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These gallant men stood all aghast, They could not find a splinter.
In times like these, when truth is dead And virtue written non est,'T is said the very best of men Have AMES to be dishonest.The bondless Sheriff did resign, But vowed to take it back soon;Indeed he went on special train That very night to Jackson.
The Governor arose at once, Waived all examinationOf facts, and hurled in hottest haste His lying proclamation.It fell, like burning brand on hay, "Among the county niggers,Whose passions are as quick to fire As guns with easy triggers.
Their Sheriff, too, had called, and they Rushed to the city's border,Equipped with all the weapons known, Except with law and order.
