Abbeville press. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1860-1869, 1865-11-03

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scrulean heavens and sing the melancholy
cl,oryas of tho Blue. tailed Fly. I'm doug
my durhdcst 10 harmonize, aud think |
could succeed if it wasent for sum things
WGen see n blackguard going round the
streets with u gun on Oh his shoulder, why
right then, for a few .minils, hate the
whole 4a'rky nation. Jerusalem, how my
blood hilos. The institution what was
handed down to us by the heavenly king.
t.om Of Massachusetts, nov put over us
will, powder and ball! Narmonize the.
devil! Ain'L we human beings7 Amt
we got eyes and enrs aud feelin and thnkin?
Why the whole of Alriky has come to
town, women aud children, aud babies and
balloons and all. "A man can tell how fur
it is 10 the city 'by the smell Lstter than
the mile post. They won't work for us,
and they wont work for themselves, and
they'll perish to death this winter as shore
as the devil is hog, so called. They are
now haskin in the summers sun, liyiu on
roastin. ears and freedom, with nary idce
That the winter will cum agiu, or that cas-
tor oil and salts cost money. Some of 'em
a hundred years old, are wlinin around
about goin To kawlidge. The truth is, my
friend, SOMEBODY'S badly fooled obout this
bizness. Sumbody has drawed the elefant
i'll this lottery, and dort know what to do
with Kim. He's jest tlIrowu Lis snout about
loose, and by.and-by hell hurt sumhody.-
These viggers will have to 60 back to the
plantations and work. amt goin to sup.
port nary ono'of 'em, and when you hear
anybody say say so, you tell 'em "its lie,"
so-eaNed. l golly, ain't got nuthn to
support myself OH. We fout ourselves out
of everything except children and land,
and suppose tho land are to be turned
over to the negroes for graveyards.
Well, my friend, don't want much.
amt ambitious as ! used to was. You all
have got your shows and monkeys and
sirkusses and brass bands and organs, aud
can play on the petr, yum and the harp of
thousand strings, and so on, but I've only
got one favor to ak of you. want enuf
powder to kill big yaller stump tail dog
that prowls rounds my'premises at night.
Pom honor, wont shoot anything blue or
black or mulalter. Will you send it9
Are you and your foaks SO skeered of me
and my foaks, that you won't let US have
any amynisl'un Are the squirls and
crows and black raccoons TO eat up our
poor little corn patchesa Are the wild
turkeys to gohble all round us with impu-
nity4 Ifa mad:dog takes the hiAerfoby, is
the whole community to run itselft to death to
get out Of the way2 Igolly! it looks like
your pepul had Tux the rebeIfoby for good,
and never gVine to git over it. See
here, my friend, you NUT send me little
powder and ticket to your show, and me
and you wi la,monize, sertin.
With these few remarks Think I feel
better, and hope baint made nobody filiu
mad, for Tn not on that line at this time.
I am trooIy your friend-all present or &C
counted for. Bull ARP, so.called.
P. S.-Oli man Harris wanted to buy
my fiddle the other day with Confederik
money. He said it would be good agin.
lie says that Jim Funderbuk told him that
Warren's Jack had seed man who had
just cum from Virginny, aud he sed a man
told his cousin Mandy that Lee had whip.
ped 'em ogin. Old Harris says thasa fsl-
ler by the name Of Mack CT Million is com.
ing over with million of men. But nev-
er,heless, notwithstanding, somehow or
somehow else, I'm DUBIOUS about the money.
If yuu was me, Artemus, would you make
the fiddle trade2 B.A.