The evening Argus. [volume] (Rock Island, Ill.) 1861-1871, 1865-11-17

don as is a pardon. When / die, Pm nifty
williu to risk myself under the shadow of
their wings, whether the climate be hot or
cold. So mote it be. Selah.
Well maybe I've said enuf But don't feel
easy Wit Pm good Union man certain and
and shure. I've had my brooches died Nne, and
I've got a H9e bucket, and very often feel Has,
and about twice in while go TO the doggery
and git blue, and then look up at the Sue serene
heavens and sing The melancholy chorus of the
Blue tailed Fly. Tn doing my durndest to hsr-
monize, and think l could succeed If it wasent
for sum things. When see a black guard goin
round the the streets with gun on his shoulder,
why, right then, for few minutes, hate the
whole Yanky nation. Jerusalem, how my blood
biles. The Institution what was handed down to
US by the the heavenly kingdom of Massachu-
sets, is now put over US with powder aud ball
Harmonic the deavili Amt we human beings?
Amt we got eyes and and feelings and
thinkin Why the whole of Afriky has come to
town, women and children and babies and ba-
boons and all. A man can tell how fur tbs to the
city by the smell better than the mile post
They wont work for Us and they wont work for
themselves, and they'll perish TO death as certain
as the devil is a hog, so-callsd They are now
baskin in the summer sun, Twin roastin ears
and freedom with marry idee that winter will
cum agn, or that castor oil and salts costs mon
ey. Sum of 'em a hundred years old are whInin
around about goiu TO kollidge. The truth is, my
| friend, sumbodys badly fooled in this biznis.--
Sumbody has drawd the elefant in their lottery,
and don't know what to do with him. He's just
THROWN his snout about loose, and by-and-by
he'll hurt sumbody. These niggers will have to
| go back to the plantations and work. | amt
| goin to support nary one Of 'em' ana wien you
| hear any body say you tell 'em ''its lie" so
| called golly, amt got nothin to support my
| self on. We fault ourselves out OF everything ex-
cept children and land, and suppose the land is
| to be turned over to nggers for graveyards.
j
| bishus as | used to Was Y GU all have got your
| shows, and monkeys, and sirkuses, and brass
/ bans, and Origins, aud can play on the petroleum
| and harp of thousand strings, and so OF, but
| Eve only got one favor to AK OF you. want
/ enuf powder to kill big yalier stump-tail dog
| that prowls round my premises at night Pom
| honor | wont shute at anythin blue, black oI
mulatter Will you send its Are yure foaks SC
skeered of me and my foaks that you wont let u,
| have any amynshun? Are squirls and crow!
| and black raccoons To cat up our poor little corr
patchesg Are the wild teIkeys TO gobble al
| round Us with impunerty? If Il mad dog take
the hyderfoby, is the whole communerty to ruI
| itself to death to get out of the way? goly
II looks like peepul had all tux the rebelfob,
for good, and was never gwine to git over it
See here my friend, you must send me a it'll
powder and a ticket TO your show, and me ant
| you will harmonic scrtin.
! With these few remarks think feel better
aud hope amt made NOBODY ntln MAD, Tor In
not on that line at this time. ! am trooly yor
frend-all present or accounted for.
BILL ARP, ocaleI
p Sod man Harris wanted to buy my lid
die the other day with cOntederick money. II
said it would be good asin. lie says that JIu
Funderbuk told him that Warrsn's Jack had see
u man who had just cum from Nirginny, and
sed man told his cousin Mandy that Lee ha,
whipped EN- dgi,s. Old Harris says that felle
by the name OF Mack Z. Million il coming witt
| a million OF men. But nevertheless, notwith
sIandin, somehow, somehow else, I'm dubu
| about The money. If you me, Artemus
| would YOU make the fiddle traGeS Il. 4.