Like ALADIN'S lamp, you can
By merely givin' a rub,
Bring around most any man,
By fillin' him up with grub.
But, most noble cuss of the Realm, I must lay aside my goose quil, and
go and do the family chores. But afore I close this letter let me speak
a word for your noble prisoner, L. NAPOLEON, Esq.
Deal gently with him.
Altho' he plade the wrong card when he pitched into you, recollect the
old maxum:
"Never bute a feller when he is down."
France is better, in a good many respects, for things LEWIS done for
'em.
But he has gone to the shades, and SHAKSPEER aptly says:
"The evil which men do,
Lives a darn site longer than
The evil they don't do."
Which sentiment shode that old SHAKE was a hulsail dealer in human
nater.
Hopin' that in the days of your prosperity, you wont forgit your poor
relations, sich as _mothers-in-law_ and the like, and when they come to
visit you, you wont say:
"Nix cum arous,"
I will dry up.
Ewers anon,
HIRAM GREEN, Esq.,
_Lait Gustise of the Peece_
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