Plymouth banner. (Plymouth, Marshall County, Ind.) 1852-1855, 1854-10-19
noke Townsip. OCT. Is. 1854,


mr. berns. Printer.-i thot good men
ny times NV ritin TO yu ABOUT the wa
things ought to Be managed afore the
eleckshun, but afore Teller Good turn
round twice. here it wus rite on us. an
we ether had to vote, whether we got
good reddy or no. them ar fusions GO,
up u little afore da. an wus at work jist
like hogs to an acorn tree. but how tina
got so me my dimekrats 10 vote with EN-.
is a mystery 10 me an all the other noin
ones in poke township. Sum think it wus
like the too irishmen plade on their moo
kec bugle. when tina fust cum TO this
country. the fust bubble barrel shot gun
tina seed, tina wanted it. So tha asked the
man that owned il what it wus, TO fonle
en-. he tole EN- il wus kee bugle. "a
kay buglel" said tina. Tha wer determin-
ed to hav it, cause it wus so much longer
than emmy tina had ever seed in their
country. an tina agreed an bot it. an on
it tina went to p!ain-mlkel to bio liz the
holes at one eeud. an patric TO pla with
the kays a, tother eend. An sure enuff.
poor mikel found GU! that the bugle bloed
In the hole too. an he had to stop, pore
sole. fur he never blode emmy NOR. now
ef them dimekrats hav been fooled like
mikel wus, we amt to blame fur it-ar
we?
now Mr. edetur. tina sd you didn't cum
out in full-That you jist advocated pop
lar sovrinty. caus you wanted the peepel
in the territories to vote like the in the
Stats. an that you wus as MURAL as you
over wus. you ort 80 bin like the ole
woman. when she wood sa scissors, an
her ole man pushed her in the river to
make her quit, an she wood sa il evry
time she cum out. an when she got so
week she couldn't sd it, she stuck her
hand out Nv the water an made her fingers
open an shet like sissors.
it won't do--ime freited so much be-
caus that printer GU: at south Bend beat
mr.. Eddy. that mi hair won't be coined
in the mornin, it tangles up so, an when
wood cum TO town TO talk with sum
good dimekrats. an git consolashun. thar
wood be fuller, an pershin. er dunnam. an
eff tina wasn't thar. no body could never
mis- that ar doctor. who wus at evry cor
ner NV the stret- man Good poke his
nose, on he Good talk all da long, like a
granny woman at a quiltin.
Now we've got to do sumthin to git our
party rite agin. an keep clear Nv the no
nuthins. cant git to Sc into 'em. when
j wus down to the city to,her da, heerd
sum fs!lers at the tavern talkin about EN-,
an i jest hailed mi cheer up 10 won wv
EN- an thot ide git an item or two. an
shure enuff. he put me on the track. SEES
he. you 90 on down strete. an the fust
feller you Sc with his bat turned little |
to one side. you sidle up to him, an eff he
gives you no satisfacshun. but pretends |
to be mad, you keep on an he'll come it.
Well. did so. an finds the very feller a
fore went two squares, an bucked up
to him like a tree toad on a rainy da. an
tried evry wa to git him TO talk about it. I
an them felers at the tavern also tole me /
eff he seemed huffy. he would do it TO
make believe, an then ef wood punch
him in the belly with mi finger. he wood
understan me. an tel me ALL we'll. no
suher had dun this when it cum to the
pinch. than he let FIJI an tuck me rite be-
tween the face an eyes, an of the side
walk j tumbled about ten feet, an mi he'd
fell rite where the cows had bin. 1t made
the fox fire fi. tell you now. an made
me sleepy fur half mint. an when i
cum to an looked round fur him, sect
nuthin but his cote tail maxim blu streek
round the corner. sposin heed killed me.
begun to feel mi he'd. an Oh. mi bTanes!
Yes, mi branes-until found out where
mi head fell. now it wus most mite, all
tell you got back to the tavern just as
quick as legs wood take me-; an after all
this. 10 see mi dimekrat trends votia with
m at the eleckshun, it makes me so mad
I'm crusty that mi COWS won't foller me
when i've got a basket of corn.
ina rite agin sumo. fer the enlighten-
ment of your reeders. on sevsal subjects
polly an the children sends theiT luv to
Tu an your foxes.
Your iuvia friend.
IA RI