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Mount Ida Chronicle, Volume II, Issue 132, 8 September 1871, Page 3

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THE TWO KINGS WHO RULE AMEUICA. I niyt a Yankee hi a car; His hair was straight and sandy; He handed me a mild cigar, And eke a nip of brandy. His nasal twang sullieed for me To know his nationality. He whistled, too, Hi? " Yankee doodle, Yankee doodle dandy." His bright and piercing eye was grey ; His face -was thin and sallow; Around his mouth did humor play ; His mind hail not lain fallow. Though young, he'd travelled here and there. I to had a " calculating " air ; He'd grown " tobac ;" Had manufactured clocks, and dealt in tallow. He'd came to Europe just to look Aro:md in search of pleasure ; He said he'd " made a pile ;" I took That to me .in low of treasur?. " I kinder thought to have a spree In Paris, Britisher," said he ; " Dollars to spar I had, but lhar They've dolours past all measure." Of many a European State He spoke with scorn unbounded, Or with contempt—as grown effete — In sentences well rounded. "About our cuss, the nigger, 3 r ou," He said, " once made a great adu ; But * slaves ' are they Who groan and pay And glorify a crowned head. " The while your artisans air slaves, Escaping just starvation, What pamper'd and plethoric knaves Are preying on the uation !

They're useless ogres, these/' he said, '* Who grind your bonus to make your bread. You love your pains, Ami hug your chains In blind infatuation." Our institutions he assail'd, And I retaliated ; Against all monarchies he rail'd, Scolded and fulminated j And then declared, with serious phiz, "Through question of the lisheries, And Alabama claims, you'll rather be annihilated." I felt anigh elated then, As he—sharp as a cutler—'Gan boasting of his countrymen, Of Grant and General Butler ; And how Britannia's time was nigh To eat the leek and humble pie ; IL-r barque should be Whipped from the sea. Columbia would scuttle her. 44 When that old varmin that you call Your pesky British lion, Has been chawed up—claws, mane and all' When Europe's every s;iin Hi i hapless lot has rushed to flin" Beneath our -axle's sheltering wing, Time still shall see Tint, glorious creature go ahead and hie on." Quoth I—" My trans-Atlantic friend, We've no ill-wilt to smooher; Whilst time and intercourse must tend To make each more a brother. And ;, u.i m,y chocs i a king, you know." Said he—." i guess ive've tew !" "How ko?" "Tiio-i"—inhisxua—- " Jo-king is one, And Smo-kino is the other. One's standard is a good broad grin, With scintillating glances ; The other's of blue vapor thin, V» itli fragrance that entrance*. Each can enrich the social hour, And cancel Care's coroding power ; And banish strife, And give Jong life Long life that Joy enhances. "Their air tew kings into the WestTew kings, both great and high ; And they've decide-a xt is best In goodly deed* lo vie. Thus Smoking tan line iwt provoke; And Jo-kinu \ ieiM, new ze&t to smoke. Tew Yankee doodle kings are you : Success to each ! say I."