Republican vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1857, 1857-04-04

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schoolmaster hifaluten, when you never
went to school but one quarter, and only
read through the spellin-book once. You
never larnt geography what you talkn'
bout siferin' that out for2 Well, | never
thought O that before, and so me and Nabor
Jinklns--for he wasn't no better scholar
than me-and Sally knowed it Too, but
didn't say so, seein' it wouldn't be per7itc,
!ist gin it up for something too high-larnt
for us. But, says I, Nabor, thar's another
thing in that letter | don't exactly comper-
hend He--that's Mr. Layne-says he is
candidate for the Legislator, and then he
turns right round and lays down hat-form
for Congress, and thar he stands right on
IT. Now, says |, Nabor, what do you think;
of that Whar does he want to go to ?
Says Nabor Jinkins, says he, l think he
Amt pcrtic'lar and would go to both places
if he could get thar. Yes, says |, mebby
he would, bat that won't do. Ho can't 90
to both places. and as we dimocrats intend
to have another man for the Legislator, |
think, says [, we'll send him-that's Joseph
Layne-to Congress. | think, says he,
that S the most llttnest place for them hifa-
lutin gentlemen Honest John--thats john
Latcher--says I, has had it long enough,
and | go for tie great dimocrat principle,
"fahe itn-that's ofhee-"by ta'o's, and so
we'll keep John at home this time, and send
Joseph thar, curlin on that hat-form o
his'n. 1t would be a pity for Joseph to do
all that work for nothing, says |, and he
mast go to Congress Agreed agin. says
Nabor Jnkius, that's whar Wen send him
The next, aud last thing Nabor .IiHkins
directed my ctstonary organs to, was peace
sined "A Spectator at the Bear Fight. =
That's the Bear Fight the jackson Demo-
crat was written about After ] read it. says
|, Nabor Jinkins don't see no petit nor
pint in this here darned thing. All | kin
git out Of it. says [, is, that that there chap
that seed the Bear Fight goes toes tooth and
toe-nail ferncnt Cauc0suSes Hold on, says
Nabor Jinkins. What's that you said last I!
Caucasases, says |. No, it aiut them, I'm
Gle Toby, thar you was wrong for once /;
them's mountains, somewhere its Caucuses.
Well, darn the difference, says I, it's all
the same, any how, 50 don't bother me. =
Well, says he, go long. Well, says |, !
think he is opposed to them things, bekase
he never could git en- TO do nothin' for him
Says Nabor Jinkins, says he, I'll jist bet
my life that he's one of them fellers that s
bin tryin' for to git ofice, and never could
even git nominated Yes, says (, | never
seed one of them disappointed Office scelin'
chaps but what was powerful opposed To
them things you call Caueuses. But, says
/ /, Nabor Jinkins, mebby that feller-tha 5
the Spectator at the Bear Fights right
clever Teller, after all lie writes purity
well, and | dare say would make purity
good Constable. What say you, Nabor
,linkins, to runnin' him the next time for
Constable, if we kin find out who lie is :?
III iine you, Uncle Toby, says be, in that
enterprise, and if he should happen to re-
spirc to any thing hier than that, Wy I
reckon we might make him Commissioner
of the Revenue That's high enough for
him, | know, says Major Jinkins. Yes,
says I, Nabor, I think that will do for him,
whoever he is. .Iist then tie clock struck
ten, and Sally. she jumped up, aud says
she, lob, amt you goin' to bed tonight,
after bein' away for three weeks That was
hint enough fer Naber Jakins so he took
bis hat aud left.
Now, Mister Editor, in conclusion Of this
cpistle, all I've got to say is this, them three
felle4s what me aud Major Jinkins was talk
ing about won't do. They can't come it, if
they suspect to break up the great dino
cratic ranks in this county. 1t never was
did and can't be did Who cares fer sich
small pc3fQferS as them, with my nephy,
Samiyel, to boot, to do their written for EN-?
Wen have our caucus; we'll fetch ont our
man, and veil beat EN- ali holer. We
dimocrats know the Importance Of stiekin'
together, for the great Gineral Washington
has said Omitted we stand, proaided We
fall, and lis true, and we know it.
Your'n, till death do us part,
Tomas CReUsuoRN--thats
UNCLE TOBY.