THE PEOPLE’S NOMINEE.

BY KARL KRITON.
Air—“Nelly Bly.”

Republicans! with peerless might,

Proudly lead the van!

Strike for freedom! strike for right!

“Old Abe’s” an honest man.

He, a noble President,

The ship of state shall guide;

While o’er a nation’s senators,

Hamlin shall preside.

Hi! Lincoln! ho! Lincoln!

An honest man for me;

I’ll sing for you—I’ll shout for you—

The People’s nominee.

Once we had a compromise,

A check to Slavery’s wrong;

Douglas crushed the golden prize,

To help himself along.

Then the North, and then the West,

Arose with giant power;

Pierce succumbed to the South’s behest,

But Douglas had to cower.

Hi! Douglas! sly Douglas!

A senator would be;

So he tried the “Squatter dodge,”

And went for Kansas free.

Democrats, (or “office rats,”)

Met to nominate;

“Fire-eaters” came, all aflame,

To sever State from State;

Their slave-code, (and Covode,)

Caused the “Softs” to quake;

The “Little Giant,” now defiant,

No slave-code would take.

Oh! alas! beef is scarce!

To the North they go:

See once more, at Baltimore,

Our united foe!

But the People met en masse,

In the boundless West;

Of Freedom’s sons a noble class!

Some loved Seward best;

Chase, McLean, and Bates, I ween,

Are worthy such a call;

“Old honest Abe’s” the People’s choice,

And we’ll roll on the ball.

Hi! Lincoln! ho! Lincoln!

President shall be;

One and all, roll on the ball,

For the People’s nominee.

No missile sent, with ill intent,

Across the Ohio River;

The South’s dark crime, in God’s own time,

She’ll wipe away forever.

Yet here we stand, proud Freedom’s band,

No compromise with wrong;

For truth and right we’ll bravely fight,

Be this our battle-song—

Hi! Lincoln! brave Lincoln!

President shall be;

We’ll one and all vote this Fall

For the People’s nominee.