Nebraska advertiser., 1864-02-25
bat this one I can't spare at no price.'


Bailey, for our glorious Confederacy. If
you only knew the sacrifices l have made,
Mr.. Bailey. The starving and freezing
of your wife and children are nothing
compared to them; but the glorious Con.
federacy called, and my patriotism re-
sponded to the cali. Future generations
will remember and bless US, Mr. Bailey.
and we will receive the everlasting graf
Iitude Of our glorious Confederaey. Think
of that, Mr.. Bailey. think Of that.
Mr.. Blife, before bis ppointment, had
been utterly penniless, aad ten times as
mean as he was poor. esequalifcaiions
pot him the appointm ent Of quartermas.
ter; out Of this Office be was. Of course,
stealing fortune. tie bad sacrificed
the Peter Funk businessSzsr r that parsdise
of peculatOrs-a quartermastership.
Mr.. Blife,' said the Squire, with much
feeling. for the. Lords sake don't take
my last airthly support: Don't you see
my children all cryin and carryin on,
because they know they'll be in their
graves afore spring, il you rob me Of
/ Rob- exclaimed Mr.. Bliae, Rercely,
Don't say rob- again, or I'll massacre
your whole nest of traitors. It's because
you're an enemy to our glorious Confed-
eracy that you ere unwilling to sell the
mule at a fair price. l oughtn't to pay
sach as you cent, but I'm a generous
man, and you ought to be thankful to me.
Corporal, ill up the note as / directed
Hold on a minit,' said the Squire. If
that paper is what you are gOin' to give
me, don't spile it by writin' on it. The
blank paper might be of a little use to
me, but the writin' on it never could
You're cursed traitor to our glorious
Confederacy,' said Blife, and he started
to take the mule out of the pen. 1t was
hitehed with halter, and had a broad
cirsingle around it. He unfastened it,
and without deigning another word to
the 'enemy of bis glorious Confederacy'
he was off with ii to seek another farm
er's stables.
Squire Bailey looked sad as he turned
to 90 into the house. and, in the bitter.
ness of his feelings, so for forgot him
self as to 'd-n the glorious COnfede.
racy."
Snugly concealed in Squire Bailey's
closet was Jack Phillips, the up-to-every-
thing Ohio scout. As the Squire entered
the room he called out; "Come out Jack
they've gone. and the internal scoundrels
have stole my mule"
4 told you they would said Jack max
ing his appearance, and if l hadn't In
formed you last night, they'd got all the
rest of 'em that YOU sent off,
That's so Jack; but I'd give hum
dred dollars to have that mule back.
Jack looked steadily at the fire for five
minutes.
What did you say, Squire g
4 said I'd give hundred dollars to get
that mule back; but l 'spose three hun
dred wouldn't get him.
Il don't know said Jack, abstraCtedly,
and he looked in the fire for five minutes
more. Suddenly Jack frightened up, and
said:
'Give me the hundred dollars, Squire,
and III bring you your mule tomorrow
night, or your money shall be returned.
The Squire looked amazed at Jack for
a moment, but seeing he was in earnest,
put FIVE double eagles in his hand. In
few minutes Jack left the house, dressed
in linsey pants, a red wamus, and coon
skin cap.
Next day as Jack was walking leisure
ly up the road, by coincidence, proba-
bly, brought about by himself, he met the
Quartermaster and his men. returning
with the proceeds of the expedition
Jack smiled happy smile, when he saw
Blife behind the rest, leading the Squire's
mule. He walked quietly along until he
came almost opposite the Quartermaster,
when be darted suddenly off the side Of
the road, looking at the mule as if fright
ehed.
Blasted scoundrel ? exclaimed Jack.
'Who! who is blasted scoundred 2
asked the Quartermaster.
'Aint that the mule old Bailey had g
asked Jack, moving still farther out of
his reach.
yes; but who did you say was blast
ed scOundrels' inquired the Qrartermas-
ter, very naturally taking all such COM
pliments to himself.
why, old Bailey, and the mule too,
for that matter, replied Jack.
What's the matter with the mule q
asked Bli6e. whose formet occupation had
not made him much of Judge of live
stock.
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