*.t •«*. a\ /. $i / v. ;w. f '"N *•35233^ D y%. £_ofck__ oe EDADDLE t n *5KJi i j;i y^-ss" You Yanks, 1 gueH.s, have Heard eve thitc Of Roddy Sneed toe Great.: •' Of How He wrote and Hang about This good old Cotton State. Of liow < \ i Is Yanks will soon be here, Poor Roddy oft was heard to say ; "And I must go to packing up, cr ».» ' awav." *.• »« RODDY SNEED "All, me A though ; , > What shall I do,, Oh J fiw^o Y • ' ' U1' 1 / 1 n\'s, to the roads are cut ! . ; i i \ ' To one so war in such a t>> ,i a . "OC here'* a fix--.; |)rteU . lix xo place a ; i I'll ne'er be able rr^ i > >'■ 1. »-vA» J o get awav mv x ;; such ay indeed © / Uli,"cruel Yanks, t You're wicked la X To jeopardize the c, XX thus, And cut ok Jam- j> ^nced \ V'mcurcokl Beam v wil] not ' Lut 'i'1"' : u;Hl C etermine. I'o wisely give the <: To (l.-ncrai Billy :;lK.;.;!lan, And now it seems tb e llatlt Jeem» st something d . * , t. His precious lime w g U'Q short; I he .Lie would soo So ott'he went, and milly bel(tj Our nero was mac, ^ 1 is best To make old Hardee To save gm lv Sneed ! . The General knew n, j t tQ {lo The ease was Arid as he had to sa^ Hc could not help poor SneedJ "This is too bad—it unites me sad To think how I an treated ; What shall I da? W dm-" shall Lgn ?" . • R o o r R o d d v o ft r e |. e a. I e d. i « 0!i ! what a fate 1 an i no mistake, For a Custom lion, ? Collector ; To think that he had "> ulfed Hardee, And thought him 1j is jirotcctcr. "T ne'er will pause, h u toMcLaws, This instant I will <. ;o I've wrote him up—he knows U too And he'll not treat aie so. s .And so, indeed, afrm .ning speed, To find AIcLaws he unrted ; But learned no' in ore 1 sow he'd get off. Than wheip from ho uc he started. Now wliat to do in stu h a stew, Poor Roddy sat and pondered ; All chance was gone— rJI hope had fled ; How he'd jet 0-/K he fondered, e_/ ' "Now here. I'm left, ai J all bereft, In trouble deep I'm vuck ; No friend to lend a hel ving hand, ' v V / ' Naught left me save bad luck." And thus confused, po-v Roddy mused. troubled in his-m.ind, wondering who card go to next,- Sonic better luck to hid. 'When all at once a1 lav - nude dunce 'Tis true, as here rck-.ed— Came in to tell great F/Tdy Sneed The town was most ■ mated. Ancl Roddy's friend beg;i;i to mend His spirits broke and blighted. And set him on a trail nice, Where sure he'd not C slighted. o lie sent him off to Bca'n-egard, - To find out his int.eiui n? To learn the route that -t would take "A plot of rare invert on." .. V ; V He told him there he'd better fare Than with McLaws and Hardee— For Bea.ury was "chief cook" of all. And would do much for Roddy. On Dillon's "boss" our printer boss Went off iiLJieaicli. of_Ih»Hrey as Roddy hadn't rode of late, Old Davy's nag got fury. "Ye Gods ! be thanked—J have him There's Beaury in the distance? Bull up, old boss !—His life or death I much need your assistance," v.e< i •>. . And now indeed at lightning b Our hero dashes onward ! The people stand amazed, and look, To see old Beaun- cornerd. J > i i I-. To Beaury meet, he turhs the street And comes up face to face! Arid fall's aboard the Rebel chiei, For leave to ''change his base." . 4 "I've spoke you well, but need'nt tell. What all I've done for you— I wish to slip old Sherman's grip, And hope you'll see me through.'' With face all pale, and woeful tale, Jeems Roddy told his story, And Beaury promised to lend a hand, Ami snow him "The road to glory," > - i . 1 J That very night he'd end the fight Great men had oft "retreated"— He'd but to march the Robs across The pontoon was completed ! He told the shoddy, great James Iloddy, He'd been promised troops from Lee-- But as they'd failed to come to time" ! must liee. ^ > 4 . I I Now get you gone, and dont be Ion But meet me on the Bay A steamer there you'll find, dear To bear us far awav Off Roddy went, with full intent. To pack up public plunder 0\ , ) ! i i ; i get 1 « i But what to do with private goods, Was now poor Roddy's wonder. , With private stuff, down to the bluff Poor Roddy jogged his way— His dwelling goods all nicely paeked- The customs bound to stag ! ■ With cautious step duLRodd) Aboard old Beaury's steamer So soon to bear him from the town. And rid us of this schemer. In quite a gale the boat set sail, Now bound for Screven's Ferry, Willi Roddy and his "folks" aboard. A party gay and merry. Ironi what I learn, he'll ne'er return Let's hope such is the For we can do without old Jeems case ; i I } I l Right glad he's "changed his base. But little time I've left for rhyme. And here must end my story, And cease my song, that's now full loner- Leave Roddy in his glory. Before I close I'd sav to those l/ Who were old Roddy's readers lhat JOHN E, IIAYES, in future dai s. Will write you abler "leaders , r. : '* ' • f . i i \.t * it- m i 4 rf sw r~ $ 1 *?* \jyr.~jvuitgs »y ~ -O+'Sc'K*^ , t S-'rt