The Weekly Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, O. [Ohio]) 1861-1???, 1863-04-08

THE PERFECT HUSBAND.
As Light unto the Morn,
So Time to him unfolds her
As holds the light of day,
So unto him he holds her.
A fairer than himself,
By One still brighter given,
something less Of earth
A something more Of Heaven.
lie deems her not Saint
In loving she is human
And as no is q Nan,
The dcarsr she as Woman.
Not down ON her he looks,
Nor up to All Ideal,
But struig ight iuto her eyes,
And all his love is real.
As bends the sturdy tree
To shade pool Of water,
But standcth like rock
When wind and torNnt slaughtSri
So bends he unto her
When gontlest her controlling,
So stands he as wall
When dangers round are rolling
'Tis not by given Right,
Or Privilege, he rules her;
For Ills his grace TO yield,
That in obeying schools her;
And IL the less himself
From troubling cause, or other,
In mildcr type he wears
The spirit Of his Mother.
as she may have fault,
SO he may have a greater,
And sorrow for his own
For both is expiator;
And it upon her sleeve
She shares passing folly,
He frights IL with smile
And not with melancholy.
He slaves her truth to him
BY no conhnng portal,
But in himself reflects
Its counterpart immortal.
The freedom that he gives,
Is taken from the donor;
Husbands faith may rest
Upon Husbands honor.
Aud ever AZ a child,
When childish she, he chidss her,
And ever as n man,
When she is strong, he guides her;
Through sunshine and through shade,
Through blessings and disaster,
ln more than name, her Friend
In less than law, her Master.
The Mackerel chap listened attentively
and when the reading was over, says he
That's me in less than law her master
In fact, says the Mackorel, innocently, 81
am very lawlcss master indeed"
Upon the uncultivated mind, my boy, the
retincments of poetry fall like dew drops
upon an artificial flower or like the more
delicate tints ofsunsct upona a person with
u glass oye. Unlettered country people not
untrequently take Tupper's poems for per
feet nonsense.
Having induced small Mackercl drum
mer to bring me my chaste architectural
stccd, the Gothic Pegasus, | mounted the
roof of that walking country church, and
moved off i'll an organ-waltz to inspect tho
national troops.
The Mackerel Brigade, my boy, grows
hoary with antiquity, and the capture OF
the Southern Confederacy is still delayed
for want of pOnt0ons. And this. reminds
me that the Abolitionists of New England
who are entirely responsible for this war
with its taxes upon mcmbers of the Dom
ocratic organization, have not yet sent any
pontoons to the field. Whilst they would
abridge the rights of white men, they even
ignore the white mems rights to a bridge
But let us not linger over such depravity
or we shall be delayed in our preparations
for the Presidential can vass in 1868.
The last new General of the Mackerel
Brigade is an officer of great age, named
Cox-known to the soldery as the Grim
Old Fighting Cox-and am happy to sag
my boy, that he is an officer of great abil-
ity. Spurhing all that vain pomp which too
often makes our Generals as cloan in appear.
ance as the military minions of the despotic
powers of Europe, he makes it u practice to
attire himself like the unostentatious dust
man of q true republic; and when he rides
abroad to inspect the regiments, it is uni
yersally admitted that he is like a father
visiting his children, whose great numbers
make such great demands upon his means
that he cant afford to dress himself Prospect
ably.
Having assumed command of the Mack
erel Brigade, my boy, the Grim Old Fight
ing Cox Immediately summoned all his Of
ticers to his presence, and having engaged
each in single combat and defeated him, he
proceeded to show his great ability. He
bcckoned to Captain William Brown, who
was at that moment taking the suns alti-
tude with his canteen, and, says he (: "Tell
me how many men are in the guard.housc
for beastly intoXiCation?"
William smiled aifably, and says he, al
don't remember Just now how many that
Republican institution will hold"
" Release them all y" Numbered the
Grim Old Fighting Cox, violently rattling
his sword, and firing pistol in the air.
"Ah! says William, here's Ability"
The next officer called was Captain Bob
Shorty, and says the General to him :" How
many slow-matches did my predecessor or.
der for the Orange County Howitzers
Captain Bob Shorty took three steps in a
breakdown, and says he: ave have al
ways ordered seventy five"
"Make it seventy roared the Grim
Old Fighting Cox, kicking over the writing
table and discharging revolver over his
shoulder
Captain Bob Shorty gave leap into the
air, and says he:
"By all that's Federal did ever hear oi
so much Ablity2"
As the Grim Old Fighting Cox was leav
ing his quarters, he came upon Mackere
chap who was STOPPING down to tie hit
shoe, and gave him kick that kindled con
fiagration in his vision. The poor chap
rubbingly picked himself up, and says he
1t appears to me never see go much
Ability"
Ability, my boy, in its modern accepta
tion, as applied to military men, appears tC
mean peculiar capacity for surprising and
startling verybody-except the enemy.
Yours, suspiciously,
0RPHEUS G. kerr.
"MUsTERED INA joke is told by the
boys Of tho 18th, in regard to the muster
ing in" of darkey attached to the regi