Blessed be Moses! We looked at the nigger, and said, Ha, ha! the last state uv that chattle is wuss nor the fust; for before, we hed his labor while he wuz strong and healthy, but hed to take care on him when he wuz sick and old; and now we kin git his labor without the care. Blessed be Moses! The Ablishnists cast out one devil, and garnished the room; but there wuz seven devils more stronger and hungrier, which rushed in and pre-empted the premises. Blessed be Moses! But our song uv joy wuz turned into a wale uv anguish. Moses sought to hist the serpent, but the serpent histed him. He's on a pole, and the bitin North wind is a blowin onto him. He can't get up any higher, because his pole ain't any longer; and he cant't get down, because he ain't no place to light onto. He vetoed the bills, and Congress hez vetoed him; the civil rights bill they passed in a uncivil manner. Now, bein the nigger hez rights, he is our ekal. Our ekil is the nigger now, and onless the skool house is burned, and the spellin books destroyed, he will soon be our superior. We wuz willin to give him the right uv bein sued; but, alas! he kin sue. He kin be a witness agin us, and he kin set his face agin ourn. Our wise men may make laws to keep him in his normal speer, but uv wat avail is they? We kin buy and sell him no more, neither he nor his children. The men will cleave unto their wives, and the wives unto their husbands, and our hand is powerlis to separate em. Their children kin we no more put up at auction, and sell to the highest bidder, we pocketing joyfully the price thereof. They hev become sassy and impudent, and say, "Go to; are we not men?" I bade one git orf the sidewalk, and he bade me be damned. I chucked a nearly white one under the chin, and smiled onto her, and she squawked; and her husband, hearin the squawk thereof, came up and bustid my head, even as a white man wood hev dun. I chastised wun who gave me lip; and he sood me, a Caucashun, for assault and battery, and got a judgment! Wale! for Moses put out his hand to save us these indignities, but his hand wuz too weak. We killed Linkin in vain. Our Moses is playin Jaxon. He fancieth he resembleth him, becoz his inishals is the same. He resembleth Jaxon muchly--in that Jaxon hed a policy wich he cood carry out, while our Moses hez a policy wich he can't carry out. And ez he can't carry out his policy, the people are carryin it out for him. Wich they do, a holdin it at arm's length, and holdin their noses. Moses is a cake half baked; he is hot on one side, and cold on tother. He darsn't let go uv Ablishnism, and is afeerd to come to us. He hez been takin epsom salts and epecac; and one is workin up, and the other is workin down. Where kin we look for comfort? Do we turn to the people? Connecticut answers, "'Ror for Hawley!" and Noo Hampshier goes Ablishun.