Clarksville weekly chronicle. [volume] (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1865-1867, 1865-11-17
E Old Series, les No. 20.

be dog, or a black republican pup7 Because he
amt hangin Of us, ia il necessary to be plain hin
ocrit around the foot stool. of power, and makir
out like he was the greatest man in the world
and We was the greatest sinners9 Who's sorry
Who's repentin 2 Who amt proud of our people
Who loves our enemies Nobody but a burned
sneak | say let EN- hang and be hanged 10 EN-
before I'd beg 'em for grace. Whar's Sokrates
whars Gator But il Andy holds his own. tht
countrys safe, provided these general apemblys
and snods, and Bishops conventions will keen
the devil and Browlow tied Here's passei oI
siink hearted felers who played tory Jest to dodge
bullitis or save property, now a howlin about for
ofts--want everything bekause they was for the
Union. They was for themselves that's ALI ibev
was for, and they aint koin 10 Git the ofises
neither. Mr. johnson amt got no more respek
for 'em than have We want TO trade EN- or.
~ hoky, we'll give two of 'em for one COPPER.
head, and ak nothin 20 boot. Let 'em shiuny ON
their own side, and get over among the folks who
don't want us Reconstructed. There's then,
newspaper scriblers who slip down to the edge of
pixey every "a hours, and peep over at us on tip
toe. Then they run back putin and BLOWN with
strait coat tail. and boiler out aIie amt dead
be amt deadlock out everybody. I'm Just
from thar--seed his toe move-heard him grunt
he's goin to rise again. Don't withdraw the SOL
jiers, but send down more, troops immegeately.
And here's your Harpers WeekLg headin all
sich-a gassin lies and ISLANDERS in every issue
maxim insulting pkters in every sheet--breedin
everlastin discord, and chawn bigger than ever
since we got licked. Wish old Stenewsll had
cotch these Harper's at their ferry, and we boys
had known they was goin to keep up this devil
ment so long. We'd made baptists Of them GER
tain, payroll OF no PAYROLL Hurraw for brave
soldier, say, reb or no reb, yank or no yank;
hurraw for manly foe and a generous victor
hurraw for our side too, golly excuse me, but
sich expressions will work their way out some
times, brakes or no brakes 'ai,-s r,as fe,i /.
But I'm for Mr.. Johnson. I'm for all the john
son's--its bully name. There's our Governor
who amt goin at a dscount--and there's Andy,
who is doin powerful well consderin, and there's
the hero of Shiloh--peace to his noble ashes.
And there's Joe-my bully Joe-wouldnt !
walk ten miles of rainy night to see them hazel
eyes and feel the grip Of his soldier hand. Didn't
my rooster always clap his wings and crow when
ever he passed our quarters2 instinct told him
that he was the true prince and it would make
anybody brave to be nigh him. I like all John
sons, even to Sam--L. G. He never levied on me
If he could get round it For 20 years me and
Sam have been working together in the justice
court. / was an everlasting defendant, and Sam
the Constable, but he never sold my property nor
skeered Mrs. Arp. Hurraw for the JohnsonsI z s1
Well, on the whole, there's heap of things to
be thankful for. I'm thankful the war is over
black republican pup. I'm thankful that Thad
Stevens and Sumner and Phillips nor none of their
kin amt no kin to me- I'm thankful for the high
privilege of hating all such. I'm thankful I live
in Dixey, in the State Of Georgy, and our Cover
nor's name amt Brownlow. Poor Tennesseei i
golly, didn't she catch it,, Andy Johnsons par
dons won't do rebs much good there. They better
get one from the devil if they expect it to pass
Wonder what made Providence afict 'em with such
a cuss. tN
But can't dwell on sch subject. Its highly
demoralizin and improbable. li ' go ,a7i1
"Sweet land of Liberty, of thee 7g 20 q
Ia, Il could not sing in Tennessee" . ,.-,,
But then we've had circus once more and seen
the clown play round, and that makes up for a
heep Of trouble. In fact it's the best sign Of re-
konstrukton 1have yit observed. sj' 40 9iidrf1
g-r Yourn, hopin, 1,a siT BILL ARP. o
p. Sand they ,hawled Grants cabin a thou
sand miles. Well Sherman's war horse stayed
in my stable one night want to sell the stall to
some yankee State Fair. AS our people amt the
sort that runs after big folk things the stall amt
no moro than any other stall to me. State Fairs
it's for sale. l suppose that Harper's Weekly or
Frank Lesiy win paint pikter Of it soon, by
drawin on their imagination. a b. A.