Col. Clarke--a la Captian Jinks

Col.Clarke –a la Captain Jinks.

I’m Colonel Clarke of the State melish,
And I strut like Saul the son of kish,
I feel quite proud of my high posish,
As Colonel in Holden’s army.
I teach the niggers how to drill,
How to drill, I’ll teach them still,
I’ll teach the niggers how to drill,
As soldiers in Holden’s army.

Spoken.—Yes, my countrymen; For the third
time I gird on my sword at the call of my native
State. Feeble and sore broken, suffering daily
and often excruciatingly from wounds received
in two wars, I had hoped to spend the few re-
maining years of my life in the quiet of domestic
retirement; but Governor Holden has called and
I obey the summons, proud to feel that
I’m Colonel Clarke of the State melish,
And I strut like Saul the son of Kish,
As proud as sin of the high posish,
I hold in the Governor’s army.

I volunteered to Mexico,
Of course that was some years ago,
And gained some laurels then, you know,
As Captain in the army.

When I got on my epaulette,
My epaulette, a bran new sett,
When I got on my epaulette,
I thought I’d die for the army.

Spoken.—But my feelings then were nothing
to what they were when the Governor appointed
me in his State troops. As I said in my late cir-
cular. I entered upon this last campaign with.
earnest prayers to Almight God to direct me in
all my doings with his most gracious favor, and
further me with his continued help, in an honest
and energetic endeavor to restore peace and
tranquility law and order in North Carolina, not
forgetting that

I am Colonel Clarke of the State melish,
And strut like Saul the son of Kish,
Exalted to the high posish
Of a place in Holden’s army.

I next became a good Confed.
And longed to take Abe Lincoln’s head,
As “our beloved”did,’tis said,
As I fought in the secesh army.
The stars and bars at last “played out”,
My coat I then turned inside out,
The stars and bars they soon played out,
And I came home from the army.

Spoken.— Yes, I turned my coat, (not the spike
tail I wore in the late campaign,) inside out—
had to do it, or not get an office under the Radi-
cal administration. But the Governor, God bless
him, in the great difficulty forced upon him to get
somebody to command his negro State Troops,
remembered me, and, as I said in my circular,
the civil arm was paralyzed and a reign of ter-
ror inaugurated in our midst, and therefore, no
course was left me but to raise a military force,
and march at its head to Raleigh, as

Colonel Clarke of the State melish,
As proud as Saul the son of Kish,
Exalted to the high posish
Of Colonel in Ho den’s army.

But now I’m done with warlike sport,
No doubt you’ve heard the late report,
I’m judge of the Superior Court,
For my service in the army.
My honors come so fast and thick.
So fast and thick, I hope they’ll stick,
My honors come so fast and thick,
For service in Holden’s army.

Spoken.— Some thought I would decline—the
Judgeship and hold on to the Senatorial seat to
which I was elected while out on my last cam-
paign; but if any thought or hoped such a thing,
he must have been Greene. Such a military ca-
reer as mine is not chronicled in every genera-
tion, and there is no more fitting reward for such
glorious military exploits as I have performed,
especially in suppressing the great riot in Ral-
eigh on the day of election, than to clothe the
war worn and sore broken form of the veteran
here in the judicial ermin. But no wreath of
civic honor will ever extinguish the ecstacy that
glowed in my breast on that day, when for the
third time, I girded on the sword at the call of
my native State and felt that

I, was Colonel Clarke of the State melish,
As proud as Saul the son of Kish,
And gloried in the grand posish
Of Colonel in Holden’s army.

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