u Peep at the Peninsula.
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After sweating and putting the whole Of jay,
| tpe bethought as, at last, as August drew nigh,
Like .Noah, or Stone sve'd be taking ride,
To see what good luck ourselves would betide;
And while others to Ballsion, or Quebec were bent
We took our departure for Sussex and Kent.
That om time of decamping should have some renown
ne fixed on the day Of The Hoo Law in town
And the very same morn when that law went in prce
| We packed up our bundle, and card for our horse
And before the High Constable issued his orders,
ne were out of the town and far from its borders
But our readers must not, for moment suppose,
ne expected yoke, or ring through the nose;
For whatever our neighbors, the Udtchmen may say,
To think as pig, is too late in the day.
AS onward we tfotted through dust ard through sun,
ne said to omSeUes, oir journeys begun,
But, for eight or ten miles of great Justification,
Finding nothing to note-ue INDUCED meditation.
jfe soon brought to mind the kindness of friends,
And sraightway determn'd to make 'em amends
At once soe resolved journal to keep,
Or write what zve call, pLsfSsuLA PEEP--
In which sve'd record, whatever saw,
Belonging to Church. to State, to Law
Our ride, the first day, MARY enough,
And therefore, readers must pardon the stuff
ne joggd along nicely, at four miles an hour,
Amazingly pleased with the force of horse pow'rl



by the columns Of dust kick'd up by oW horse:
Indeed, so completely enyelopcd were 4e,
Ne scarcely could breathe, scarcely could see
But by dint of exeron oe made out to spy
The place where the Demos assemble TO lie
Where they marshal their forces, and fashion their plans
To get zDhat zye hold-in their rascally hands
But while NC have press, friends may rely
A defeat Of all plans got up at RED LION.
Ne next passd st. Georges, that village, alas
Where Randails deep cut is intended to pass
But from what zye Observed very little doing,
And shrewdly suspect, that defeat is brewing.
Our readers must know, what soe always gave out,
That this was by means feasible route;
And that there reasons, sufficiently strong,
To think Randall bribed, and Wright in the wrong
But whether this matter is So or is not,
OF this zoe are sure, the canais gone to pott
And long will the villagers sigh for in vain,
What they foolishIy thought to be great gain
Increasing our speed, .ue pushed on ahead,
Most ardently wishing the dust could be laid.
AS fearful sue were, lest might be interr'd
In passing through SCRABBLE, noted BLAcEBInp
This place of renown, derives all its fame
From being infested by birds of that name
Now this is the fact, with regard to said town,
As assured when last 4ve were down;
And hope that readers viii not take it [" y,"
Nor suppose zvere i'll fun, hypocritic, or silly.
(By the bye, as proof that malice harbor,
word ryeve selected from Governor Barbour
And lest, in transplantng, zve happen to botch it,
We've mark'd it with commas, and also with crotchet.
AS evening advanced, in her solemn array,
We whipP'd up orr courser, and scamperd away,
And while were thinking of supper and bed
Thy domes, busy SMYRNA, spied just ahead.
There heard for the frs Of those internal qarre,
Which threaten thy peace thy wealth, and thy morals
But trust usheyre light, when compar'd with the noise
Of our villainous Hoo Law, and turbulent boys.
Within thy fair limits, there dwelleth chap,
Whom cannot pass by, without giving rap
For, time, with The creates, assurance,
lie sent as letter, that past all endurance;
N which, Notwithstanding our known diSaiecton,
lie ventured to greet US on Quincys election!
But what deem'd worst if the truth must say)
ie left US the whole Of the postage to pay.


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