The weekly north Iowa times. [volume] (McGregor, Iowa) 1857-1867, 1864-03-23

dinks much about DE- war und de draft
und de rebls, and all desc dings. l dinks
about 'em more as about anydings else
Sometimes sets mits myself all day on
de front stoop, und schmokes upd drinks
hard cider, und does nothing else only
drink Den my wife she giGs the de
teufel for drinking so much, und ses | vos
peter 60 und see after Jacop, our hired
man, und not bodder my head NIT M Ore
as can understand. But tells her wha,
shall vomens know about war? better she
goes and mindts Ter own business.
drublcs myself more about. Abraham as
about Jacop.
Ven gifts tired init drinking on my wn
stoop, | goes down to Hans Butterfoos'
tavern, und drinks dere, und tells my
obinion, und some oder one tells his obin-
ion, und we makes him out togeddcr De
oder day begins de draft. Dat bOdder me
agin. Some goes in for de draft, mostl,
dem as is too old, und won't be took dem
self; some goes agn de draft, und some
don't know vich way to goes, but only goes
roundt und roundt, und gets boddercd like
dam so as do.
But nefer mind, dinks I must find dis
ding out, und down goes to Hans Butter
foos und hears de fellcss bio. don't make
notin nit dat; dey all bios some oder way J.,
und | doh't dink dey haf him rite in dere
own mindts. So begins und questchum;
and says to Bill Puffenshtock
"Vot you dink Won de draft, dat it is rite?"
And says Bill, "No, dinks it amt rite {"
Veil, don't believes him; cause he
sheated me vonce NIT plind mare he sells
on me. So I dries again und shpeaks nit
Fritz Hook. nshplicer.
Fritz" ses, vot do you dinks Won de
draft, cf it is rite or not ?"
Und Fritz he says dat he "dinks it is
shuSt as it ought to be-"
Bnt don't believes him neder, cause he
run against me last year for de peace of
shustice, und dey make him de peace-dat
IS de shustice. And he ish no more good
for shquires as my old cat. So gifs up
askin somebody, and make him out myself.
dinks in dis shtyle de reason dey 90
init de draft, is becos dey want sogers. Er
dey don't get no sogers den dey can't bring
on de war. Ell dey don't bring on de war
den dey don't lick de rebils. Ef dey don't
licks de rebils, den rebels hicks dem. Ef
dc rebils licks dem, den we all 90 to ter
tuyful. OATS pooty straight. SO much.
Now | must dink of some more; vot is
de next ding? dinks dat's all rite but
now SHOPS, someding else comes doe
Let the sees-Oh yes; drei hundred dollars
-dat's de dIng-dey all bios about de drei
hundred dollars. dnks so myself. Drei
hundred dollars don't licks de- rebils no
more as drei hundred cents. Vots de good
NIT dollars? Peter good smart soger,
like my Shorge; he licks de rebils more as
six undred dollars; yaw. Now knows
more as Bill Putfenshtock und Fritz Hook.
ensplicer, both togedder. We want de So
gers, not de money. OATS where de bod
der is. We purity soon makes money
enough; but paper sogers is only goot NIT
wooden guns, so when de draft comes und
ven men says here is drei hundred dollars,
shtays pehindt and don't fight dc rebils,
den if was dc draft takes dat man py
his preeches und say 60 to de tuyfel NIT
your dollars, und come along nit me like
some oder man as has got no dollars, und
don't want to 60 sogern so bad as not you
do, den pretty soon gifts so much as |
wants; dat's my idears. tells my olt vo-
man if dey drafts me goes myself. TO
be sure, don't dink dey will, cause am
as more as fifty years but neler mind.
should 60 a long while, like my Shorge,
only deres two dings don't like, one is the
marchin und de oder is de fiten! | soone"
marches down to Hans Bufertoos und
fights dere. Eff Shelf Davis GENES dere on
me, gifs him dam, you peter pelevs; but
ct goes to Richmond, maybe Shelf Davis
he gives me dam. So anyhow, l shtays
home. De oder day, my Shorge he comes
back NIT furlow He is so much corpo.
raj as ever vas, und | shpeaks NIT him
about desc dings, und gifts you now what
he Ses:
"Shorge," asks him, "you've bin nit
de rebils and nit de army, und NIT OFT Abe,
and desc fellers, vot you dinks of dis draft
dat all de beeple bios about!'
Und he says to me: 'Oh, tunder !"
Well dats his obinions. Maybe he shall
know Something's to. He's pretty shmart
since he goes for soger. He shwears like
a man six foot high, und calls ,nudder, colt
voman," und he calls me "cap," und he
kisses der gals, und he calls Jacop dam.
fool" dinks he gets some high offs be.
fore de war is gone.
GoTTLIEB KLoRBERYoss.