The Council Bluffs nonpareil. [volume] (Council Bluffs [Iowa]) 1857-1867, 1862-10-11
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II Couse,L BLtvrs, Iowa,
M Oct0her 9th. 1862.

n Octsbsr 9th. 1862.
EbrroR No1lrAasL From an article in
liz Sioux City Register Of last Saturday,
/ am led to believe that the thing that wields
the tripod in the sanctum of that ONCE, has
taken exceptions to my former letter, hav-l
ing extracted from. and published portion
that seems TO fis him SO beautifully, and,
becoming dangerously enraged, at one fell
avoop uonld blot from existence all the
officers and priva:es Of company A, and
abolish forever those ornaments that he has
lsng desired to wear upon his shoulders.
1t was during one Of his midnight carous.
els, that Pat Robb's whiskey disordered
brain gave birth to the we'll founded rumors
that he has heralded forth to the world as
facts, knowing them to be false, and while
under the influence of bis delightful drink,
he saw nothing bot bacon, chickens, pigs,
cows &C., and all those were strapped upon
the backs Of company A; while be, poor
fellow lay in a gutter, utterly unable to
get'to our camp TO partake of luxuries that
be had never once tasted. Why in the
name Of common sense didn't you write q
plausible story, Pat, one that your citizens
would have believed, and not the bonglins
botched up thing, that so disgraces your
dirty little disloyal sheet, and puts to shame
the respectable portion Of your community.
Its Unnecessary for me to take up in de.
! Not satisfied with his low flung and un.
warrantable charges against the company.
he has stopped far below the dignity Of a
bali. way gentleman, and accused tho off,
GERS of company A, with drunkenness. O
shame, where is thy blush. This Pat, is
the grand cap stone to your pillar of lies,
and warn you to keep at a respectable dis
tance, or you may yet have the bugs shook
tail, and answer repeatedly, all the ground
less charges flung at us through the great or
gan Of Woodbury. county. suffice it to soy,
they are all false, and we will prove them
80, unless the blatant Editor Of the Regis
ter corrects those wilfull missrepresenta.
tions, and honestly deals with a company
be has .endeavored to injure, by mis- stating
facts, to screen their own guilty citizens
from offended justice. How absurd and
ridiculous this story loo ks 20 those knowing
the unboitnded resources of that golden
county, whose poor Inhabitants suffered so
outrageously from mere handful of U. s.
volunteers. @s'
Three thousand pounds Of bacon, seven.
ty-ive chickens, fifty turkeys, one COW, and
any quantity of blankets all demolished! at
one feast by men holding Office under Old
Abe, for thirteen dollars per month. Not
much wonder the good people of that star
whiskey town felt and expressed their IT'S.
ing indignation at such wanton destruction
of property. .'' a.- .s. "a
@ consistency Thou art indeed jewel
and far to precious to ever adorn the per.
son Of him who presides over the destinies
of the lying little Register.
off of you if our officers get their hands
upon your carcass. h. saG ESQ .gres.
Justice to our officers and men, demand
ed reply to the Registers tissue of lies, in
order that those interested may investigate
for themselves, and the verdict will be, not
guilty, BY all parties; and shall leave Pat
Robb to work out his own salvation with
fear and trembling. while turn my atten-
ton to the more important affairs of our
bleeding country. Though the dark cloud
of civil war hovers over this fair land, and
traitors to the Union are striving to reud il
in twain, | sincerely hope that the majesty
and dignity of the Government will be Gus.
tanned, and that our noble flag will come out
Of the contest without single star effaced,
and that this glorious Union of States will
again be reunited in the fraternal bonds of
brotherhood, never to be broken whilst the
sun revofves or the waters Of the Mississp-
pi roll onward to the gulf. When the ma
ton shall have passed the ordeal of war,
renewed again her baptism in blood, come
forth purified and perfected, then grand
marble monuments will be erected to the
memory Of our gallant sons Who may have
fallen while inobIy defending the right,
while Pat Robb occupies dishonored gray 9
With naught to mark the place Of his eter-
nal sleep save the bung- hole stave of a
whiskey barrel. vsa1 5raa ,za.sa
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