The weekly standard. (Port Gibson, Miss.) 1865-1867, 1865-12-02

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But freedom is big thing. HurraH
for freedoms buro! Sweet land of lib
erty, of thee I don't sing! But its all
right. I'm for freedom myself. No
body wants any more slavery. If the
J abohshunists had let us alone, we would
have fixed it up right long time ago,
and we can fix it up now. The buro
amt fixed it, and it amt goin to. 1t
don't know anything about it. Our
people have got heap more feelin for
the poor niger than any aboishunist.
We are as poor as Job, but III bet q
dollar we can raise more money in
Rome to build a niger church than
they did In Bostown. The papers say
that after goin round for 8 weeks, the
Bostown Christians raised thirty-seven
dollars to build nigger church in Sa-
vannah. They are powerful on theory
but devlish scarce in practice.
| But its no use talkin. Everybody
will know by waitin who's been foold,
Mr.. johnson says he's gwine to expert
ment, that's all he can do now--its all
anybody can do. Mr.. Johnson 8 head o
level I'm for him, and everybody
ought to be for him-only he's power
full slow about some things amt o
worshippin him. he never made me.
hear folks hollerin hurraw for Andy
johnson, and the papers say OIL he's
for us, he's all right, he's our friend.
Well, spose he is, hadn't he ought to
be2 Did you expekt him to bea dog,
or black republican pup. Because
he amt hangin of us, is it necessary
|. to be playin hipercrit, around the foot
stool of power, and maxim out like he
was the greatest man in the world, and
we was the greatest sinnerss Who's
sorry? Who's repentinf Who amt
proud ofour people9 Who loves our
enemies2 Nobody but durn sneak, I
say let 'em hang and behanged to 'em.
before I'd beg 'em for grace. Whar's
! Sokrates? whar's Gator But if Andy
holds his own the country's safe, provi-
ded these general assembly and sinods
and Bishops conventions will keep the
devil and Brownlow tied. Here's a
parcel of slink hearted fellers who play
| ed tory just to dodge bullitts or save
property, now howlin about for offs
want everything bekause they was
for Union. They was for themselves,
that's ali they was for, and they amt q
goin to get the Offices neither. Mr..
johnson amt got no more respek for
'em than I have. We want to trade
EN- of. BY hoky wen give two Of 'em
for one Copperhead, and AK nothin to
boot-Let 'em shinny on their own
side, andgit over among the folks who
don't wantus rekunstruckted. There's
them newspapers scribblers who slip
down to the edge of Dixie every "a
hours, and peep over atus. on tip toe
Then they run back putin and blow
in with strait coat tail, and holler
out "He amt dead-he amt dead
look out ey'rybody. I'm just from thar
seed his toe move--heard him grunt;
he's going to rise again. Don't with.
draw the soljers, but send down more
troops immegeately." And here's your
Harper's Weekly headin al sich-a
gassin lies and SANDERS In every issue
maxim insultin pikturs in every sheet
breedin everlastin discord, and chawin
bigger than ever since we got licked.
Wish old Stonewall had kotch these
Harpers at their ferry, and we boys
had knowd they was goin to keep up
this divilment so long. We d made.
qabtists Of them sertin, payroll or no
payroll. Hurraw for brave soldier,
I say, reb or no reb, yank or no yank;
hurraw for q manly foe and a generous
victor-hurraw for our side too. Igol-
ly excuse me, but sich expressions viii
work their way out sometimes, brakes
or no brakes. i
But I'm for Mr. johnson. I'm for
all the Johnsons--it,s bully name
There's our Governor, who amt goin
at disoount-and there's Andy who
is doin powerful well considerin, and
there's the hero of Shiloh--peace tohis
noble ashes.
And there's Joe-my bully joe
wouldn't walk ten miles of rainy
night to see them hazel eyes and feel
the grip of his soldier hand2 Diden't
my rooster always clap his wings and
crow whenever be passed our quarters?
Instinct told him he was the true
prince and it would make anybody
brave to be nigh him. like al the
Johnsons, even to Sam-L G. He
never levied on me if he could git