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Oil! 'IVinjMiru ! Oil! Woros!
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The lflooiliest piitortlmt you read of, in the
l»otik cXhit i'*.
Old luits.Nnohu'vft>, rants and snorts and
raros tlio-o titm***.
I’ve heard it said long time ago, that in the
rcg-aJfK),
:SliC raised t!.. wry devil then, and then she
whined him too.
‘She font and hied in many a field, and fit in
many a lane,
And wlmt was very si range indeed, her hoys
were never slain.
The'paying pension rolls, they say, though
sixty years huto past,
Shrrw that her men were neither kilt, nor
Itnve they died at last.
And s'trangcr yet than tfiis. the crowd that
never run away,
lias doubled on that very list, to what it
was that day.
She’s got six sisters like her too, that lives
tip in the East,
They Ray who’d rather go to fight, than
tend tho mayor’s feats,
Nor did they loose a drotted man, in nil the
bloody rows,
And since then gathered up right smart,
like dim Lane’s Kansas cow>\
We are told this fighting crowd has come,
to uncle Abrams town,
And swear they’ll whip our Southern boys,
and everything around.
Now! what will we do? our hoys arc there,
and must bo menstrua sheered,
To hear the bloody devils swear, they’ll
have their scalps and beards.
For God sake ! Mr. Editur, pleaso send ’em
word for inc,
And tell ’em that 1’vc heard it said, that if
they’ll klime a tree,
And take what little change they’ve got,
and scatter round the root,
They’ll gethorup the lad red cent, but nev
er tldnk to shoot.
1*11 swear the plan will win the fight, and
then our hoys can shout,
And say they whipped the tiger band, and
put the crowd to route.
I’ll toll you what- thoy’ro wonderous folks,
they’ve scared a many a man,
And made old wiminen smoke like tar, and
fried Vm in a ran..
They used to kill all old blade cats, and
x catch all witches too,
And tell an ’oinau used to fits, by looking in
her ulioc,
They skeeved our old folks once before, a
burning of blue lights,
And daddy Rays that that’s the time, they
had these mighty lights,
Besides ! they’re full of cunning tricks; they
can take.au old cow’s horn,
And malcn a real nutmeg sure, and also sugar
corn,
They can feed a hog on hickory grubs, and
turn him all to Lain,
hu e Chi-inti fttbulu "—what wealth ;
dot's tin’s fiction of Christ filing ns. |
Upon the view-ship of such efiris-
I[unity 1ms tins profligate broker ol
tho prestige of religion, issued his
diplomas of indulgences for tho
usages of iniquity and tlio ctnolu-
. incut of sordid lust, thus filling the
i mission of Ids destiny—a disgusting,
stenciling slough of moral filth.—
p j [low stupendous the depths of Ids
social debasement ! How sublimely
distinguished the policies ol his vil-
Idtiies. This man, whoso coward
heart quails at an honorable resent
ment, has diffused its ichorous can
celings of lust, hatred, revenge,
envy and savage fear into the mer
cenary dupes of Ids hellish priest-
draft, and now they come bannered
to their lawless raids, shouting the 1
ho/,annas of their chief—rape, arson,
carnage and assassination, and float-
Enperior Court. mg | 0 tho breeze bis savage insignia.
The term in course of our Supe-i m which every tliristiun land is re-
1>KPEN DENT SOUTH, |
INTTY ortflAN.
MTitiMtr mr.imn tins conn.
1601.
\ V. Wtim ir.i.h, Id our authorized
receive nul».wri|>lh>n-ittnd receipt for the
Tho Independent South for tho War.
For, the accommodation of all, wc oiler the
Independent Smith, during these exciting
time-* nt the following rates:
Three mouth* for Fifty cent* ; Six months
One Dollar. Always in Advance.
nor •^iiiirl, opened on Monday.
Judge Win. W. Holt, presiding.
The Bar presented a short roll.
Messrs. F. Miller, L. Roll, T. W.
Miller and J. T. Shcwinake, from
Augusta; and I'!. F. Lawson, of Sa
vannah; with Messrs. Win. Bennett,
A. M. Rogers, T. A. Ward and J. J.
Jon a', county residents.
Your humble servant was cordial
ly solicited to participate in tfioir
august deliberations, but like tfioir
honorable fraternity, wo bad for
warded all the good looking mem
bers of our establishment to Tybce
and Norfolk to bring an action of
ejectment against Jim Latio and
Trover for Undo Abo. In conside
ration of which, our lion. Grand
Inquest graciously tendered us the
privilege of declining the aboy^
aforesaid imposing honor; and in
farther consideration that we should
herein declare, that the said Hon-
orablo body comprised ns much gal
lantry and “good looks" ns any col
lection of widowers and bachelors
ever convened on such an occasion,
and further move, that wc should
here announce to tho disconsolate of
the fair sex, that the herein especi
ally named gentlemen, arc subject to
any orders of knight enmity. All
scented billots will be forwarded by
pages, envelopes with simple signets
of bine and arbor vita; may bo tran-
mitted bv post.
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Patibulnm ct Stntmam.
“A gibbet and a statue I consign
you ; touch Homo and die, thou in
fidel dog 1” Heaven fulfilled the
ctnatlama, and fourteen centuries
have recorded tho testamentary be
hest. Empires have risen and crum
bled, and earth lias rcuiodlod her
thousand noble and ignoble nation
alities, and yet there arises but one
lone aspirant of the apotheosis of
such infamy; Horace Greely—flic
And when yonv’o bought it, yon will swear, ilIcaTnaU(mo f al ] human depravity
it h wood, ana not a tslimn.
So you porccivc they arc hard to head, niul
terrible bennies,
And bonce I think we’d best beg o(Tand
Have our tender hides,
To keep our ca.sk and .stay at home, will
work Yin monstrus bad,
One half f think will take to fits, the other
half go mad.
Besides this kind of constant hnnt for eve
rybody’s nmnny,
They’ve had a looping now for years to call
our nigger lumny.
Tho gals are constant jineiu’ hands with the
blackest sort of darkies,
And at the Xorward, I am told they have no
other sparkies, *
Now what a bully' race they’ll make, the
Yankee mixed with nigger,
A double cunning mixed with fight, and
Lord, they’ll ho heap bigger,
And then they’ll sweep this land at last, (he
men will hook the munny,
The gals in time will come along, and each
will take a bunny',
iSo tell our hoys they’d best come home, and
give ’em what they’ve got,
For they are hound to have tlie last red cent
before they quit tho spot.
llow at Knoxville, Tenn.—
A passenger who came through this
morning liotn Knoxville, reports
that a collision took place there day
before yesterday, between tho Lin-
coinitoB and I’atrinis, in which one
of the former was killed and a seces
sionist wounded.
Old lirownlow escaped with diffi
culty and took to the woods,
Andy Johnson made an appoint
ment to speak at some place near
Knoxville, but the people told him
they would cut bis head off if ho at
tempted if. Brownlow’s head was
subject to the same penally. We
have not been able to learn any fur-
* her particulars of tho allalr,—f/cor-
gia U it hen, H )th inst,
Zlf An innlligeiit (rentiersmi, wl.u nr.
rirc-.t in tliiseity truju U ns]iiii(*tnn,snys t|,e
lllnimnind Dirj.n',},, ui'tiicMth, slates that
!.o heanl Utimln malic a syei ch ns Tin-day
)ii;rlil last,hi wlibdi lie .Ic-.-lar.-it tlmt the pres
ent war lines i ml In tits mityntrutlon or rx-
lerndnaliini -1 the Koiith.—Xn<. ,Yor.*
twenty years ago announced himself
tiie champion of tlmt cypress wreath,
which tho execrations of earth have
kept verdant around the niTTHQr^of
tho barbaric Hun. To-day, nf
chrislcndom is jubilant with the ac
claim of bis triumph. Purgatory
lias heralded the transit of bis pro
cession, and Hell lias brightened the
splendor of her regalia for the coro
nation of her first love. In all the
dire crusades which have mantled
the earth in man’s unholy passions,
no spirit fiend has arisen from the
seething cauldron that 1ms equaled
this man. Begotten in a name
(Greely alias Griley,) tho etymon of
which is tho rilling vampire of (he
human grave ; christened Horace,
sue reproche, the infanticide—thus
has lie been conformed by nature,
and dedicated by the itsngo of hu
man art, to the achievement of his
accursed destiny—the loftiest terrace
otvlinnnvn depravity mult moral tur
pitude.
From bis very cradle, be 1ms dis
tilled from bis poisonous heart, the
put resent exhalations cf n nature
tlmt |ms charred a dark lino in his
path through life, upon which tho j
slime of infamy will levcn its groan,
until tho history of this epoch censes
to be writtenedi
The marshalling in bis maternal
heraldry, is servility, flattery and
corruption, blazoned with envy and
sullen rancor. His paternal es
cutcheon is the hail of slaughter,
chnvroucd with pale, fear, hearing
tho nlmtemcnls of the family’s mod
ern achievements, the gallows—
threoof which support tho inscrip
tion of his patronym in nz.tiro of
petit larceny. This wonderful ge
nius, as the regent of tho Beecher
hierarchy, scorned tho covering of
„ ,, |even a “ respeoted liypocracy,
’ . | with an impious and do taut pro-
t lie .11 ti ns 11 nmimim-es Ini nimltcm-1 1 1
hie .l.'ti'.'imm.lioi) Ion lire from public life, l,mnll0D » l,IM luH S ht lllil l'»OKllly les
m rtie vxpfmtioB of lii.i pn-eiii term u f| the lleavcn-nnathmiiaed ehristlad'
coiling with slmmc, and every manly
virtue weeping tears of ignominy.
Yes! New York, the boasting cm—
poriunt of a Christian people, in the
ltttli century, fins sanctioned this
vile'profanation of civilization, and
thus her volunteer companies have
announced the status of her race,
and the tone of her moral grandeur,
with banners or “ Beauty and
Booty,” “ Arson and Dry Hones."
The Loves, the Graces and the
laughing hours with their sister-train
of Music and Poetry, have been
burled from their Lyceums and Par-
tbonous for tho saturnalia of their
savage heroes and bloody banquets.
The young rndienco of Hope, have
fled at the approach of tho Gorgon
form of ghastly Fear, and tho sooth-
song of Henson and Truth have been
strangled by the circlet of snakes
from a God-defying Atheism.
Wlmt potent lias worked this
monster transformation ? Wlmt
fiend has smitten the brightness of
our land with this Cimmerian dark
ness ? Bonstinglv, it is answered !
Horace Greely, of the New York
Tribune, a festering vermin who has
fattened on the putrid carcasses that
have been miigotcil by the treachery
of his friendship, the baseness of his
ingratitude, the perjury ofhis trusts
mid the nttrocily of his villanies.
“Oinonuter! mix'd of ineolcnco nnd four,
Tliou dog in forchond and in heart n dcur!
Sou rtf-* of thy ycoplc, treacherous and We !
Sent, In Jnvn'H wiger, on n davieh nice.”
Thy Ilirents of impious brutality
Inis unlocked every avenue to the
magazine of Southern passion, and
tlmnk God ! though tliou craven
felon, thou wilt never face thy foe.
yet we will be avenged upon you and
your name, through weal or woo.
You shall boast of the power of your
charms, and tho spirit in this land
which is pledging its millions and its
blood to you alone for your coming
tortures, will shout Amen. We pray
God you may not full by the hand
of tho assassin, and that nature may
lend you great endurance ns we
promise you the art to intensify.
“0 that tho clave may have forty thousand live*!
“ Onvuto
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