Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1865-12-13
uRin Arp"


The Chattanooga Gazette is after the
rs5oubtable : Bill" with " sharp stick, :"
in reeard to some illusions made IN his
late letter ON the State of.the country.
The article begins as follows:
The latest aspirant in the arena OF
comic Olitersture has written letter
nub]isbed in the Nashville Republican OF
Sunday. in which he INDUCES in consider
able growing at some things which. do not
suit him in the reconstruction of the coun-
try Perhaps he has right to do it, but
we submit, Bill, that your attempts at
shsrmonizing" are not likely to succeed,
while you are indulging in such terms as
calling the Union men of the South ITO,
ries'' and asiink hearted, fellows" and
the Union men of the North, "Black lie.
publican pups" Because You could not
kill off Your enemies" as fast IS they
were imported, is no reason why you
should keep up an i'll feeling which true
men are striving to smooth down. 10
you expect to better the matter by the
use of such language as this"
The following is the reply to the same,
published in the Rome Courier OF the 9Th
instant:
BILL ARP TO THE EDITOR OF TIE cHATTA-
NooaA GAzETTE.
Gentle Sur: don't think you tote fair.
haven't expressed my lasseratcd feelins
in pubhk but twice since the war. /
dident live in Chattanoogy, and | dident
have no GazeN. For about thres months
you bullied US in yqAr paper to your en-
tire satisfaction. Until MIR. johnson sor-
ter took up for US, you never sent sheet
10 Rome that dident hurt our feelins ard
bore into our hearts like cotton gimlet.
You copied from Yankee papers the
meanest of their SANDER, and it seemed
to be perfectly congenial with your senti-
msuts.
Well. sur, we bore it like an Injun.
We bore it silently and proud. We look
ed a. our desolated land, our lonesome
chimnegs, our grayeyards, where you
unburried our dead and sunk your rifle
pits: wher, you broke to fragments The
iron railing, aud took the very tombstoGes
to put in your Notifications. We read
vour exaltations of Northern bravery and
Southern treason, and we skorned You
from the bottom of our hearts. Now
when of late an humble individual makes
bold to burst his biler and express his
sentiments in two breef letters, you get up
like sanktihed preacher and read him a
publik texture about harnaoN'sin. Gen
tie sur it don't bekum you. When I've in
suited you about 1000 times We will be
even. But don't intend to insult you at
all. Ifyou are an henest man and gen.
erous conquerer, amt after you. When
YOU make .n effort to convince Mr.. Har-
per's Weekly and the black repubjkins
that our people, from General Lee and
Mr.. Davis down to the high privates, are
just as good, and brave, and honorable as
they are, I'll harmonic with you.
But gentle Sur, haven't you spred your
self too fur from home2 What have you
been doin about harmonizin your own
people? Our little burnt city is fast film.
up with your best. citizens. Durin the
war you let em stay, but after the war
they are forced to seeking refuge in
Cherokee Georgy, and there stands your
paper like lampless, fightless beakon on
the shore, and sustains the men and mea-
sures that made em leave. You are seein
em day after day desertin your State, and
you look away off and employ your pen
in lekturin o poor stranger about har-
monizin.
Gentle Sur, shorten your sights. Be-
gin to work on your home concerns or
you'll lose all your best society. They
are welcome here, and we'll all stand by
Elm, but then hav always thought that
every great State ought to have some good
men left in it. Don't you! Gentle Sur,
tote fair.
Not yours, BILL Ahf.