The Idaho world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1864-1918, 1864-11-12
MAI. JACK DOWNING'S LETTERS
ON THE WAR.
Go5vERsMrNr RUN THE WRONG WAY.


GOVERNMENT RUN THE WRONG WAY.
Ses |, Kernel, this government amt out
of order, as Seward and Chase kontend.
They are only tryin to run it the wrong way
that's what makes all the trubbil. oRce
had thrashin machine, and | sold it to cid
Jim Dumbutter, an after he got it he said it
warn't good for nothin-that it wouldn't run,
&c. So | went over to see it, and VOW eff
he didn't have the machne all rong eend
foremist. went to work at it, an after lit
tie vile, it went off like grease, jest as slick
as whistle. You see, old Dumbutter didn't
understand the machine; an therefore he
couldn't make it go. Now sez |, Kernel,
our Constitushin is Dimmycratic machine,
an its got to be run as a Dimmycratic ma
chine or it won't run at ALL Now, you see,
Seward is tryin to run it on bis higher law
principle, but it Warn't made for that and
the conscience is, the thing is pretty nigh
smashed up WAL ses Linkin, things do
look kinder dark. I don't know whar we will
come out, but guess I'll issoo proclama-
shin for the ministers to pray for US. Per-
haps they will do some good Ses /, Kerr
mel, that reminds me of old Elder Doolittle,
who cum along the road one day rite by whar
old Sol Hopkins, very wicked old sinner,
was hoein corn. The season was late, an the
corn was nifty slim. Sez the Elder: Mr..
Hopkins, yeHr corn is not very forward this
year. No, its monstrous poor, ses Hopkins,
ian guess I shan't have half CROP Wall
ses the Elder Mr.. Hopkins, you ought to
pray to the Lord for good crops; perhaps He
will hear you. Wal, perhaps he will, and
perhaps He won't ses old SOL but IIl be
darned eff I don't beleave that this corn needs
manure a tarnal sight more than it does
prayia for New ses l, I4inken, think
think think This country is something like old
Hopkinses corn. 1t needs craftsmanship a
good deal more than pfayin for Linken
, didn't appear to like the observashin of mine
much, for he turned the subject, and he amt
5l.xed me what it was best to do with the nig-
gers sence.
sPoRE ABOUT A COON.
The Major says that Seward, after the State
elections of 1862, claimed to be Democrat,
and he relates how he hit "the Premier" off
as follows:
4 Jest little while after breakfast, who
should cum in but Seward He lsdnt hard
Z ly spoken to me since blowed him for alter.
] in the Kernels Constitushnal Teliskope, but
his mornin he was perlite an clever as he
could be. Ses he, Majer, the elecshin news
is good, an our party is successful Ses /,
Mr.. Seward, don't understand you. why,
Major ses he-an he put on one of the
queerest smiles ever seen on mans face
don't you know have turned Dimmycratr p
Ses /, you don't say so.' Yes ses he, I'm
a Dimmycrat no, an no mistak-' The Kernel
looked as if thunder had struck him. wal,
seg I, Mr.. Seward, that reminds me of q
story, as the Kernel would say WAL ses
he, Majer, what is il? always like to hear
your stories. They are so pat WAL ses
=. I'd bby this will turn out a little patter
AN you like but howsoever, as I never
~ agsod story for acquaintance sake,
AAS Once on aStime, it is said, an old
but one night to get some fodder
otNcorn6elds, an did not return to
sfs It'll near mornin. Wen he got
num "a skunk had taken possession of
lis e went up, an ses he, Who's
hers skunk replied, A coon.' Are
on Yes, saif the skunk, I'm a |
0ons' said the you don't look