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38. the whole story told in rhyme. by W. J. S. John Bull he met our Jonathan, “Ah! Jonathan,” said he, sir, “Pray tell me, now, what's all this row I hear across the sea, sir? You're kicking up a pretty fuss, Pray tell me what it's for, sir; Let me advise: just compromise- A horrid thing is war, sir. “I shall want cotton, Jonathan, Likewise Virginia's weed, sir; And, really now, I can't allow This quarrel to proceed, sir.” “Du tell,” said Brother Jonathan, “Now, don't you get excited; At hum I rule — so just keep cool You'll see this thing all righted. “My Southern boys for years have held The Presidential reins, sir-- Until to-day they've held a sway They never can regain, sir. And when they cannot rule, they kick And hate with all their might, sir, For love of Union's second to Their fondness for State rights, sir. “They say we mean to free their slaves And take them from their hands, sir, And rob them of their property, Their daughters, and their lands, sir. We
90. Impromptu On a recent event. (Copyright in the Confederate States, secured.) Old Mason proud, and sly Slidell Away to Europe cut their lucky, Or thought they had, till sweet to tell, The pair were bagged by Wilkes the plucky. Wilkes brought them safely into port, Despite John Bull's protest and swearina, They thought Diplomacy their forte, They'll find their fort will be--Fort Warren. --Burlington Free Press, Nov. 22.