Charles City intelligencer. [volume] (Charles City, Floyd County, Iowa) 1864-1866, 1865-04-20
coFrs-Pondenco Of The Charles City InieIligoncer.
Letter from the Oil Regions.

VERNON, TRUMBULL Co., ONO,
March 20, 1865. :
FRIEND HILDRErH Your cores
pondent veritably believes he "goes
bobbing around" On the 14th ult.,
with very long bow, elongated,
rcceded from the shades of the Iowa
State University, crossed the Father
Of Waters, and went Eastward no."
Arriving in Chicago next morning, and
halting at the Sherman House, I met
there what l did not believe could be
found on this earth, more deceitful
uncertainty than Geo B. Mcclellan,
a Mr.. Doctor Somebody, who occupied
the elegant and spacious parlors Of the
Sherman and Metropolitan Hotels. BY
presto, change" laying on Of hands
and various manipulations he was cur
ing all the ills which flesh is heir to-
Such matted mass Of broken down
humanity as surrounded, filled, jam
med and ran over those rooms |
never saw before. There were two
policemen at the bottom and two at
the top of the stairs leading to the
doctors head quarters, to keep in or
der the crowd that constantly besieg-
ed them from morning until night. So
great was the rush for an audience
with the doctor that individuals had to
take turns just as persons do when
getting mail at a city post-office. The
old fellow, seated in the center Of the
room, would say nothing nor do moth
ing but pass his hands for about four
minutes over the faces of the patients
and then order them to move on their
way rejoicing! Human nature is
marvellous institution. You may well
imagine was astonished to see many
of those cripples, mutes, palsied and
rheumatic persons, jump, bound, yell
and cry in ecstasies of joy as they left
the doctor, declaring themselves cured.
I naturally bolted, and went away,
firmly of the opinion that pandemoni-
um was being evacuated and coming
up through the parlor rooms of the
first class hotels in Chicago. But, to
my hard shelled brethren who spin
around on the acute angle of cold water,
don't get alarmed for the orthodoxy Of
my faith. You will all please take
note, that l do not pretend just where
or how the truth may be. l only tell
the truth as twas seen by me.
1t used to be an ancient custom for
Christian travellers, departing from an
ungodly city, to shake the dust from
their feet but l would like to see, in
these modern days, the person who
has the muscular strength to kick the
mud from his boots when leaving Chi
cago. l tried it, and didn't do it. So,
on Thursday, March 18th, strictly OBJ
serving the scriptural injunction, that
he who is filthy let him be filthy STILL"
| took seats in the car saloons of the
S. NJ. & n. l. railroad, and the whirl,
hum and buzz of its wheels carried me
rapidly to this place. my old home and
native town. Imet with nothing spe-
cially interesting on the route, unless
it be that l escaped falling a victim
to one of those railroad murders which
General Superintendents delight to
dish up in these latter days for the
comfort of the travelling public.
While waiting at way station in this
State, to make connection, l fell into
social conversation with one of these
native, chiselled chined, pointed nosed,
guessing, swapping, cider watering
Yankees and to show to your Wes-
tern readers the questioning process
they must go through, should they ev.
er visit these parts, l have preserved
for the columns of your paper my min
utes of the conversation l had with
him. also relate the conversation to
impart to your Eastern readers some
Iowa information. Ny restless, cat.
eyed companion observed, a
Going to have Spring, Mister?"
Should not wonder, if the present
stock of weather holds out" Fl,
"You don't live in these quarters,
stranger
"You talk, sir, like man well post
ed" NJ '.'' .... 81"
"Where do you hail from, stranger p
"Iowa." A
"wal, dew tell. That ere, is be
tween the waters Of the Mississippi
and Missouri rivers" "
"Your knowledge of geography
could scarcely be improved"
"What kind of looking country
is it?" 81 f.t
Creation did much for IL. No where
else under the wide canopy Of heaven
has nature developed herself with such
rare beauty and exquisite loveliness
as in the high tabled prairie lands. and
river belted forests of Iowa."
"Soil rich 7"
| "Never since Jonah swallowed the
whale has richer soil been discovered
"Get land there, suppose, for how
much h?n