The Buchanan County guardian. (Independence, Buchanan County, Iowa) 1858-1864, 1863-07-28
which read somewhat as the follows

which read somewhat as the follows:
Passengers for Louisville and Nash
vile road are notified that the wago'
will be in readiness to take their baggag
to the Examiners Office at p. M
AS this notice applied to us, suggest
ed to the Colonel. as he finished hi
story, that we should repair to The
Custom House"
1t is on side street, and is a dingy
room about twenty feet square. Wher
we arrived, it was densely crowded will
| carpet bags. portmanteaus, enormou.
packing trunks, and about a score oi
German Israelites. each one of whom
was soliciting the immediate attention OF
the single examining official to the gen.
cral assortment Of dry goods and grocer
les which his particular chest contained
Another official was behind the counter
afiixing to each OF the passed packag
es, strip Of white muslin, and two
mammoth daubs of red sealing wax. The
office was advertised TO close at 5o'cock
and it then wanted only ten minutes Of
that hour. Our luggage could not leave
the State until it had two of those red
seals upon it, each duly stamped IT, S.,
and our prospect of going on in the morn
ing seemed, therefore, decidedly dubious.
With little inward trepidalion, | said to
the coatless official: rs there any
probability Of our turn comingthis even
ing, Sir !"
Are you an Israelite in deed :"
No, Sir neither in name nor in deed
Tn gentleman at large my friend
here, is Union officer
'Ah. Colonel how are you?' ex-
claimed the official, looking up and
touching his cap to my companion
The Colonel returned his salutation, and
in a moment he was at the bottom of my
trunk, taking an inventory of the spare
waistcoats, extra socks, and under gar
ments which it contained, In five
minutes the ceremonies were concluded
and we left the receipt Of customs de.
voutly thankful that we were not OF the
wandering tribes of Israel. The whole
scene was decidedly suggestive of land
ing among the French or Austrian offic-
ials and it was with difficulty | realized
that was in an inland American town.
and merely passing from one State Of the
Union to another,
As was seated. after supper, in the
porch of the hotel, enjoying fragrant
Havana, and the cool evening breeze, a
lean, elongated "nauve" approached
me. He had thin. hageard face n
tawnv red Skin: f: and mass Of coarse,
black hair, which fell round bis neck.
ike hemp round mop-handle. His
hutternut clothes were much the worse
for wear, and torn in many places and
the legs Of his pantaloons. which made
no effort to reach the coarse brogans that
encased his feet disclosed a skin SO
scratched and furrowed, that it seen ed
to have been gone over with harrow
| had seen thousands of his class. but
there was a look of such intent widness
in his gray ewes, which moved IN their
sockets with the unsteady glare of wild
beasts. that | involuntarily started and
turned toward him. Seeing my move
ment, he said, in quiet. civil tone
'Howd'ye, Stranger Dye b'long
yere .
No. Sir
B'long ter the army? G wore a
suit of regimental blue, minus the brass
buttons }
No, Sir I'm Peace man
peace man !-Copperhead ? and his
eyes glared a little more tierceIy than be
fore,
No, Sir, not exactly that but l lei
others do the fighting"
Ye does Wall, Sir, you uns is q
cuss ter the kenlry. You orter be druv
out Nv hit The man ihet woant fight
NOR haint fit Ter live
You're right. my friend Sit DOWN
and | motiooed him to vacant chair
besides me. lie continued standing, ev-
identity disinelned to approach any near,
er 70 a man of peace principles. Obser
wing this. | added
You misunderstood me-l'm peace
man, but l fight in my way-with :
pen
Oh ! thet's hit Wall, theln do, e
Won gwo hit powerful strong.
And how do gou fight 2
AIRY how. The Rebs Il tell yov
thct'
But YOU don't wepr the clothes how
is that p
Why. me an twelve right smart un'
hes been beaiin' the bushes-keep'n lh'
deestrct clar but they's CROWD tet
much fur us
I 'Oh ! hushwhacking'
Vas. but | had ter put out l.
gwin inter the army now but mus
sell my mars fust. Dye know who
/ Gov'rnment II pay for a right smar
chunk nv a mar =
"A hundred and five dollars, believe
is tho regular price
''Taiut 'nuif lur mine, They's pow
errul good brutes. an ! must Git more
thet. case my CONAN II hey nothin' else
an she's sickly like
But ii YOU 50 into the army you ca
save some Of your pay for her.
No. | karn't I'll be shot-f Zee
hit--Ise made up my mind ter hit A
ha said this ha seated himself in tn