The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1880-03-17
GRANTS LUCK.
ny a SOUTHERN DixaY-cRaT.

Down in Galeny. Illinoy. little one boss town,
There lived tanner, fore the wah-the derndes
luckiest houn
Why, when the muss twixt North and South frs
settled down to blows,
His name and bulldog phiI warnt known tel
miles from hum sposs.
Now, we'uns had some ginerals what fit In Mex
leo.
And then the Yankees Dragged on some, wha
made gorgeous show.
Then Little Mack" was all the rage and 1t wers
fun to see
How he could sling his army round, and keep from
hurting We.
And bcld Fitr John, his ace of trumps. tha
wouldn't strike Hex
Onless 'twould help McCIellan's fame-we though
he was brick.
And Buell., too-it did bea, all what marching h,
could do,
And not ketch up with Bragg till he got where h.
wanted TO
He didn't want to hurt the South" 'twan't whal
he come here foh,''
He ussd to say; and Bragg, you know, was Buell.
brother'n-law.
Well, things went an as beautiful as Southern
folks could walt,
Til one day conc a telegram about one Ginera
Grant.
Nobody seemed to know the chap, and there wa
mighty few
That ever heered his name afore they heerd hi,
doings too
Yoc know how, down at Dsneison we built stay.
Ing fort
We planted guns to stop the boats, aad then laid
low for sport,
When, tearing through the tangled woods tn,
Western boys appeared.
You bet we Southern Dimmicrats were pretty
badly skeered
While VIC was shaking in our shoes, like panic
stricken Turks,
Twas that Galepy tanner, Grant. that .'Inoved
upon our works."
So things went on till Shiloh-therc we thought
we had 'em foul,
We waded in at break of day, and fout EN- cheek
by jowl;
And when we thought we'd got 'em licked. ant
drove into the river
That pesky Grant, upon his hoss we happened t,
diskiver,
A rallying 'em to charge as back--the stupid.
ornery cuss,
He didn't know that he was licked. but turned
and wallop-d US,
Then, when old Vicksburgh eaved at last, wher,
we had mlde plant.
Durned ef ever see such luck, Twas taken too
by Grant.
And so the long "onpleasantness" drug on fro m
year to year,
And we-uns kinder gathered heart, and hoped
success was near:
We thought the North about played out, our
fighting nearly done,
And planned to hang old I.inkin when We eaptur.
ed Washington.
)ne day the news came DER the wires-the Fed $
had changed their pan;
They'd found. at last, twas in the East they'd
want their biggest man:
So Linkin whistled Grant OF East 20 tackle Gin.
eral Lee.
'WhoOp! now look out for funnwe said: s.he'll
bark up the wrong tree;
Grant was game old bulldog. hat we couldn't
well deny:
But let him bounce our lion, and you'll hear him
sing kf-yii"
<'AH' Af" We " near lnt news, anu now
we'd all prcpnre --- a '''-
o whoop up shouts Of victory, then change our
time and swear,
'or, dog my cats, ef that old Grant-that bullet
headed tanner
)idnt coop Lee In Richmond In the most provok-
ing manner.
md, somehow, fetched It rou nd at iast-rm biest
II Iknow how
o lick out Lee, and end the war, Twas sli pure
luck, swovl
Vell, srter that. they patched up peace; old Lin
kin got h'sdue.
nd that showed Andy johnson up into his vacant
pew:
nd things went swimmingly for us; tho South
was then in clover,
ur goose hung mighty high once morc-we
thought our troubles over:
'c nominated Seymour, and began again te
rant
bout State Rights. And then, I'll swar, they
'lectcd Gineral Grant,
ell, we lay quiet eight long yea in hopes thA,
time would turn.
m Hayes was lectei Pres, then we didn't care
rs free
, run things our own fashion that is, kicked up
deyiltry.
nd now. when shot gun rule has come, and DIM
myerats can reign,
hey talk of running Gineral Grant for President
again!
nd, jest as sure as june comes 'rnund, with the
help Of "boys In blue''
he'll nominate that lucky cuss, and they'll elect
him too,
w. TEMPLE.
Victoria. ILL.,, Feb. s. 1850