South Carolina Gentleman


South Carolina Gentleman.

Down in a small Palmetto State the curious ones may find.,
A ripping tearing gentleman of an uncommon kind,
A staggering swaggering sort or chap who takes his whiskey straight,
And frequently condems his eyes to that ultimate vengeance which a
clergyman of high standing has assured must be a sinners fate.
This South Carolina gentleman one of the present time.

You trace his genealogy and not far back you’ll see,
A most undoubted octoroon or mayhap a mustee,
And if you note the shaggy locks that cluster on his brow,
You’ll find that every other hair is varied with a kink that seldom
denotes pure Caneasian blood but on the contrary betrays an
admixture with a race not particularly popular now.
This South Carolina gentleman one of the present time.

He always wears a full-dress coat pre-Adamite in cut
With waist coat of the loudest style through which his ruffles jut,
Six breast pins deck his horrid front and on his fingers shine,
Whole invoices of diamond rings which would hardly pass muster with
the Original Jacobs in Chatham street for jewels gen-u-ine.
This South Carolina gentleman one of the present time.

He chews tobacco by the pound and spits upon the floor,
If there is not a box of sand behind the nearest door,
And when he takes his weekly spree he clears a mighty track,
Of every thing that bears the shape of whiskey skin gin and sugar brandy
sour, peach and honey, irrepressible cock fall rum, and gum;
and luscious apple jack.
This South Carolina gentleman one of the present time.

He takes to enchre kindly too and plays an awful hand,
Especially when those he tricks his style don’t understand,
And if he wins why then he stoops to pocket all the stakes,
But if he loses then he says to the unfortunate stranger who had chanced
to win “Its my opinion that you are a carsed abolitionist and if
you don’t leave South Carolina in one hour you will be hung like
a dog.” Bat no offer to pay his loss he makes.
This South Carolina gentleman one of the present time.

Of course he’s all the time in debt to those who credit gives,
Yet manages upon the best the market yields to live,
But if a Northern creditor asks him his bill to heed.
This honorable gentleman instantly draws two bowie knives and a
pistol dons a blue cockade, and declares that in consequence
of the repeated aggressions of the North and its gross violations
of the Constitution he feels that it would utterly degrade him
to pay any debt whatever, and that in fact he has at last
determined to SECEDE.
This South Carolina gentleman, one of the present time.

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