The daily Evansville journal. (Evansville, Ind.) 1862-1863, 1862-11-18

The criekets were still III the meadow and hill.
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pay- orpheus G. Kerr is sometimes
reminded of a little story which he
puts into the Honest Abe's mouth
with a stringent effect not at all mpaired I
by its ludicrous language The follow
ing in his last letter, is as perfect an
illustration of the selfish mean, disloyal
conduct of the leaders of the Butter
nut style Of Democrats as can be imag-
iued. 1t is as true as gospel A better
exposure of disgraceful indifference to
the honor and safety Of a country aggra-
waiting itself by mean assaults on failures
Sohieh its O'on disloyalty has produced,
we have never seen:
The Honest Abe cracked a walnut,
and says he "You say, neighbor, that
the organization still insists upon Wig
''orous prosecution Of the WARP
The Democratic chap sliced tooth
pick from the arm of the chair with his
knife, and says he: "That is the present
platform on which we are T. piuribuS
atnun1"
Well" says the Honest Abe, at be
lieve that you mean well; but am re-
minded of little story.
When | was practicing law out in
Illinois" says the Honest Abe, twisting
the bow of his black necktie around from
under his left ear, "there was an old
cock, with two sons, living near me in
tumble-down old shanty. He lived there
until half his roof blew off one windy
night, and then he concluded to move to
new house, where the chimney didn't
take up all the upper story. On the day
when he moved, he'd got most all of his
other traps changed to the other resi-
dence, and had sent one of his sons to
see that they were all got safely in doors,
when suddenly shower commenced to
come up
1.-THE old man and his other offspring,
who had stayed to hurry him, were tax
ing up carpet from the floor, at the
time the first dose of thunder cracked,
and the offspring says he, Hurry up,
old crazy bones, or we'll be ketched in
the freshet before we get up this rich
fabric The stern parent needed the
admonition, 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 it wouldn't come, and he
says, says he, "Pears to me that dod-
rated tack must be ten-penny nail-it
holds on So You see, the old screw
was very blind without his specs, says
the Honest Abe, buttoning his vest
askew, and he couldn't Just see where
the tack was Another peal of thunder
fbio ont Ia &bo ,,.aso.Ila eff
spring still madden, and he says, says he,
You misabul old cripple, if you don't
hurry up we'll be ketched, / tell youl
As he made this dutiful remark he went
stamping to the window, and at the same
moment the cantankerous tack came out
and the aged parent went over on his
back, with the carpet up to his chin
He got up and busted, and says he
well, now, that is cur ous--how sud
dent it went Then he proceeded to riI
away again, until he came near the win
dow, and there it stuck once more. Tit
wild offspring saw him Juggling again
and it made him so wrathy that he says
says he, Why in thunder didn't you taxi
out the nails first, you crooked old sin
ner, you? It's enough to make me weeI
sfresh for the old woman, to see how
you.
But he didn't finish his observation
for, as he walked toward where the ham
mer lay, the tack came out, and the oil
un went to bed again under the carpet
Up sprang the sad parent, splitting rage
and he says, says he: well, now, cur GU
Ito think it should come. so student!
Still on he went, until the carpet was a
up from around the edges; but when h
tried to drag it away on his shoulder,
was fast somewhere yet R-r-rum-
bum-booml went the thunder; and say
the infatuated offspring, says he: "Wel
never did see such laundering oil
dad as you be. Well be ketched in Ii
rain as sure as grasshoppers, and all b
cause you didn't take my advice aboI
the hammer in the first place" II
poor old I'M tugged and pulled and pa
ted, and says he: Web, now, that
cur Gus, swna to massey. There can
be no tacks way out in. the middle of II
floor here, can they? To make sur
the old blind-pate was going down GU h
knees to take mouse-eye view, when a
of a sudden he gave start, and he say
says he: Why, pears to me, Samm
your standin on the carpet yourself
And so he was-so he was, says Il
Honest Abe, smiling in the fire, "ai
that was the reason why the carpet hi
stuck in so many places" i-
Now" says the Honest Abe, polli
the Democratic chap in the ribs with
knuekles, If your organization wal
me to move more vigorously in this wi
tell them not to be standing on my c.
pet all the tue. Otherwise, / must 81
keep lacking aboat"
The Democratic chap had been sic
ly rising from his chair, as this SIN
moral tale drew towards its exciting G.
clusion, and at the last words he fed
apartment with quivering. watchseaIs
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