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Under the patronage of St. Tammany
Mark C. N. Sullivan is an editor at a Massachusetts university. He is married and the father of three children. Email
1 jigger Mount Gay Rum 1 jigger Dark Rum (e.g., Black Seal) 1 T Fresh Lemon Juice 1 T Fresh Lime Juice Dash of sweet vermouth 1. Fill cocktail shaker with ice 2. Add ingredients. Shake vigorously and pour into a chilled cocktail glass. Stir with a walrus tusk. 3. Variation -- Top with Ginger Beer
I do believe I have my walrus tusk lying around somewhere. Cheers!
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To Tammany let well fill'd horns go round His fame let ev'ry honest tongue resound With him let ev'ry gen'rous patriot vie To live in freedom or with honour die.
The legend of St Tammany is one of the oldest in America The actual Tammany is said to have been an old Indian of whom very little was known, who lived near the Delaware, signed a treaty with William Penn, and is said to have afterward lived and died on the spot now occupied by Princeton college. Another story is to the effect that Tammany lived west of the Allegheny Mountains, north of the Ohio River and that it was he who built, with his people, the mounds and other monumental remains which exist in the valleys of that section of the country. In his youth he was famed for his exploits as a hunter and warrior, and his deeds were recounted at every council fire from beyond the Father of Waters to the Great Salt Lake. All sorts of curious tales are told of the warfare that was kept up between Tammany and the evil spirit. It is alleged that it was this contest which induced the latter to plant poison sumach and stinging nettles, to send innumerable rattlesnakes into the land, and to turn loose large droves of mammoths and other huge animals over the country. There are also tales of a terrible deluge which overwhelmed the continent, or a large portion of it, the waters of which, being drained off, left the falls of Niagara as a monument of the event. In regard to these and many other terrible calamities, which were precipitated upon the country by the evil spirit, it is related that in every instance the great chief Tammany came off conqueror at last, and that eventually this enemy was banished to the cold and remote regions of Labrador and Hudson's Bay and threatened with instant death, if he should ever be caught showing his face south of the Great Lakes. After this Tammany is said to have devoted himself to the arts of peace and especially the pursuit of agriculture. His government was patriarchal in character and his decisions were always law. Plenty prevailed in his land and his people were contented and happy. Their watchword was "Tammany and Liberty." ~ From The National Cyclopaedia of American Biography, 1893
Of Andrew, of Patrick, of David, and George, What mighty achievements we hear! While no one relates great Tammany's feats, Although more heroic by far, my brave boys, Although more heroic by far.
These heroes fought only as fancy inspired, As by their own stories we find; Whilst Tammany, he fought only to free From cruel oppression mankind, my brave boys, From cruel oppression mankind.
When our country was young and our numbers were few To our fathers his friendship was shown, (For he e'er would oppose whom he took for his foes,) And he made our misfortunes his own, my brave boys, And he made our misfortunes his own.
At length, growing old and quite worn out with years, As history doth truly proclaim, His wigwam was fired, he nobly expired, And flew to the skies in a flame, my brave boys, And flew to the skies in a flame. #