Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1882-11-02


Duly accredited. well elect for the peoples choic,
Were solid all. George was their man.
the case looked blue, our men erest-falen.
Then stood forth and craved they let me dine
For was hungersd. The council rose
Al. my request and each man hasted
To his meat save only those whose
Hearts inclined to you We passed
The whispered word to each, and each,
obedient, did rally at the ball,
Therein faith twas neatly done,
We sneakingly, did claim ourselves
The true elect. In we dumped
The delegates in our sneak caucus
At Benton Matched. The rsbble- chosen set,
We in New Diggins named, were there
made a speech:
It's an ancient usage here
That first the legates choose two trusty men
As legates for the county. Then the sssembly
Doth divide. The Western side choose two,
The Eastern two to make the six, we are
Empowered to send to speak our county's will
Now here we are The hordes of Hazelton
Know not our meeting. Let US admit
Those bogus delegates, usurp the function
| 10 others given, and send over to Monroe
Three trusy souls enlisted in our cause
| There Elisha will have councillors
Most subtle They will raise dust
About our title; and claim we are
Not bastards but true children of the body polite
Let us be quick about this business.
Neighbor, bar that door. Speak all
| With bated breath" Ia, ha. 1t tickles me
To think ont. Thus We named three mea
As legates here for you. While tother side
The eight and seventy did fill their stomachs
And chat in guileless innocence
We, hunger gnawed, put up this job.
Then Georges men, their feeding over
Did meet according to old usage;
And there in order due elect their
Men, and voice the peoples will
Pursuant to the choice promuged
In crowded caucuses. The seats
Of their elect we three contest.
Here are your goods delivered.
| If you lack The wit to use 'em
| tbs no fault of mine, IIa, Ia.
Twas as neat a trick as ever rogae invented
In the far, sunny south. But where's drink
Stiekney. (Aside)-This smells of fraud.
Twelve men out-voting thirty-three!
A caucus on the sly, convention slyer still.
Doth honor force on me to swallow this?
fear this trio are, but snide AMI shoddy.
Elisha. cambridge, thou art trump.
This skilled maneuver opens up CLEAN
Of welcome light to our lugubrious chances
Willet, David, Daniel, let us consult
Ece,at al}
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SCENE Y.-The street near Warfeld's after frs
sitting of conventions; present, ELISHA ant
his delegates in rage, gesticulating violently
Elisha. Alas! and did not Stickney stickl
Am |, oh, am | by Stiekney stuck
Oh wrath had Stckney only stuck,
We wonla have the convention stuck;
And twixt the ribs have stuck
The greedy Boscobellian. Stuck
In the qsagmire Of despair, I'm stuck.
| charge thee, Wllet fling politics away.
lis a mirage lures thy thirstng soul
Onward Ter scorching wastes of sand
Toward seeming founts OF power and afiluence
Ever, ever, a little further off.
Enter ST1ckNEY.
lTHia. Oh, you Judas Brutus
lou Benedict lscariot you Junius Arnold
J on Judas. Brutus, Arnold, all combined
DaHid. Let me get at him.
ITO StiekRey9 Oh you internal quashed attach
ment,
lou water-naul on execution,
You id compulsory non-suit
Our injunction you've dissolved and set
Aside our stay; kicked US out of court
Remedies, with costs to pay.
You
Terge, the Wagon, maker. D, MT talk
Dat pettifogger lingo. Let me
Dump my cart of blackguard on him.
To SickRey.)
What ynu come here and give us way for
You rotten axletree you dshed weel
Dat makes crooked track. What for
You put de brake on when we go up hill
What for you lost our linchpin
What kind o. lumber you made of, say
You patent humbug kingbolt,
Dat broke off and spill US out
You tipp'd over on de level ground.
Cod here we be away from home,
Broke down, seat busted, weel squeakin',
Tail board gone. Dat is Halifafx
Anottey delegate Let me touch him up.
{To Siickney)