suit, And Hale, and all the ‘ niggers.’ Alack!
alas! this month or more We've felt a sad foreboding; Our very dreams the burden bore Of central cliques exploding; Before our eyes a furnace shone, Where heads of dough were roasting, And one we took to be your own The traitor Hale was toasting! Our Belknap brother
The senatorial editor of the Belknap Gazette all along manifested a peculiar horror of ‘niggers’ and ‘nigger parties.’ heard with awe The Congo minstrels playing; At Pittsfield Reuben Leavitt
The justice before whom Elder Storrs was brought for preaching abolition on a writ drawn by Hon. M. N., Jr., of Pittsfield.
The sheriff served the writ while the elder was praying. saw The ghost of Storrs a-praying; And Carroll's woods were sad to see, With black-winged crows a-darting; And Black Snout looked on Ossipee, New-glossed with Day and Martin. We thought the ‘ Old Man of the Notch’ His face seemed changing wholly— His lips seemed thick; his nose seemed fl