Daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1859-1865, 1862-06-20


head and shoulders Ger the crowd he looms.
HIS hAtrR thicket of perpetual glOonis: -
An eye that flashes like u siI , or screw:
nose that cuts the atmosphere in two;
Whilst he who gazes at his boots, per se,
Gains new conception Of immensity:
sage. Chief and Father blending In one plan,
Six teet In height, and every inch a MANI
Where's TupPer, my boy2
Early IA the week | trotted to the other
side ofthe river on my gothic steed PeRas-
aus, and having lent that architectural
pride of the stud to a thoughtful individu-.
al, who. wished to make a sketch of his
facade 1 took a branch railroad for a cir
cuitous route to Paris, Intending to make
one stokpnge on the way. The locomo-
motive was about two saucepan power.
and wheezed like New York Alderman
at free lunch. First we stopped at a
town composed of one house, aud that was
u depot.
"What place is this ~ says to my fell
low passenger, who was the conductor, and
was reading the Tribune aud swearing to-
himself
"It's MulliEan's Court House, the capi-
tai OF Sally Ann County," says he, aud
again took out the bill had paid my fare
with too see if it was good.
took another branch road here, and we
snaiIed along 70 another town, Composed
of n wood-pile. What place is this, Q said
to my fellow traveller, the brakeman. at
is Abednego Junction, the capital of Lau-i
IA Matilda County, says he, sounding my
quarter on his seal ring to make sure chat
il was genuine. Now. as London, the city
was going to, happened to be the capi-.
tai of Auna Maria county, my boy, made
up my mind that the sacred soil had rather
moro metrOpolises than railway lines.
(" Virginia. says Southern giant of
intellect, "ts one grand embodied poenl.''
L believe him, my boy for, like poem,
Virginia appears TO have a capital at the
commencement Of every line. - 4
Reaching London, and brushing past a
crowd of our true friends, the conttabauds, i
whose cries OF anguish upon hearing thas
| had brought them no plum pudding were
truly narrowing, pushed forward 70 the
new Union paper, The London T7ples, with
whose editor had business. sf
Just as 1 entered the Office, my boy, there
rushed out in great rage an exaspsTated
Southern Union man. Having NO gun
about the house to pick off our pickets
as they came into town, no b0FroWedsal
BARRIERS pole and stnck II out of the vim
dow, proclaimed himself an oppressed Uni-
onist, had a meeting OF his family TO elect
him to the United State Congress from
Anna Maria County, and made thrilliug
OuAOA W wv
back.stoop, BE wound up this great
speech, my boy, by saying:
"Young men, it is your duty to light for
the Union, which has caused us all SO many
tears. If any young MANS wife would fain
dissuade him, let him say to : her in the
Language Of The poet ~ A
IGyod not Honor Il6relsssi
This touching peroration was lsept in
manuscript TO the London Tfages, and this
is the way II appeared in that Intellectual
AmeFican journal: - si,fsi
Young hen, it Is ynnr duty 10 fight for
the Onion, which has caused us all so many.
tears y5ouug mans vii iGesWouidb fain
1issuadei him. let him say to, her I'm the
language of the. poet: e .s -
sTcodId not I5Te thee; tedf, 30 vell. = sEi 4
II Loved not Hannah Morosh So ~ "a "a 4
When the Southern Union man read this
twishfeation, he put the p6pef where bis
wife couldn't see it tshe being very teaI-
Gus sWomanl, J, aud went out to- cpWhids the
editor. BE e0Whided him, by frlnttca1ly
placing the e6Whide Ia. the editor hand,
and then running his back repeatedly
against the weapon. Typographical er--I
rors have anni9ue Ieet In reports Of Killed
and wounded, my boy; bnt they knock the
Pe0mef hoau blake ont of eIOd1encb