Sioux City register. [volume] (Sioux City, Iowa) 1858-1871, 1865-10-28
NUMBER 81.

heavy in my family shure. hated my.
self SO bad once that all the hair come
of my head, and the man drowned HIM
self in a hog waller that night I kould
do it agin, but you see I'm trying to har-
monte, to acquiesce, to become kahn and
screen.
Now, I suppose that, poetikally speakin,
In Dixie's fall
We sinne1 all.
But talkin the way see it, big Teller
and little feller, 50 called, got into a fte.
and they fout aud fout and fout a long
time, and every body all round, kept hol.
Ierin hands of, but KEEP helpin the big
Teller, until finally the little teI.er coved
! in and hollered enuf. He made bully
| fte | tell you, 1elah. Well, what did the
big teller dc? take him by the hand and
help him up, and brush the dirt IF his
! clothes? Nary time No, sur But he
kicked him arter he was down, and throwd
mud on him, and drug him about, AMI
subbcd sand in his eyes, and now he's
/ g"ine about Luutin up his poor little prop
erty. Wants to confscate it, SO called
B.ame my jacket if it ain. cnut t. mako
your bead swim.
But I'm a good Union man, SO called.
amt a5wine to fife no more shans
vote for the next war. amt no guer-
! rilia I've done took the oath, and I'al
! gwIne to keep it, but as for my bein sub.
| juga,ed and hunlyated, and algamatcd,
and enerva,e1, as Mr.. Chase says, it amt
| so, nary time. | amt ashamed Of no,hin,
neither, amt repentin, amt akin for no
one horse, short windcd pardon Nobody
needn't be p!ayln priest around me. I
amt got no $50 600. Wish | had Id
give !: g he poor :::.!c-s aud orfns. Id
tatten my own uumeris and interesting Of.
! spring, IN ABOUT two minits and a half
! Tney shou:dn'. eat roofs and drink branch
water no longer. Poor, unfortunate things!
| to come into this subj Jonarp world at SIGH
time. There ! or Of EN- that never
had poke. knife, nor a piece of cheese,
nor a :eesin
SO it goes, Artemus, and to my mind
if the whole thing was stewel down i.
would make about half pint Of humbuy
We had good men, great men. christian
men, who thought we was right, and ma
ny of them have gone to the undiscovered
country. and have got a pardon as is a
pardon. When die, I'm nifty willn to
risk myself under the shadow of their
wings, whether the climate be hot or cold
50 mote it be. Se'ah
Well, may be Nv said cnur. But don't
feel easy yit. I'm a good union man,
ser'n and shure. I've had my breeches
died blue, and I've got blue bucket, and
| very often feel oIue, and about twice ia
while 60 TO the doggery and git blue,
and then look up TO the blue serulean
heavens aud sin the melancholy choryus
.! the Blue tai ed Fly. I'm doing my
dUrndest to harmonze and think | could
, " hen ! see bach-guard g0in around
the streets with gun on his shoulder,
why right then, for "A few minutes, hate
toe whole Yankee nation. Jerusalem.
how my blood biles. The institution what
was handed down 10 US by The heavenly
ksngdom o. Massach oosets now put over
It's with powder and ball Harmonic the
devil! Amt We human beings? Amt
We got eyes aud ears and fecIin and think
in? Why, the whole of Afrlky has come
to town, women and children and babies
and balloons and Il l. 4 man can tell
h ..T it is 10 the city be the smell bet.
ter than the mile post. They wont work
for us and they won't work for themselves
and they will perish to death this winter
as sure as the devil is hog, SO called
They are now baskin in the summers
! sun, lIvin on roastin ears and freedom,
| with nary idee that winter will cum agin,
or that castor oil and sats cost money
sum OF EN-, 100 gears old, are within
around ab0u, gon to kaylldge. The
truth is, my friend, somebody's badly
fooled about this bin 81. Sumb0dy has
drawd the elefant IN the lottery, and don't
! know what 10 do with him. He's lust
thrown his snout about loose, and by-and-
. by he'll hart sumbody These meyers
viii have to 30 back to the plantations
aud work. amt agon 10 support nary
o:e OF EN-, and when yoa hear ANYBODY
say so, you tell 'em Ats a lie, so called
golly, amt got nuthin to support my
self on. We tout ourselves cut of every-
thing exceptin children and land, and |
suppose the lanl are to be turned over to
the nggers for grave-yaris.
Well. my freud dnn't want much
ain ambitious as used to was. You all
have got your shows and monkeys and
sirkusses and brass bands and Origins, and
can play on the PETROLEUM and the harp
Of a thousand strings, and so on; bat Nv
only got one favor to ask Of you. want
enuf powder to kill a big yalier stump
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