Urbana union. [volume] (Urbana, Ohio) 1862-1872, 1865-11-22

copperhead, and ak nothing to boot
Let 'em shinny on their own side, and
git over among the folks who don t want
us Reconstructed. There's them news
papers scribIers who slip down to the
edge Of Dizey every a hours, and peep
over at US, on tip toe. Then they run
back a putin and BLOWN with a straight
coat tail, and holler cut, g He amt dead
he amt deadlock out ev'rybody.-
/ I'm jest from thav-seen his toe move
heard him grunt; he's goin to rise again.
Don't withdraw the sojers, but send
down more troops Immediately" And
here's your Harper's Weekley, a headin
all sich-a gassin lies and ISLANDERS in
every issue-makin insultin pikters in
every sheet breedin everlastin discord,
and chawin bigger than ever since we
got litked Wish old Stonewall had
cotch these Harpers at their ferry, and
we boys had knowd they was going to
keep up with this devilment to long
We'd made baptiss of them sertin, pay
roll or no payroll Hurraw for brave
soldier, I say, reb or no reb, yank or no
yank; hurrah for a manly foe and
generous victor-hurrah for side too. I
golly, excuse me, but such expressions
will work their way out sometimes brakes
or no brakes.
But I'm for Mr.. johnson. I'm for all
the JohnsOns-its a bully name. There's
our Governor, who amt goin at dis
count-and there's Andy who is doin
powerful well considerin, and there's the
hero of Shiloh-peace to isnoble ashes
And there's Joe-my bully joe
wouldn't I walk ten miles ofa rainy night
to see them hazel eyes and feel the grip
Of his soldier hand. Didn't my rooster
always flap his wings and crow whenever
he passed our quarters Instinct told
him that he was the true prince, and 1t
would make eny body brave to be nigh
him. like all the Johnsons, even to
Sam-L. G. lie never levied on me if
he could git round it. For twenty years
me and Sam have been workin together
in the justice court I was an eycrlastin
defendant, and Sam, the constable, but
be never sold my property nor skeered
Mrs Arp. Hurraw for the Johnsons !
Well, on the whole, there's a heap of
things to be thankful for. I'm thankful
the war is oycr-lhat's the big thing.
Then I'm thankful aint black repub-
lican pup. I'm thankful that Thad
Stevens and Sumner and Philips, nor
none of Their kin ain't no kin to me. Tn
thankful for the high privilege of hatin
all such I'm thankful I live in Dixcy,
in the State Of Georgy and our Cover
nor's name amt Brownlow. Poor Ten
nessee! I golly, didn't she catch 1T
Andy Johnson's pardons won't DO rebels
much good there. They better get one
from the devil if they expekt it to pass.
Wonder what made Providence aflikt
EN- wit sich cuss.
But 1 can't dwell on sioh a subjekt.-I
It's highly demoralizin and Improbable.
Sweet land of Liberty of thee
could not sing in Tennessee"
But then we've had a circus once
more, and seen the clown play round,
and that makes up for heap of trouble.
In fakt it's the best sign of Reconstruction
I have yet observed. Yourn, hOpin,
Bill ARP.
P S.-And they hawled Grants cabin
thousand miles. Well Sherman's
war horse stayed in my stable one night. |
I went to sell the stall to some Yankee
State Fair. As our people amt the sort
that runs afrer big folks things, the stall
aint more than other stall to me. State
Fairs, it's for sale. suppose that
Harper's Weekley or Frank Lesly will
paint pikter Of it soon, by drawin on
their imagination. B. A.