The weekly pioneer and Democrat. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. Territory) 1855-1865, 1863-10-16
An now this great Ould Admiral
Is laid upon the shelf,


Like q broken clancy taypOt
Ora useless piece of delf,
Because he could MT, or did MT, or would mt
Can for this, more power to himselfD
Chime in wild them iron-clad jobbers
(Who are down on their bare knees night,
noon, an mornin', prayin' Heaven or thes0ther
place for long an success to their pathron saint
Captain Fox
In their schaimes for acquirin' pelf-
This honest an true Ould Admiral,
This type of the bygone time!
An because on the side of this Admiral
used both me tongue an me pen,
l am now chained up like un-u-i-cOrn
In the Provost Marshal's den,
Wild nOthin' but hard tack an wather--
If it worn't for the Provost's men
Who smuggle me in, God bless the boysi
(On the sly, do you see, an just by the way
of keepin me sperrits up. an preventin' me
kles too much),
Some whisky, now an agen,
Which l dhrink to the great Ould Amiral,
Whom knew in the bygone time.
Och Stanton, our great God O. War;"
My condition in pity see,
An it you have got any bowels to mit
Let them bowels be milted for me.
For l come Of the daycinteSt people
In the beautiful town of Thraee,
Where praties and whisky is plenty,
CAN divil reSayve the provost marshal we
have there. at all at all, though we have s'peel
ers bad cess to 'enl-who are worse, if such
thing wOr possible)-
An they bow both heart an knee
TO men like the grim ould Admiral
A type Of the Oulden time
God be good to you, Misther Stanton,
An look kindly on me case;
An to the man wild Methusaleh's beard
An the patriarchial face
q name ould Uncle Gidem),
Just Ak him to show me grace,
For which will, as in duty bound
If he gets me out O. this place
Do for him an for you all that ever I can
(Votin' airly and votin' often for yez both, or
for aither Of you, if you ever chance to be cam
dydates in any disthrick or county where can
get within ten rods of the ballot boX)
An now my name L thrace-
Miles ORelly who wrote of the Admiral,
An is having q hard ould time!
MILES O'REILLY PARDoNED.
WASHINGTON, October g
We are gratiied to be able to announce that
the President, always attentive to the cry of
suffering and deserving soldiers, has granted
a free pardon to Miles OReiliy, 47th regiment
New York volunteers, now prisoner on Nor
ris Island, South Carolina. The President
takes the view that OReilly's original offence
was but IAN innocent joke in his own eyes,
however contrary to the letter or spirit Of the
Revised Regulations for the Army" OReilly
has been ordered north, and is expected here
by the next steamer. Mr.. Lincoln, in giving
instructions to Col. E. d. Townsend, Assistant
Adjutant General, for issuing the order of par
don, referred to the old proverb about " MAX
ing the ballads of nation, and allowing any
one else to make the laws" 1t is believed that
Miles will be confidentially employed at the
White House in rendering into popular verse
the stories and traditions of the great North
west; and no doubt such volume-the mate
rials and anecdotes furnished by Mr. Lincoln,
and the verses by the bard of Green Ern-will
be quite equal TO anything in the same line
since the days OF Alsop's Fables, translated by
the poet Gay.