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NEWS & PLANTERS’ GAZETTE.
ID. . COTTINCJ, Editor.
itfo. S.—NEW SERIES.]
News and Planters' ’ Gazette.
TERMS:
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all arrearages.
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the name of the author.
TO ADVERTISERS.
Advertisements, not exceeding one square, first
insertion, Seuenly-fve Cents; and for each sub
sequent insertion, Fifty Cents. A reduction will
be made of twenty-five per cent, to those who
advertise by the year. Advertisements not
limited when handed in, will be inserted till for
bid, and charged accordingly.
,
Sabs of Land and Negroes by Executors, Ad
miiiisj-ators and Guardians, are requiied by law,
to be tdvertised, in a public Gazette, sixty days
previous to the day of sale.
The sales of Personal Property must be adver
tised in like manner, forty days.
Notice to Debtors and Creditors of an Estate
must be oublished forty days.
Notice that, application will be made to the
Court of Ordinary, for leave to sell Land or Ne
groes, must be published for four months—
notice that application will be made for Letters
of Administration, must be published thirty days;
and Letters of Dismission, six months.
Mail Arrangements.
POUT OFFICE, )
Washington, Ga., Sept. 1, 1843. $
EASTERN MAIL. .
By this route, Mails are made up for Raytown,
Double-Wells, Crawfordville, Camack, Warren
ton, Thompson, Dearing, and Barzeha.
ARRIVES.
Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, at 9, A. M.
CLOSES.
Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, at 12, M.
WESTERN MAIL.
By this route, Mails are made up tor all Offi
ces in South-Western Georg m, Abi-amia, Mis
sissippi; Louisiana, Florida, also Athens,ami
the North-Western part of the State.
arrives—Wednesday and Friday, by 6 A. M.
closes —Tuesday anil Thursday, at 12 M.
ABBEVILLE, S.C. MAIL.
By mis route, Mails are made up for Danburg,
Pistol Creek, and Petersburg.
CLOSES.
Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday, by 1 P. M.
ARRIVES.
Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, at 6 A. M.
LEXINGTON MAIL.
By this route, Mails are made up for Centre
ville, State Rights, Scull-shoals, and Salem.
arrives —Monday and Friday, at 9 A. M.
closes —Tuesday and Saturday, at 9 A. M.
* APPLING MAIL.
By this route, flails are made up for Wrights
boro\ White Oak, Walker’s Quaker Springs.
arrives —Tuesday and Saturday, by 9 A. M.
closes —Monday and Friday, at 9 A. M.
ELBERTON MAIL.
By this route, Mails are made up for Mallo
rysville, Goosepond, Whites, Mill-Stone, Harri
sonville, and Ruckersville.
Arrives Thursday 8 P. M, and Closes same time.
LINCOLNTON MAIL.
By this route, Mails are made up for Reholioth,
Stoney Point, Goshen, Double Branches, and
Darby’s.
Arrives Friday, 12 M. | Closes same time.
IT The Letter Box is the proper place to de
posite all matter designed to be transported by
Mail, and such as may be found there at the
times above specified, will be despatched by first
post.
COTTING & BUTLER,
ATTORNIES,
HAVE taken an OFFICE on the North
side of the Public Square, next door to
the’ Branc h Bank of the State of Georgia.
October, 1843. 28
NELSON CARTER,
DEALER IN
Choice Drugs and Medicines,
Chemicals, Patent Medicines,
Surgical and Dental Instruments,
Perfumery, Brushes,
Paints, Oils, Dye-Stuffs,
Window Glass, Spc.
SION OF THE ) Co
RED MORTAR. \ A JCrUSIA > Lra -
October 12, 1843. ly 7
HAVILAND, RISLEY & Cos.
Near the Mansion House, Globe and United
Slates Hotels,
i AUGUSTA, GA.,
dealers in choice
DRUGS AND MEDICINES,
Surgical and Dental Instruments,
Chemicals, Patent Medicines,
Perfumery, Brushes, Paints, Oils,
Window Glass, Dye Stuffs,
v Msec.
t> Being connected with Haviland,
Keese & Cos., New-York, and Hav
fSf eland, Harral & Allfn, Charles
ton, they are constantly receiving
fresh supplies of every article in
*d!feir line, which they are enabled to sell at the
lowest market prices.
IT All goods sold by them, warranted to be of
the quality represented, or may be returned.
Augusta, August 1843, SI
fyWe are authorized to an-!
nounce the name of Major ALFRED HAM- j
MONO, of Elbert county, as a candidate for
Brigadier-General of the Ist Brigade and 4th
Division, G. M., to fill the vacancy caused by
non-acceplance of Dr. James N. Wingfield.—
Election on Monday 30th instant.
September 19, 1844. 2t 4
WARE-HOUSE
AND
Commission Business,
Broad Street, Augusta, Ga.
TJMie undersigned thankful for the patronage
heretofore received, respectfully inform his
friends and the public generally, that he still
continues the WAREHOUSE AND COM
MISSION BUSINESS, at his old stand on
Broad-street, (long known as Rees & Beall’s)
and will give strict personal attention to all busi
ness entrusted to his care.
Liberal advances made on cotton instore.
His Commission for selling cotton, is reduced
from this date, to 25 cents per bale.
WM. A. BEALL.
Augusta, Sept. 16th, 1844. 2m
wlrl^iiouse
AND
Commission Business,
AUGUSTA, Georgia.
tar m
THE UNDERSIGNED
RESPECTFULLY inform their friends and
the public, that they still continue the
WARE-HOUSE AND COMMISSION BU
SINESS, at their old stand, on Mclntosh-street.
Strict personal attention will be given to all bu
siness entrusted to their care. Their charges
will correspond with those ol other establish
ments in the city, and liberal advances will be
made on Cotton and other produce in store.
The report now abroad, that our Mr. Thomas
Dawson will not he able to give the business his
attention this season, is unfounded. He is rop
| idly recovering from his recent attack of sick
i neks, (out. of which the report originated,) and
mi 1 tie able in a very short time to give his per
sonal aUeuuon to any business with which we
may be favored. During bis recovery, and when
temporarily absent from the city on business,
Mr. John R. Crocker, whose long experience
in the business entitles him to the highest confi
dence of our friends, will as heretofore, attend
exclusively to the selling of Cotton.
Commission for selling Cotton,
25 cents per bale.
iIT All orders for Merchandize will be prompt
ly executed at the lowest market prices.
T. DAWSON &. SON.
Augusta, Sept. 13,1844. 4t 4
FIRE INSURANCE.
THE NEW-YORK CONTRIBUTION
SHIP FIRE INSURANCE COMPANY
have established an Agency in Washington,
Wilkes county, Georgia, and are now prepared
to Insure Buildings and Merchandize against
loss or damage by Fire.
Capital $300,000,
All paid in and safely invested.
Apply to
WILLIAM S. HEARD, Agent,
Washington, Ga.
September 19, 1844. 4
To Carpenters,
WILL be let on the 11th day of October
next, at the place, the Building of a Bridge
over Dry Fork Creek, on the road leading from
Centreville to Danielsville. The plan will be
shown on the dav.
CLARKE TAYLOR, o
G. W. GRESHAM, °
RICHARD DOWDY, I
JAMES D. WILLIS, [ s’
THOMAS FAVER.
LUKE TURNER, ?i
September 19,1844. 2t 4
ADMINISTRATOR’S SALE.
WILL be sold at the Court-House in Elber
ton, between the legal hours of sale, on
the first Tuesday in January next, the following
property, to-wit: Desha, a woman, 48 years
old; Martha, a woman, 48 years old, and John
Osborn, a boy, 2 years old, and Issa and child, all
sold as the property of James Bankes, late of El
bert county, deceased, for the benefit ot the heirs
and creditors. Terms made known on the day
of sale.
NAIL McMULLAN, Adm’r.
September 19, 1844. 4
JVotice •
WILL be sold at Public Sale before the
Court-House door in Washington, Geo.,
on the first Tuesday in October next. The
Plantation, whejeon G. L. Rakestraw, deceased,
resided, adjoining Toombs, Callaway, and other
containing seven hundred and sixty seven (767)
acres, more or less. Terms made known on the
day of sale. GARLAND WINGFIELD.
September 12 3
For Sale,
A Plantation, well improved, containing a
bout Two Hundred Acres, on the waters of
Wells’ Creek, in Wilkes county, adjoining lands
of Enoch Callaway, Mrs. Binns, John Norman
and Christopher Binns. For terms, which will
be reasonable, apply to
SUSAN STINSON,
On the premises.
July 11,1844. 46
FOUR months after date, application will be
made to the Honorable the Inferior Cgurt of
Wilkes county, when sitting as a Court of Or
dinary, for leave to sell the Land and Negroes,
belonging to the Estate of John Perteet, late ot
said county, deceased.
ELIZABETH PERTEET, Adm’x.
JOHN R. PERTEET, Adm’r.
September 12,1844. m4ro 3
WASHINGTON, (WILKES COUNTY, GA.,) SEPTEMBER SO, 1814.
From the Southern [Ala.] Shield.
To MR. SPEAKER POLK of Tennessee.
This is my tother letter to you, and as
iho Democrats still say you’re just as sure
to be elected ns the sun shines, and as 1
still remember they all told us tlie same
thing about Mr. Van Ruren in 1840, I still
feel it a duty to call you President now,
lest I should’nt have the chance to do it
when the votes are counted, so I’ll begin
this letter like the tother.
Albany, Sept. 3, 1844.
Dear President :—l’ll send you this let
ter by the Shield, as I’m afraid the tother
one never reached the Rifle, and I want to
let you know the doings of the audacious
Whigs in these parts. They bod a big
Meeting tother night arid fetched out my
old friend DICKEY DIDDLE, a poor old
Cripple who aint walked a step in six
months, and cant stand up two minutes at
a time, and jist after they seated the old
fellow in a chair, in comes them audacious
Randolph Georgia Whigs with a groat big
Harry Clay Flag, with a picture in one
corner of that same old coon that made the
feathers fly from our hacks so desperate in
1840, and just then the Whigs sent up such
a shout as made us quake I tell you ; and
then 1 seed old DICKiEY look up at the old
coon on the Flag and snap his eyes in such
a way as made us feel that the old fellow
want dead yet, & sure enough it turned out
so for when he begun to talk he soon made
us feel that he was jist like the old Revolu
tioner that had to be helped to sign the De
claration of Independence, “if his limbs
trembled, his heart did’nt,” for the way he
did talk for Harry Clay and his Country I
hate to tell you. He held up Nited
States History with Washington’s Fare
well Address in it, and do you think he
did’nt have the assurance to thank Hea
ven that if he could’nt walk, his feeble
arm could wield the sword of his country’s i
history”—well he did—this burning blade,
says he, on which the tears and blood and
principles of our fathers are engraved—the
very principles which are implanted deep
in the hearts of our illustrious Clay and
Frelinghuysen, the very principles, fellow
citizens, on which the restoration and per
petuity of our country’s liberty anil glory
are suspended”—and just about then, the
awdacious Whigs sent up sich a shout as
you never heer’d at a Camp Meeting ; Some
of our Polkites thinking there was thunder
a coming, streakt it just like you did, dear
President, when you heer’d of a draft for
soldiers to fight the British last war; and
sure enough the old fellow did thunder, for
before he was done with Washington’s
Farewell Address we could’nt tell which
made our hearts burn the worst, that burn
ing blade the old fellow held up before us,
or the burning words that drapt from his
lips ; for vou know dear President there’s
too much Union and brotherly love for the
North and South in the Farewell Address
of the old “ Hamilton Federalist,” as our
Congressman calls him, for our Texas
j Polkites, and we’d rather hear the Whigs
talk about anything else ; but do it they
will, though it gauls us to the heart.
But I’m mighty sorry of one thing, dear
President, the Polkites have been cursing
old DICKEY mighty hard since he made
the tears roll out the eyes of the tender
hearted Democrats that night, when he
talked about the tears and blood it cost to
purchase liberty and Union, and some say
“ thank God he’s going to hell as fast as he
can,” —but the old fellow says he’s mighty
sorry they’re so hard hearted as to want
him to go to that bad place, and I’m migh
ty sorry too, for old DICKEY and I, are
jist like the old time Beaumont and Flet
cher e, you can’t write down the thoughts
of one, without writing down the feelings
of the tother, and I know the old fellow
aint got such a wish in his heart for a dog
to go to that bad place, much less a human
being; so I want you to write our Folks
word to stop such cursing, for you know
dear President, its against the principles of
gent/emanism, and every other kind of Ism,
but Polkism, to be cursin a poor old cripple
who’s ready to tumble in his grave, jist be
cause he prays for Harry Clay and his
country in purty near every breath he
draws ; and specially as there aint a man
among us who has the heart to meet the
old fellow face to face, before the people
—but I must stop this and tell you some
thing about Georgia.
I’m afraid, dear President, its a case
with you there, for the way the Georgia
ladies are converting iheir Polk husbands,
and the way they’ve hit on the right plan
to do it, aint to be tell’d to any body but
you. Your old friend Peter Push-and-go,
is off and gone to the Whigs, soul and
body, and IT. tell you how it happened.—
He heer’d Judge Taylor make one of his
big speeches and tell the folks that the bomi
nable Whig Tariff of ’42 had laid a migh
ty big taxon the Shoes, Homespun, Sugar,
Salt, Iron, and every thing else the poor
farmers had to buy for their families—so
off he put for home and tell’d it all to his
wife, who’s a mighty hot Whig, thinking
he’d be sure to make a Polk man of her,
but she made a Clay man of him, though it
took her a week to do it, and I’ll tell you
how she done it.
When the old man got through his tale
about the Judge’s speech, why old man,
says she, don’t you know that turn-coats
are the very last men in creation you ought
to believe? Don’t you remember what
thumping big no-such-a-things Colquitt tell
ed on Harrison in 1840 ? Now jist hold on
awhile and I’ll prove the Judge as big a
twister as ever Colquitt was; so off she
PUBLISHED EVERY THURSDAY MORNING.
put for the big chest, and fetched out his
accounts in 1841 and 1842, before the
Whig Tariff was laid, and proved that the
old inan had given bigger prices for his
Shoes, Homespun, Sugar, Salt, Iron, aye
and his Sunday.go-to-Meetings then, than
he gave tother day.
Well dear President, the old man look’t
over his accounts again and again, and be
gun to feel purty tolerable cheap ; but after
a while, says he, old woman, I tell you its
the truth about the Whigs taxing all these
things, for I seed it in a Whig paper.
Why bless your soul, old man, says she,
its British shoes and British goods the
Whigs have taxed, and not American shoes
and goods; its your Democrats like McDuf
fie, that talk about taxing American shoes
and American goods, and if ever the South
goes in for that sort of a Tariff, that’s the
time we’ll have to pay a shoe tax and a
cloth lax too; now do pray old mail quit
your party, for it does hurt my feelings to
see yon sticking to folks who’re eternally
cursing the Whigs for taxing British shoes
and British goods. 1 don’t sa) they I .vc
old England BETTER than they love their
own country, but if they don’t love the
manufactures of the old Dame a LITTLE)
BETTER than they love the manufactures
of their own country, old Moll can’t tell
the truth. Ought’nt we to —
Now old woman hush ! and don't let me
hear you talk in that style.
Now old man how can you tell me to
hush, when I'm talkin for my country ?
Ought’nt we to love the Yankees better
than the British ? Aint they our own dear
countrymen ? And don’t they sell us goods
cheaper than the British ever did, when we
had no manufactures of our own? Anil
aint they been paying ten dollars for the
support of the Government for every one
dollar we South people have paid ever
since the old Revolution war ? Now that’s
the way to tell it, old man ; and them’s the
noble fellows your groat man Seaborn
Jones wants to swap for Texas and give 20
millions to boot; I tell you old man when,
ever the Yankees are struck off from these
Nited States, that’s the time we poor South
folks will see sights about paying Taxes to
pay Texas debts and support Mr. John C.
Calhoun’s South Republic. Now old man
you (now this is the truth, and,
Now old woman, hush ! I tell you, and
don’t let me hear such gab out of your
mouth.
Well old man I will hush, if your party
will hush cursing the Whigs, for if it aint
the truth that they’re eternally cursin the
Whigs for taxing British shoes and British
goods, and never curse the British the first
time for taxing American shoes and Amer
ican goods, if this aint the truth, there’s no
truth in the Bible—and then to think—
Well now old woman hush ! I tell you,
or you’d better.
Well now old man, I will hush as I tell‘d
you before if you’ll make your party quit
cursin the Whigs, for you know I’m a
Whig myself, and my Pappee was a Whig
and fout the British like a Tiger, and my
Mammee was a Whig, and I suck’t Whig
milk, and I tell you when I hear the Whigs
curst, it makes a don't know howishness
come all over me ; for I’ve heer’-.I tnv Pap
pec and Mammee tell how the rascally
British treated the poor Americans in the
old Revolutionary war, and how they paid
Injins British Gold Guineas for every Whig
scalp they’d bring ’em, and how they got
the Tories to burn down the poor Whig wo
men’s houses over their heads, and how
they burnt up their beds, and clothes and
turned ’em all out of house and home with
their little baby’s to freeze and starve to
death ; and then to think that my own
dear old man should stand up tor the man
ufactures of the British, instead of standing
up for the manufactures of their own coun
try, it makes me feel—
I tell you old woman hush ! and don’t
let me hear another word out of your mouth
about that.
Well old man, jist let me git through
talking and I will hush till you begin
again. Did’nt the Yankees fight the big
gest battles forliberty that was fout through
the whole Revolution war ? That they
did, atid but for them this country would
have been King George’s or Queen Victo
ria’s one or tother, and I don’t care which,
for I hate the name of King and Queen
just about as bad as I hate the name of
British ; and to think that my own coun
trymen want to give the Red Coats “ Free
Trade” and starve out the Yankees, jist be
cause they’ve made our country indepen
dent of the manufactures of the British,
and sell goods cheaper than they ever did,
and jist as cheap as we ought to want ’em,
and God knows thats all the harm the Yan
kees ever did the South. And then to think
that—
I tell you old woman, you’ve got to hush.
Just wait a little, Honey, and 1 will hush,
for I natrally love the Yankees, both men
and women ; the men for fighting so hard
for the liberty of these Nited States, and
the women for selling their gold watches,
and rings and breast-pins, and ear-bobs, to
git money to buy shoes and breeches for
the poor soldiers when they heer’d that they
were fighting the British without money,
shoes and breeches; and because the ten
der hearted things cried themselves, when
they heer’d that the poor fellows did’nt
ALL have shoes and breeches ;• and be
cause when they heer’d that the poor sol
diers were crying too because they had no
more bullets to kill the British, them bless,
ed Yankee women just gathered up all
their old puter spoons and plates and dish
es, and run ’em up into bullets and sent
’em to the soldiers to slay the Red Coats;
now the way I do love the Yankee women
in my heart, none hut the good one above
knows; why bless your soul old man, I
can’t be any thing hut a VV’hig, for I’m a
woman, and 1 never heer’d tell of British
loving, Tory women in all the Revolution
I war; and to think that my own dear pre.
! cious old man should go in for that no soul
: ed Tory of a man for President, who had’nt
the heart to vote fora Pension for the bless
jed old Revolutioners; I tell you when—
I tell you old woman, shot your mouth,
i for its all a Whig lie about Polk voting
| against the Revolutioners.
I tell you old man, its all a Whig truth,
and—
I tell you old woman, its all a Whig lie, J
for our Democrat papers say so.
Your Democrat papers say so—and I
suppose, old man, they never tell any thing |
but truth, and ilid’ut tell a single lie on the j
great and good Harrison, did’nt they ? I
Oh! they’re a mighty truth telling set of|
fellows aint they ? but old man if you’ll !
jist saddle up the ponies and go with me to
Columbus where we can git a peep at the j
Congress Journals, I’ll show you its a j
Whig truth every word of it; for the Whig j
papers tell you where Polk’s votes are !
printed, chapter and page in the book ; but j
do your Democrat papers tell you the chap. :
ter and page in the hook where Polk did
vote for the Revolutioners ? that’s the way
to come it—jist bring ’em up to that spot,
and if you don't see ’em look as cheap as
your great man Polk did when Wise shook
his fist in his face and called him a coward
and every thing else but a gentleman, then
I’ll hush ; and just such a cowardly man
as that you want to make Commander-in-
Cliief of the Army and Navy of these Ni
ted States ; why old man, woman as I am, j
I could slip on a pair of your indispensa- 1
hies and your round jacket and run sieli a j
cowardly man out of the White House with ‘
a sausage stuck upon a corn stalk ; anti I
then—
I tell you old woman, you’ve got to bush, i
for its all a Whig lie I tell Non.
1 tell you old man, its all a Whig truth, >
and more than that, the poor no souled mor- i
tal voted against giving poor helpless wo
men and children some Congress wood to j
keep the poor things from freezing to death, i
when the rivers were all freezed up, and j
wood could’nt he had, and Congress had 40 ,
cords more than they could burn ; and i
that’s your poor man’s friend is he ? God i
save the poor, I say, when they can find no j
better friend to be Priesident of these Ni- ;
ted States ; and—
Hush ! I tell you old woman, for our j
Democrat papers say ’twas against the j
Constitution for Congress to give away the !
Congress Wood.
Did ever any mortal being hear the like |
of that ? and you believe ’em do you old j
man ? now it does make me feel every how :
but right to see you listening to sich trash.
Did’nt Polk vote to give away Congress mo
ney to Mr. Van Buren to pay for his gold
spoons and sass pans? And did’nt Polk
take Congress money to buy gold fringe
and gold lace for ins Speaker’s Chair ? :
Now old man can you believe that our j
blessed old Revolution fathers who made |
the Constitution were so hard hearted as to j
make it unconstitutional for Congress to give j
away Congress wood to poor widows and j
olfins, and Constitutional for Congress to i
give away Congress money for gold spoons j
and sass pans lor Mr. Van Buren, and gold j
fringe gold lace for a $250 chair for Jim- j
my Polk of Tennessee to set in, when other
Speakers who had ten times his lump of
brains could afford to set in a $25 chair ?
Did you ever—
Shet your mouth, old woman, for I tell
you its the truth, for though Polk said
’twas against the Constitution ho gave ’em
$8 out of his own pocket to buy wood.
All that old man ! what a noble gener- ;
ousgift! and do your Democrat papers tell :
you the chapter and page in the book j
where that great deed is printed ? Do they j
tell you how the Whig Congiessmen
shamed him about his unconstituiional no
tions, and tell him that the Constitution said
not one word more against giving the poor
Congress wood, then it did against Jimmy
Polk’s taking Congress money to bespangle
his Speaker’s chair? Do they tell you
this ? 1 tell you old man—
I tell you old woman, shet your mouth
this minute, and not another word out of
it, or we’ll quit eating together; for your
tongue’s so long you pop out five words to
my one, and when you begin you never
know when to quit.
Well old man if you won’t let ine tell
you all about Polk, and say a word for our
country’s great and good Harry Clay who’s
saved the Union twice, and stood up for his
country ever since he was a boy, it must be
so ; hut I don’t think you ought to grumble
about my tongue being a little longer than
yours, for you know the good book says
“ Woman’s the weaker vessel,” and she
ought to have a little more tongue than
man any how, for its all the poor thing can
do for her country is to talk a bit for it; be
sides, old man, I did’nt make my tongue,
and you know the poet says:
“Nature to answer all her ends
In making inan the strongest;
In justice, then, to make amends,
Made woman’s tongue the longest.”
So I’ll do as you say, old man, I’ll fix a
table for you and one (or me—you’ll eat
in that corner ; and I’ll eat in this
Yes, and F tell you old woman, if you
don’t quit singing whig songs—
j Hush! hush! hush ! old man ;do pray
dotr’t tell me to quit singing Whig songs.
n. J. K APPEL., Printer.
j for my blessed old pappee and mamme
1 used to sing ’em all the time, and all the
| old Revolution soldiers used to sing ’em af
ter the war, and every body used to sing
’em in old times, hut them folks who loved
! the British belter than they loved tlie \ an-
I kees, and they hated whig songs, jist about
as the Democrats hate Whig songs now ;
i so do pray old man don’t tell me to quit
! singing whig songs, for the way I've seen
my pappee and the old Revolutiuneers meet
i together in one another’s houses and sing,
“The British yoke, the Gallic chain,
Was hurl’d upon our necks in vain ;
All haughty tyrants we disdain !
And shout long live America !
I 1 tell you old man, the way I’ve heer’d
I ’em sing that good old Whig song with the
j big tears dropping out of their eyes, would
j do your very heart good to think of, if you
I want a Democrat, for you know the Demo
■ crats cant sing, “ And shout long live Amer
i ica,” unless Texas he slipt in, and you
j can’t slip Texas in that good old Whig
| song no way you can fiv it, without spoil
ing it bodatiously ; and then—
-1 tell you old woman shut your mouth!
| and if you don’t quit singing your Whig
j songs, from this day forth we’ll take sepa
i rate rooms.
Lass a day ! old man, I hate to hear you
) say that mighty had. for we’ve eat togeth
er anti roomed together all ottr married
days in mighty good humor, and 1 hate for
us to take separate rooms now, because its
so much like the British ; for they tell me
them British manufacture Nabobs you De
mocrats go in so strong for, don't occupy
the same rooms their wives do, nor ride in
the same coaches; but if you will have it
so old man, here’s at you, for if I had to
quit singing.
“Hurrah! hurrah! the country’s risin,
For Harry Clay and Frelinghuysen,”
to that same good old British King Killer
tune my papee learnt tne when 1 was a
child, I’d die mighty soon, and as I don't
want to die before Clay’s elected, you’ll
take that Room old man, and I'll take this,
and when I hear you sing out “ Hurrah
for Clay and Frelinghuysen,” I’ll open
the door for you.
Well then it will stay shet till doom’s
i day, and that it shall.
Mighty well, old man, so good night.
Well, dear President, the old man stood
l it about a week, and says he to himself, the
j old woman may he right after all. for I
! know the locos did tell thumpers on Harri
j son in 1840, and it may be ait thumpers
\ they tell on Clay now ; for I well rernern-
I her after Harrison was dead, they took
j hack their bad words about him and said he
i was a mighty good old man ; so I’ll go to
j the Times Office in Columbus and see if
, they can show the chapter and page in the
: book where Polk did vote for the Revolu
! tioneers for if he voted for ’em, his vote is
there, and if he did’nt vote for ’em, he
ought to he shipped to the British instead
of being made President ; and so off lie
put for Columbus, but all the Times folks
could tell him was, “its all a Whig lie,”
and when he axt for the Congress Journals,
they toll’d him the Democrats had nothing
: to do witii Congress Journals to prove Polk’s
j great and good deeds, for all they had
I to do was to abuse Clay and give the lie to
j every tiling the Whigs said against Polk.
| So off he put for home, and that night about
! mid-night his wife woke and heer’d him
i groaning and sighing mighty hard, and was
jist about to ax him if he vvas’nt sir!:, when
she heer’d him begin to talk to himself
saying, well I do believe the old woman’s
right after all ; for I know the Democrats
would be mighty glad to |irove the Whigs
liars and slanderers if they could, and
’twould be mighty easy for ’em to do it, if
they have tell’d lies on Polk’s votes in Con
gress, for his votes must be in the Journals,
and yet they won’t show ’em ; the old wo
man must be right, and here am 1 believing
what every body tells me but my wife, and
1 do believe site’s got more solid sense than
half the Democrat orators in the Nation,
for I know she could wind up our great
man Seaborn Jones, or our big turn coal
Judge either ; and then to think what a
good kind-hearted wife she’s been to me—
bless her old soul, I’ll go and ax her par
don, that I will—so up he got-, and, and the
first thing the old woman Iteer’d was Rap,
Rap, Rap, at the door, and presently, Rap,
Rap, Rap, Rap, agaip—who’s there ? says
she, “ Hurrah for Clay and Frelinghuy
seu,” says he—why old man bless your
old soul is that you ? Well it is, open the
door old woman—come in, come in old man,
the string of the latch is out side, and if 1
don’t have an ash pole raised right at the
gate in the morning, there’s no truth in old
Moll; and if I don’t help you do it old wo
man there’s no truth in old Pete—and dear
President, the way they do go it for the old
COON 1 hale to tell you, but I’ll tell you
this, if the Alabamy wives should happen
to take old Moll’s plan to convert their Polk
husbands, the Whigs will carry Alabamy
in spite of all we oan do for you. No more
at present as my paper’s all gone.
Your old friend, TIM TICKLER.
Notaßene. —If old Hickory has given
Young Hickory any of that “ better cur
rency” he promised to give all we poor far
mers when he broke the Nited States Bank,
I’ll be mighty much obliged to you to send
me a bill or two to buy some more paper to
write you some more letters ; for good cur
rency is mighty scarce in these parts I tell
you, and the owdacious Whigs say we 11
never see another scrap of it till Clay’s e
lected President and gives us another Nited
States Bank ; and I tell you dear Presi
dent. lots aDd cords of folks in these parts
believe it. I 1 - T.
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