Winchester journal. [volume] (Winchester, Indiana) 1862-1863, 1862-11-21
sTANDIN, ON THE CARPET.

"reminded of a little story
which he puts into "the Homes
Abe's" mouth with a stinging eff
feet not at all impaired by its Ia
dicrous language. The follow.
ing in his last letter, is as per
feet an illustration of the selfish
mean, disloyal conduct of tn.
leaders OF the "Bu.Jernut" style
of Democrats as can be imagined
1t is as true as gospel. 4 better
exposure of disgraceiul indilfer.
ence to the honor and safety of a
country, aggravating itself by
mean assaults on failures tchjcl
us orn disloyalty has produced,
we have never seen:-lndianap-
oils Journal.
The Honest Abe cracked a
walnut, and says he "You say,
neIghbor, that the organization
still insists upon a vigorous pros
eculion OF the war;"
The Democratic chap sliced
a toothpick frem the arm of TIE
chair with his knife, and says he:
THAT is the present platform on
which we are T. pturit~s u
num-
"Well," " says the Honest Abe,
81 believe that you mean well;
but am reminded of a little sto-
ry.
"When ! was practicing law
out in Illinois, says the Honest
Abe, twisting the bow OF his
black nechtie around from under
bis left ear, "there was an old
cock, with two SONS, living near
me in a tumble-down old shanty.
He lived there until half his roof
blew oil one windy night, and
then he concluded to move TO a
new house, where the chimney
didn't take up all the upper story.
on the day when he moved, ned
got most all of MS other traps
changed to the other residence,
and had sent one OF his sons to
see that they were all got safely
in doors, when suddenly a show
cr commenced to come up.
The old man and his other
offspring, who mad stayed to hur-
ry him, were taking upa carpet
from the floor, at the time the
frs: dose of thunder cracked, and
the offspring says he, 'Hurry up,
old crazybones, or we'll be ketch-
cd in the freshet before we get
up this here rich fabric The
stern parent needed the admoni-
ton, and went ripping away the
carpet around the edges of the
room, until he came near where
the offspring was standing, and
there it stuck. He pulled, but 1t
wouldn't come, and he says, says
he: "Pears to me that dod rot
ted tack must be ten penny
nail-it holds on so. You see,
the old screw was very bind
without his specs says the Hon
est Abe, buttoning his vest as
kew, and he couldn't see Just
where The tack was. Another
peal OF thunder at this moment
made the irrascible offspring still
and he says, says ne:
You misabul old cripple, il you
don't hurry up vel be ketched,
| tell You! As he made this du-
tiful remark he went stamping to
the window, and at the same mo.
lnent the cantankerous tack came
out, and the aged parent went o.
yer on his back, with the carret
up to his chin. He got up and
and says he: 'Well, now,
that Is cur'-ou5-how student it
went. Then he proceeded to rip
away again, until he came near
the window, ana there il stuck
once more. The wild offspring
saw him tugging again, and 1t
made him so wrathy that he
says, says be: why in thunder
didn't YOU take ont the nails first,
YOU crooked old SINNER. yoa2 It's
enough to make me weep afresh
for the old woman. to see how
YOU. But he didn't finish his
observation; for, as he walked
toward where the hammer lay,
the tack came out, aud the Old
'un we4t to bed again under the
carpet. Up sprang the sad pa
rent, splitting rage. and he says,
says lie: Well. now, curious
to think i: should come so sud
dent Still on ne went, until
the carpet was all up from around
the edges: but when he tried to
drag 1t away on his shoulder, i
was fast somewheres yet. r.
r-rum-bum-boom ! went the
thunder; and says the infurlated
offspring, says ne: Well, | nev-