Union. A word despised by all Oppressors.
Verdict. A word lately known as a Terror to the Blues, but the Glory of others.
T. There’s a good boy, now read me the Fable of the Mountain and the Mouse.
P. (Reading.) There was a Bill which made a great noise in a certain country for many years, and they said it was in Labour, and the People looked with hopes for a Production of great Benefits, and great was their joy at the thoughts, when after many months pain and anxiety, it produced a Mouse.
T. I hope my children, this will be a warning to you, never build your hopes on the promises of those who are reaping the harvest of your labour, for they will take away your Substance, and leave you the Shadow to feed upon.
You trusted to Whigs, and the Tories turn’d out,
Now which of the two is the best there’s a doubt;
For the Tories and Whigs are all birds of a feather,
May the D——l come soon and take both together.
J. MORTON.