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Hurrah, hurrah, from hill and valley,—-Hurrah from prairie wild and free !
Around onr glorious Chieftian rally, For Kanzas and for Liberty !
Let him who first her wilds exploring, Her virgin beauty gave to fame, Now save her from the curse and shame
Which Slavery o'er her soil is pouring. Our Standard Bearer, then, The brave Pathfinder be !
Free Speech, Free Press, Free Soil, Free Men> Fre-mont and Victory ! |
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From the Providence Journal.
FREMONT IS THE NAME,
Air—" Bob and Joan.'7 Alas ! for poor old Buck,
He has no chance of winning, Every day's bad luck
Is worse than the beginning. He's lost the power of speech, Yet still a wondrous wizzard, He's swallowed up himself His backbone and his gizzard. Fremont is the name
Shall shine in song and storyj We choose him for our chief To lead us on to glory.
The southron's plighted faith,
The doughface pledges given, Arc records of that place
The opposite of heaven. The political sin
Of Pierce, and Brooks, and Shannon, Just like a glass of gin,
Are swallowed by Buchanan. Fremont is the name, &c.
No prose of Rufus Choate,
Nor Democratic stanzas, No parapraphs rub out
The history of Kanzas. The people know their men,
And choose their own true leader, |
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