and the
grass will grow on the paths leading
thereto
For without the ofises, out NV
wich to gather shekels, how arr we
to pay for that wich comforts us?
Bascom will look ut his books, and
the teers of woe will strecm down
his cheeks.
For he will say: Nasty oweth
me this, Pogram that, and Issaker,
hevln a stronger constitution, more
than both.
Lo, these yeers hev | furnisht EN-
with sustenance, and now when my
barls is empty, the last chance NV
gittin EN- filled is gone forever.
And ther is no hope NV bildin up
another trade, for the nigger post
master don't drink, and the nigger
farmers waste their money on goods
at Pollock's
He will foreclose on the Dcekin, and
lssaker will sell out, and they will
perish from the face NV the earth.
And he wood levy onto me, only |
amt got nothin to levy onto, halle
loojy.
And all this wos because we didn't
kill enuff niggers,
Our walls is torn down, and our
strong places made desolatc.
Ez for me my mind is made up.
| shell quit pollytics, and shell go into
philanthropy.
wood go onto the highway, but
ther amt money enough in the cor
ners to buy me a revolver.