Juliet signal. [volume] (Juliet [i.e. Joliet], Ill.) 1844-1???, 1862-02-25
A lIackereI Brigade on a Re-
CoMRoiSsanCe.
PROM WASHINGTON.


EDrroR T. T When Britain fret at
Tupper's command, my boy, arose from out
the azure main, this was her character, her
character of the land, that BrItain5 never,
never shall be slayes-as long as they have
q chance To treat everybody else like mig
gers Suffer me also to remark, that Brit
taunia needs 10 bulwarks no towers along
the steep her march is Ger the mountain
wave, her home Is on the deep-where she
keeps ~ her neutrality by smuggling con-
traband Southern Confederacies, and GUS
sim like Presbyterian Chaplain when
Uncle Sans ocean pickets overhaul her.
British neutrality, my boy, reminds me
of chap | once knew in the Sixth Ward
Two solid meu, who didn't get drunk more
than once day, were running for alder
man, and they both made dead set on this
chap; but they hadn't any money, and he
couldn't see it.
"See here, old tops" says be, I'm be q
neutral this time 60 in purgies !"
Well, my boy, the election came of, and
neither of the old tops were elected. No
sir! No, who do you suppose was elect
ed.
The Neutral Chap, my boy.
Mad as hornets with the bydrophobia,
the two old tops went to him, AMI says
they:
"Confound your picture, didn't you prom
ise TO be neu.ral?'
The chap dipt his nose into cocktail,
and then says he blandly:
II was neutral, old Persimmonses. |
only went to fifty Democrats, and got 'em
TO vote for me. Then, to be neutral, had
20 get City of the other feller's, Black Re-
publicans, to do the same thing. Then /
voted twelve times for myself, and went
in"
1t was very beautiful case. my boy, and
the old tops were only heard to utter-they
we're only known to exclaim-they were
barely able to articulate-tha: neutrality
didn't pay.
Early yesterday morning, my boy, cou-
rany B, Regiment 3. Mackerel Brigade,
went down toward Centreville, on recon-
noissuce in force, under Capt Bob Shorty
The captain is highly intellectual patriot
and don't get his sword twisted between HE
legs when he carries it in his hand. lie
led the company through the mud like a
Christmas duck, until they come to a thick.
ct 10 which something was seen to move
Halt, you tar-iers !" says Captain Bob
Shorty, in voice trembling with bravery
Form yourselves into q square according
to Hardee, while | stir up this here bush
There's something in that BUSH" says he
land its either the Southern Confsieracy,
or some other COW.
The captain then leaned up to a tree to
make him steady on his pins, my boy. and
rammed bis sword into the bushes like q
poker in fire.
Nobody hurt on our side.
What followed, my boy, can be easily
told. At an early hour on the evening of
the same day solitary horseman might
have been seen approaching Washington.
Ii was Captain Bob Shorty. with his hat
caved in and a rainbow spouting under his
lefteye. lie went straight 20 the head
quarters of the General Of the Mackerel
Brigade. and says he:
General, I've reconnoitered in force and
found the enemy both numerous and can-
tankerOus."
Beautiful" says the Gen. "but where
IL your company?"
"Woll, now" says Captain BIB Shorty.
YOU'D hardly believe it ; but the last see
Of that ere comPany,'it was engaged in the
pursuit Of pappiness at the rate Of SIX
miles an hour, with the rebels At the wr0r
end Of the track, Dang my ratious p "a
Captain Bob Shorty, eff don't think that
ere bob tailed company has got to Rich
mond by this time"
"Thunder!" says the general, "didn't
they kill any of the rebels?'
Mary a Confederacy," says Captain Bob
Shorty. "'rhe bullets rolled out of them
ere muskcts Of theirs before the powder got
fair on fire. Them muskets," continued
Captain Bob Shorty, "would be good for a
bnmbsriment. You might possibly bit a
city with them at two yards range but
in personal encounters they are inferior to
the putty flowers Of our inuacent child
hood"
As the captain made this observation,
MY boy, he stepped hurriedly to the table,
lifted a tunbler containing the Oath to his
pallid lips, took seat in the coal cutie
aud burst into food Of tears.
Deeply affected by this touching display
Of beautiful trait in our common nature
the General placed small piece of ice on
the captains slantipg brow, and hid his
own emotions in bottle holding about a
quart.