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CARRIER'S ADDRESS.
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He stretches every point of lawBeyond a lawyer's knowing;By George! he does things up so Brown,A white man has no showing.He sets his little head one side,And after sage reflection,Declares that all this blood has flowedStraight from our last election.
It was a legal battle then,All fair, and square, and quiet;But now, our Governor asserts,It hatched out all this riot.Though he is fond of using gasWith slight consideration,This time his Hall was much too darkFor clear elucidation.
The end perhaps is not just yet,But we are firm to meet it;And if one lesson fails to teachThe truth, we can repeat it.We have an Arm-strong to defendThe Wright, with just endeavor;