The weekly Ottumwa courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1857-1872, 1863-04-23
An AppanOOse Co. Soldier Ihus
writes 10 AppauOOse Democrat.

am not writing pohtlcal document, or
would give you a word of warning. am
not surprised that some of the men carry.
ing on this raid upon the army should be so
engaged. Some of them have, made de-
monstration towards getting in to the army
some have been in and cowardly slnked
ont, while the others have been too coward
ly to be towards, and stood off and cried
out against this unholy "Abliotion war"
Let me say that thosewho have been er
gagged in this nefarious undertaking of aid
ing rebellion will find that they are too
small fry to withstand the food of patriot.
ism that will continue to roll over the north
until the Star Spangled Banner shall wave
over every foot Of territory where it has
been so ruthlessly torn away. Long after
the little pop guns of Appanoose have bitten
themselves and died from their own poison,
have been sunk so deep in infamy and dis
grace, in the eyes Of all decent and respec-
table patriots, or have spouted out on some
solitary goods box, all the foul virous filth
that lies where the brain should have lain,
when the old national anthem rings and the
music of the restored Union will reverber-
ate from Maine to the Rio Grand
What say they, do you say that we arr
not decent mene answer no, you poor
little bipels, traitor can not be decent
man, otherwise the whole Southern Confed-
eracy would be respectable, and the sup
porters of this damnable fabric gentle
men.
Oh! We who would love to be conspcu.
Gus, take warning and listen to the terrible
whirlwind that will burst over your heads,
and grind you as between two mill stones.
Remember that the attempt to disrupt this
government was concocted in the council
halls of the damned, promulgated by the
lost fiends of darkness. executed by the de-
praved spirits that would rather reign in
hell than serve in Heaven, and aided and
abetted by those who are vile enough for
either, but too cowardly to be seef in the
ranks with their friends when the artillery
Of eternal right and justice was hurting
death to their infuriated ranks
! did intend to pay my respects to GER
tain Board of Supervisors who would like
to pauperize every loyal mans family, if
they could. We are not 50 far away that
We can't hear anything, andfour companies
of the 36th are coming home to avenge the
insults heaped upon them, directly and in
indirectly, and so are other companies
Mark the prediction. Yours Respectfully,
'TAe Appearance of the Prince
of Wales aNd His Bride.
A profane Republican, who witnessed the
matrimonial procession of the Prince Of
Wales through the streets Of London,
writes: l..r
Postilon in liveries spangled with gold,
and footman whose calves were of wonder
full development, rode the blooded horses
and clung to the footboards. The trumpets
blew, the people shouted like the rising of
many waters, and all the handkerchiefs
went up. looked on Royalty unveiled |!
The brother and sister of the Princess came
first The princess Dagomar, tide little
girl, with fine bright eyes, dressed all in
white, was mistaken for Alexandra, and she
made responses to the cheers by waving her
little kid gloved hsnd, and blushing nicely.
But the simon.pure or legitimate Princess
came behind, in another carriage, drawn By
several horses and emblazoneG with the
Royal arms Picture within said carriage
two women sitting on the back seat, and two
males facing them.
The furthes. female is Alexandra's moth
er, small faced German woman, about A
years of age. She has dark eyes and does
Mt seem TO be conscious of her rank, and in
fact, is considerably frightened; bat she IS
dressed in rich silk velvet. with necklace
of diamonds falling upon her bosom; and it
is evident, from her furtive glances toward
her daughter. that she is anxious, is not
doubtful, to see her offspring make good
impression. Prince Christian, the father,
all IN soldiere-clothes, looked martial, like
veteran who would have liked to fight bat
ties, but hadn't fought them. traced
resemblance to Hamlet, ST., in his grizzled
beard The third of these illustrious per-
sons was the bride, or the affianced She
was pretty, and her pictures don't look like
her. for they represent q creature with
long neck and consumptive face, who would
going into decline in the course of few
moons. On the contrary, she was the pic
ture Of health, animation and hope.
Her eyes looked to be hazel, but they
sparkled ever so sensitiveyl, and her cheeks
were blooming, as if she had not long been
the inhabitrnt of this humid island She
was not composed, but shy as q fawn, and
as supply knit. Her mouth was running
over with kisses, and she had a fine, broad
forehead, which gave her an intellectual
shade sort Of combination of the Grace
and the Goddess. To set the portrait clear.
er before you, take a dear young woman
| from the greenest your valleys-C Chester,
or the Cumberland, or the Brandywine-
clothe her superbly. make her the cynosure
of two million eyes; let her feel timid and
abashed at her sudden elevation, and, there
fore, more pianing in her bashfulness than
ever, and you have the maiden of Jutland,
the ros Of Denmark, they call her-who is
TO be Queen of England, ifthe Fates smile
upon the nuptials A cold, sneering for
eigner as was, with no Tore for these sea.
dogs. Dane or Briton, melted before so
much youth, modesty and lovcliness, and
hoped that her heart was as good as her
face.
But now for her royal partner, whom
you know already. He had grown coarse,
dull-eyed and sensual of face; his brow was
not fine; his stature not imposing. Some
sandy hears sprinkled his cheeks and chin,