Feliciana sentinel. [volume] (St. Francisville, La.) 1877-1892, 1878-11-02

cry lately is pertecshun pertecshun I'm
guine sar, for Mas, Bob Percy, for he'
been tried in de fire and afore to day sar
he perfected ME douring de shootin of d,
wor and since too and kows eff / was I,
call on i'm in de middle Oh de mite sab, tx
cum to me he'd do it quicker nor any
udder man in de field dats maxim al
kline O. pertensions fur de durashun oh d.
cullud peoples intrus', I'se bin sleepin
wild one eye open for some time back and
my eye-teef amt jes now cummin' troo
L tell yer, an often axes de people now
of dey's guine to wipe dere fingers and
steal away de confidence which dey plac
ed in de white people two years ago, ]
axes dom eff dey's guine to play de "nig.
ger' and dc "weberite" ag'in and follow
de trail dat liked to had led 'em to hell
and purdishun! Denis my sinterments
sar, and OATS de side Oh de hattorm on
which l stand It'll Gaboul blow his horn''
Old His" skin is black tits true but
his soul is white his heart is good and
! although his mouth is set for q ner-
chants GRUB" and lnstinctively opens
| at the gurgle ola whiskey barrels bung,
his generous palm tightens its grip on the
white mans ticket, the Democratic scrip,
the doctrines Of which the sons of
Feliciana have suffered martyrdom for
and fought manfully for the last decade
to perpetuate, and which they arc re-
solved not to see torn in shreds and bur-
ried, on the 5th, under the tomb of OBJ
livion, by dissenting parties who, because
the Parish does not revolve on q pivot
at their bidding or under the motion Of
their thumbs, must leap frog like to the
uppermost branches of the historical tree,
and croak.
Bulldozers are coming I see their eyes
Hide men, hide in your "chis"
But hold, stop! Here's prize,
1fyou'H put your name on my list.
But now, when they see that the Demo-
cratic Conservative ticket (alias,) "the
Fircman;s Halls card" offers to the COL
ored man and his family and property
every means of protection, and guaran-
tees him the right and privileges of the
law and the Constitution, they set up
their lamentable dirge and, reasoning
a posteriori commence their memorable
slide down the scaly bark singing.
Like "tho man upa tree"
Wee sit ard see
How the ticket is going by
Like little "Jack Horner"
Well sit in a corner
And wait for our christmas pie.
It's no use ia praying
Its no use in staying
In the land of the ,chite pIume's rule,
Well never he congenial
An fore we'll he mental
Well promise ''Sambo" mule.
But hoping this immaculate ~ indi-
vidnal' has his eye ''skined" now to all
schemes and devices which paint in .ed
solors his aggrandizement, and he re-
CARDS ms myth that proverbial "ani-
mule striding the area Of forty acres of
alluvial land. He now sings joyfully in
his cotton patch, roots his "taters'' and
picks his old banjo in security hy his cab
in fire, is allowed to submit his wrongs
and grievances before q court of justice,
cast his vote at the ballot box and has
learned to say "God bless the white man
he has proven himself my friend and af-
ter twelve years searching for the truth
have discovered and accepted the fact
that ''they should obey who know not
how to rule. WHITE OAK.