Fremont journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County [Ohio]) 1853-1866, 1863-07-03
SYCAMORE, De Kalb Co., Ill.
February. Cd, 1863,

February, 3D. 1863. {
BRoTHER G. p. DEYo:-January 29th l re-
ceived letters from my husband in the Union
army, and accompanying them was one written
and signed by yourself. 1 was somewhat SUR
prised at the contents of your letter-Secesh out
and out | had supposed there was little hon
or in your Democratic body, until now think
the last drop drained, and would now inform
you that It's just sach men as yourself that are
doing our country more injury than our South
ern rebels, and need annihilating more than
they. You speak boastingly of your rifle for
shooting abolitionists. You would be too
drdly to use it. 1t is one thing to sit in a COM
Portable home, surrounded by all the comforts
oflife, and write and another thing to act l do
hate these miserable, cowardly, villianous Sc
cesh Democrats and Southern sympathizers.-
My loved husband left his friends aud family,
entered the Union army to help put down this
Unholy rebellion and sustain the Union. | would
love his presence, and do regret his absence;
but my greatest regret is, that he is not employed
to-day in annihilatng Southern sympathizers.
believe that |, who would scream at seeing
spider, faint sway at garter snake, and cry
'murder" at a poor innocent hop-toad, could
nerve my puny arm to hold your boasied rifle
to shoot JEFF. Davis, one of his miserable low
confederates. Couldn't open wide my squint
eyes and see every drop of blood drawn from
old JEFF Davis'veins and never mink; and would
that l could see every sympathizer in his Con-
to see him shot only seven times, but till 'sev
enty times seven"
You say that your brother Denton is at Camp
Cleveland Thank the Lord that you can say
you have one brother in the Union army; but
he, poor miserable coward, didn go till he
was drafted. Where were your remaing broth
ers when drafting day Gamer They were poor
old cripples, lame and deaf, or under age
weren't they2 About as much as could ex-
pect from such honorable .6oasting Democrats as
they. have not the least particle ofreverence
for gray or black hair on such co,oardly heads
hate every inch of their selfish bodies; and
were / in the matrimonial market, would live
the life of an old maid till was greyer than the
greyest of them before l would accept one such
cowardly being for a husband. had rather be
soldiers widow than a towards wife, and
woule say. give me poverty knee deep, nay suf-
fer any of the ills OF life humanity is heir to-
cloud my path of life with Egyptian darkness
anything but the honor of Secesh Democrat fol
a husband
Now, would say to you, ifyou have nothing
better to do than writing such letters to Union
soldiers, you had better occupy your time in
learning to whistle "Yankee Doodle" for the
amusement of puny little young Democrats you
are raising at home.
Now, sir, when you write soldier in the Uni
army, seat yourself comfortably in an easy
chair, elevate your feet to the most convenient
position possible, smoke pipe in mouth, halfclose
your eyes to all external appearances, pen in
hand-commence. Tell him first that you have
splendid rifle to shoot aboltionists with; tell
him that his Republcanism is 80 per cent. be-
low par, or 30 degrees below zero; that there
were over $4,000 of his Republicans killed in
one battle only, and you would rejoice to hear
that there were more than 10000 at the next
tell him that his party is fast dying out
that there are few left to cucumber this earth
but zoe Democrats; that he is only fighting fol
the nigger, and this Union is nothing to sustain
tell him. moreover, that you regular Secesh
Democrat, "true blue" can stay at home and live
on fat turkeys, apples and cider, while he is on
ly fighting for the nigger and living on hard
crackers and bacon; just say that you can be
clothed in factory cloth at 35 cents per yard and
fare sumptuously every day-all because you
are Democrat Such things are so eneourag.
ing to a soldier in the army, when he knows and
know, and they all know, that it is Just such
boasting, fast-liying men as yourself that have
caused and are prolonging this @cursed war,
and were it not for the contaminating diseases
that would arise from the decomposition of you
miserable bodies, we would pray that the eartl
might open and swallow You up.
Now viii close by saying that / am neithe
drunk nor crazy, but am true and faithful wifi
to loved husband in the Union army. And ]
thank my stars to-day that he is not SecesI
Democrat.
This from your sister,
MRS. NJ H BURDICK