Classic Poem

( SECRETARY OF CONFEDERATE TREASURY )

Flying from Napoleon,
Flying to Calhoun,
Little Wurtemburger!
'T was Caesar to Mahoun.
To one you were a conscript,
Cipher in t'other's eye;
One would unify you,
One would nullify.

O, had Carolina
Heads like thine, not hot,
She had weighed the iron
Ere she fired the shot!
All her waste of fury
No hero left to her
But the man of Jewry,
Memminger.