The New Orleans daily Democrat. [volume] (New Orleans, La.) 1877-1880, 1877-03-04
THE DEVIL,s VISIT TO "B0ss
PACKARD"
An Old Poem Remcdeled to Salt the Times.

With one fooe on ne mantle and one on the CRATE
Now smoking his pipe. and then scratching his
For he had heard some disastrous news Of late,
An fearful AZ death and as cruel az tate;
lii an old earthern jug, on table near by,,
Was ID gallon OF "rotgut" or "mean old rTe,"
To cheer up his hopes, which were 20 die.
Under whose potent charms "the Boa" would be
TO Law all HE sriefs like bill con The table,
Or shut np his woe like horse IN stable.
He sat In his chair, with woe-begone air,
Gazing on nothing with meaningiess stare,
His cheek bones were high and his visase was
rough,
And his nose WAS .hori, and SIS ugly and big
Az Che sno0t Of ha.f-stsrved Ohio pig.
He was short in the legs, and long in the face
A short fellow born of short legged race,
let longing through grace for much longer
'rll Be Finished his political wild.goe.e chase
Bringing wreck on HE State and endless Disgrace
On the blockhesds who'd placed him in the very
wrong place.
The news had Just reached him that the pro.
sramme OF Hayes
Would end his reign in very few days;
That his beat men were beaten in this political
fight.
His legions were scattered with panic and Night,
And his plans had all met with runous BLIGHT.
His treasury was bankrupt his finances smashed;
His. rcoet with terrible Toes still bsgirt,
was tumbling TO rain like fabrck Of dirt.
''rm AFRAID said the ssss, there's somebody
Thus sitting and ,hnkng-swixt smoking aud
drinking
Ills head on his bosom was gradually sinking
When sound met his ear
No sharp and 80 clear,
That he sprang TO HE feet-standing breathless
70 hear,
with his mind full of dread,
And his heart full Of fear.
Twas not hike the roll of the hurricanes thunder,
Nor Che earthquake that clesves the tall noun
tains ssunder;
Twas not like the storms which tumultuously
sweep
Ger the lone bending woods and the datk rolling
But . sharp, angry crashing, confusion and
clsshipg,
Like things in general promiscuousiy smashing.
IT'S the Devil, thought Packard, in the serest
"or White League battery seeking The right"
On the wings of the midnight winds it eew,
And nearer il came and louder II grew,
It'll the Sc. Louis Hotel seemed all in stew,
lt paused just b fore
The "pesthouse" door,
And then died away with an explosive rear.
Its the devil" said Packard; and sure he was
Fer, Just at that moment their cleaned on his
sight,
The 8 are of a horrible salphuroas light,
Encircling a form SO CHASTITY and grim,
That his heart ceased to beat, and his eyes grew
That form stood before him majestic and dread.
Vita large eloven feet and huge horns on his
head.
Boss Packard was seized with terrible auaking,
And the bones in his shins we're rafting and
shaking
Like The sdry bones" in the valley of vision,"
With such dreadful collision
OF his body and members without "Wells'" de
cision.
How's your health, Mr., Packard said Old Nick,
with grin;
have only stepped in to renew cid acquaintance
with your honor asin.
How is kellogg aud Loan, and good Mr.. P?
hope oil soar friends are still hearty as we.
Thus saving, he seated himself in chair,
And gaaed at 'tshe Boss with an inpudeat stare;
Took drink of hot lead from a flaming sky
rocket
Which he drew from The depths Of his oversoat
pocket;
Consulted his watch with a dandyish grace:
saia he'd make gu OK trip thrs The regions of
space,
On the train OF comet, in Journey sublime,
oyer millions Of miles l. q moment Of time.
"Fou, Packard" the fsnd said with wink of his
Can travel IKE blsses, when danger is nigh:
Your Metroeehtans, too are dist ngaished for
And run hike the devil in cases of need.
But all this asiae--allow rue to state,
I have come here Oh business momensously
great
Which deeply involves your political fate.
What means Mr.. Packard, your very strange
In playing the Gov'nor DER such small faction.
IL is strange how dispatches have altered your |
notions. |
And called into &C ion your pious devotions:
Itseem 10 me, sir, you're $ whimsical set, |
Ever twisting and turning like an eel in net.
You founder and fiout and turn in and turn ont |
TN my wits ere puzzled to know what you're |
about; |
And now. in all candor. must call your atten-
ton
To the truths which at present you'll allow me TO
mention:
You know, in the first place, you owe your pro-
To demagogue crew who own nay direction:
invented your platform and gave it "eelat,"
About niggers and freedom and bloody shirt
From the top Of this platform be-
low
/ showed you the kingdom which I wcrld be-
III you and your party would only sgree
To fall down in worship and homage to me.
Obey my direction, fulfil my commands,
Spread carnage and death over sill these lands,
Ry horrible warefare such rs would win.
Success to my cause and a triumph 10 Gin.
To MI VI the laws you most pr mptly agreed.
And made them YOU grounds of political creed,
] gave you nv subjects the best have got,
such - Bradley, Morton ana the rest Of the los,
And Kellogg ana Pitkin for them yuu well need,
As miserable gang as Tophes could breed.
I gave you my rainions from the purlieus of hell,
The ranks Of you. coW.raly army to swell.
But alas to your shame DO victory came.
So in the pages OF history no lofsier place
Dan be claimed by your thieving, covsrdiy race,
Than to tell they were valiant In steal &, and
when
They were called 20 account, they ran, in contu-
sion from the presence Of men.
I've one word to add, it's terrible one: l.
The race OF your treachsry is Almost run:
Your political ky looks dark and dun, Il