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C Stands for Cotton Its beautiful bolls,

And bales of rich value, the Master controls.

Of "mud-sills" he prates, and would haughtily bring

The world to acknowledge that "Cotton is King."

But "Democrat Coal" and "Republican Corn,"

The locks of the monarch have latterly shorn;

And Slaveocrats, living by clamorous fraud,

By Freemen shall yet into learning be awed,

That the sceptre is not in position nor gift,

But only in honest, industrial thrift.

"What is the difficulty, and what the remedy? Not in the election of Republican Presidents. No. Not in the non-execution of the Fugitive bill. No. But it lies back of all these. It is found in the Atheistic Red Republican doctrine of the Declaration of Independence. Until that is trampled under feet, there can be no peace."—Dr. Smyth, a Rebel leader in South Carolina. "Mud-sills" and "poor white trash" seem not to his liking; but what if they should trample him under feet?

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D Stands for Driver, His duty, I hear,

Is mostly described as the Slave-Overseer.

O tell me, I pray you, if any one can,

If planters acknowledge the brute as a man!

With whip and with pistols, the vagabond wields

The law of the Master in hovels and fields,

But scarcely removed, in a social degree,

Above the rude gang that he governs is he,

And, like the Slave Trader, his service is prized

As treason is loved, and the traitor despised!

Some persons sneer at any distinction between hirelings of a month or year and hirelings for life—the latter being their definition of Southern Slavery! A taste of the wormwood and the gall might bring them to exclaim with Sterne: "Disguise thyself as thou wilt, still Slavery, still thou art a bitter draught; and though thousands in all ages have been made to drink of thee, thou art no less bitter on that account." Suppose the chalice were commended to the lips of Slaveholders?

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E Stands for Eagle, In Liberty springs

The strength of his beak and the pride of his wings.

Though vultures still cloud the political sky,

And "carrion, more carrion!" incessantly cry,

Shall Slave-craft prevail, and the moralist nod

O'er evils reserved in the judgment of God?

—The Eagle has come to the rescue of right,

And all institutions of fraudulent might,

Shall perish and cease from the bountiful clime,

Long cursed by the stench of a