A voice from Maryland.[The following ‘"rebel"’ balled has lately been extensively circulated in Baltimore, notwithstanding the most vigorous exertions, on the part of Lincoln's police, to suppress it. We received the copy from a gentleman who passed through that city last week.]
Oh, Jeff.! Why Don't you come! ‘ Jeff. Davis, are you coming?
We'll be glad to see you here;
‘"Air--"’Willie, we have missed you.
We'll give you a hearty greeting — you'll be welcome everywhere;
You'll find a subjugated set — appeals are all in vain;
They've disbudded all our police, and arrested Marshal Kane.
He was a gallant gentleman — the city's boast and pride;
With Baltimore's best interest his name's identified.
Not being Picayune Butler stripe, whenever there was a fray,
To quell it, with his brave police, he boldly led the way.
And when Abe's starving soldiers did begging to him come,
He gave them food, and words of cheer, and kindly sent them home;
So, while you are rewarding all those who've suffered pain,
And privation, in our cause, Jeff., remember Marabal Kane,
We had a Captain Smith here, which one I can't decide;
Perhaps 'twas him of Halifax, for whom Miss Bailey died;
He arrested each small newsboy under ten years old he'd meet,
And tore up all your photographs, and strewed them on the street.
If you scare them so on paper, oh! Jeff., what will they do,
When you come along in person and prepare to put them through?
When you conquer Abram and his crew — and there's no such word at fail--
Have the tar and feathers handy — give each a separate lad;
And when you've had your fun out with the Abelidon band,
Just hang them high as Haman, and purify the land.
I'm but one among the million, looking up to you from far,
But I love the light of Liberty, and you, its brilliant star,
Giving promise of a brighter day to each fair Southern home;
Oh! we honor and respect you — then, Jeff., why don't you come?