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Title: The American Cyclops, the Hero of New Orleans, and Spoiler of Silver Spoons

Author: James Fairfax McLaughlin

Release Date: May 2, 2007 [EBook #21274]

Language: English

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[Illustration: "A pot-house soldier, he parades by day,
And drunk by night, he sighs the foe to slay." _Page_ 19.]

THE
AMERICAN CYCLOPS,

THE
HERO OF NEW ORLEANS,

AND

SPOILER OF SILVER SPOONS.

Dubbed LL.D.

by
PASQUINO.

BALTIMORE: KELLY & PIET.
1868.

Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1867, by
KELLY & PIET,

In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the United States for the
District of Maryland.

Introductory.

The following little illustrated effusion is offered to the public, in
the hope that it may not prove altogether uninteresting, or entirely
inappropriate to the times. The famous pre-historic story of Ulysses
and Polyphemus has received its counterpart in the case of two
well-known personages of our own age and country. Ulysses of old
contrived, with a burning stake, to put out the glaring eye of
Polyphemus, the man-eating Cyclops, and thereby to abridge his power
for cannibal indulgence; while our modern Ulysses, perhaps, mindful of
his classical prototype, is content to leave the new Polyphemus safely
"bottled-up" under the hermetical seal of the saucy Rebel Beauregard.
Although the second Cyclops is yet alive, and still possesses the
visual organ in a squinting degree, a regard for impartial history
compels us to add, that the sword which leapt from its scabbard in
front of Fort Fisher, has fallen from the grasp of the "bottled"
chieftain, whether from an invincible repugnance to warlike deeds,
like that which pervade