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Mr. Van Parsons, Sirs
and Ladies!
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Governor Sir, I bring
you greetings from the President of the U.S.
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With best wishes and
fondest hopes for your future.
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A general's ration of
fine executive elixer.
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Now we can do some
celebrating!
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Here! Here!
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Sam Houston was a lousy
bastard!
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Mr. Houston will stand
trial for contempt.
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Congress has never tried
to censure an ordinary citizen before.
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John would you intoduce
Mr. Houston to a tailor and barber.
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Mr. Houston, how do you
respond to these charges.
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(John taking notes for
the President.)
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He's got them
spell-bound.
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He was instructing them
on liberty, tyranny and ill-treatment of the
Cherokee.
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Bravo! Bravo!
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To Sam
Houston!
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To Stanberry!
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Go back to the woods and
play Indian?
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