The Burlington weekly hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington [Iowa]) 1860-1876, 1862-11-01
BURLINGTON WEEKLY HAWK-EYE.

ElSLY HAAlWK-EYE.
L9rTEk- FROM ORPHRUs o. KERR,
sED4ToR 7. 6T-:-Early this morning, my boy
! sauntsred across the Long Bridge and took
seat npon the topmost rail Of fence inclos;n,
trampled meadow. There set like Marius
lmy boy, contemplating the architectural ruin
embodied inmy gothic steed, Pegasus. and
ever and anon whistling sbstractly to my fres.
coed dog, Bolonga.
By the gods really love these dumb
friends Of mine. The speculative eye Of the
world sees in poor Pegasus nothing more than
an architectural dream-the church architec.
ture-and must confess, my boz, that the
gothic charger does look something like skel.
eton chapel at distance; it sees in Bologna,
only mongrel cur, whose .astelfor the calves
OF human legs is an epicurian outrage On the
walking society. But for me my boy there
is human pathos in the patient fidelity Of
of these geological cuuiosities which appeals
to my best manhood have lad hard and
thankless life of it; my experience with the
knowing political chaps of the Sixth Ward WAS
enough to grind everything like human tender
ness out of my nature and make me turn an
arrogant and contemptuous misanthrope; but
here are times when the cold nose of Pegasus
against my cheek, or wag from the speaking
tail of Bolonga-which ever curls up behind
him like a note Of interrogation, to ask how
his master feels-will give me such q sensation
OF wishing to protect and be kind to the Help
less, that feel myself better man for the
practical Christianity Of such humble society.
There is my musquito, the youthful HUM
boldt, too! lie came to me one night about
two weeks ago, my boy, practicing much pro-
found strategy to capture my nose; when
iolied him by free use of both arms Of the
service, the unterrifed and msnnern in which
ne changed his base of operations and came on
again, excited my admiration and respect
Catching him ina little net-cage made from
the mtsquito bars Of my bed, l kept him safe
" by me, and now. use him as test of human
nature: In Gods providence, each minute
created thing has its appointed use, my boy,
and depend upon it the nse Of the of the mus
quito is t. test human nature. i g,gd, az
i There was veteran political chap from Albany
called upon me last Sunday night A sage
and aged chap of infinite vest, who wears the
broad-brimmed hat Of reticent responsibility,
and nestles in much 1shirt>collar like cen.u.
Iried owl. Having taken pinch of snug after
the dirty manner of . Gentleman of the Old
School, he merely paused to take hasty
glance at theIplan for the next Senatorial cleo
ton in his note book and then says he:
! "1'm grieyously disappointed, yea, piteously
} vexed to see the partisan spirit raging SO furi-
ously in State elections, at q time when an ex>
! piring country calls upon all her sons, ire.
spective OF party, to join hands in the one
great work of saving her. Why cannot these
turbublnt denouncers of each other be like
me, who recognise no division Of party in this
national crisis! would have union of all
men. to vote for the one great ticket of my
choice; and even the democrat would recog-
Mise IS fellow being in such cause''
suspected this grievous old chsp to be q
hypocrite, my boy, and managed to let Hum
boldt free from his cage for the purpose Of
testing him: As the aged chap commenced to
get warm, Humboldt began to make raids
around his ssgaeious head, and with divers
slaps in the air, the aged chap waxed spirited,
and says he;J ia.a5 5#i 81 Ja,.rata. 3 In, =
4 "Pshoo! pshoo AS l. was saying, We
should sll strive to conciliate our political I'D
versaries-pshoo land endeavor to promote
q spirit of unity even with the most disaffected
peace men-pshoo, you beast land not &C.
like Greedy sndWendeli Phillips, and Beecher
I-confound it, pshoo!-and other internal IA
natics, who BY, their indiscreet, imprudent-
curse it, pshoo!-and Internal, God-fnrsaken
niggerism are wounding the tenderest feelings
Numbering and lightning, 'pshoo!-snd
arousing the hellish passions of really good
democrats; who thereby may make cspitalfrom
their sadly mistaken-blazes and blue light
ming, pshoo-and devlish craziness, which is
unfortunately confusing heavens pshoo!
Epshoo!-and damning their party, and knock
ing thunder out of the gubernatorial canvass;
besides-besides-"
Here this aged chap made flying leap at
at Humboldt. missed his aim, and then dashed
madly from thereon.
Depend upon it, my boy, musquito is q
great test of human nature. The little chap
operates like an outside conscience, and brings
the real thing to the surface. <y IA ,s.,
l. Why does saot the Mackerel Brigade ad-
vance! s. ~''1- s.'t 70 y 9
This, my boy is the question Of the hour. -
For what do our heroes wait? Is it for indis-
rubbers, or umberellas, or fine tooth combs?
No be not deceived, it is for none Of these.
Hem! The fact is, my boy, many respect.
able though married Mackerels entered the
. army of the Accomsc when they were in the
prime of life; and as old age steals softly upon
them, as the seasons and the bases run through
, their changes, and year succeeds year, the
eye sight of many of them WAKES dim, and
fails in the process of Nature. / know some
3 thousands of Mackerels, my boy, who are al
l ready SO blind that they have not seen rebel
8 for six months; and hence no advance move.
ment can be judiciously made until the brig.
3 ade is supplied with spectacless Without these
' the idolzed General of the Mackerel Brigade
3 will not do anything until lie gets ready II
was the want of these as now discover, chat
!. prevented our troops seeing. the Southern
, Confederacy when he made his late raid across
: Awlkwyet River. Let the spectscles be al
! once procured, my boy, or an indignant and
9 bleeding nation will at once demand change
: in the Cabinet A'AS' .tfi Q" j5a2 a.
Company 8 Regiment s, is the only Company
yet fitted with glasses, and was therefore Sc.
, lected to make reconnaissance toward Paris
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