Dallas herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1849-1873, 1865-01-12

Of truce, by Judge Robert 0uld Commissioner of Elk.
change OF prisoners, aud is sent 10 the Richmond En-
quirer, to be preserved In glorious diurnal, ASA"
has been prisoner OF war for nearly year. aud no
wonder he is getting tired Of " rusticating John
sons Island" His deserves the attention Of the
authorities II wont do to let such trump" 10
"up the spout"
BLOCK /, ROOM l2, JoHNsoR's ISLAND, oHio,
April 26, 1864.
DEAR UNCLE Bon:
fear your head
Has gone thinking am dead
That ico and snow and Doctors arts
Had stoppd the breath of "Asa Hsrtzl
write this in polite lingo,
And ask if you can bring about
Some certain means to get me out?
Hav' mt you got Fed raj "Maje"
Now resting in some Dixie cage,
Who longs to see his loving marin,
Or visit once again his farm;
Or gaze upon his garden sass"
Or see once more his bright-eye'd lass?
Hav'nt you one of these, | say,
Whom you would like 10 swap away,
For me, a man Of vim--of "parts -
Swap him, in short, for "Asa Iiarz?"
I've been here, now, almost rear,
And sigh for liberty so dear
I've tried by every means know
TO bid this Isle fond adieu; gate
Dug holes scaled walls, passed through the
With Yankee cap upon my pate,
And when went out on the ice,
And thought Id got away SO nice.
met blue coat in my route,
Who quickly made me face about;
March'd me, with diaboiic grin,
Back to the gate, and turned me inl
I've swallow'd every rumor strange,
That had word about exchanges
Grew fat with joy, and lean with sorrow
Was sup" to-day, and "down tomorrow!
Implored with earnestness Of soul,
10 be released upon parole
Wrote Ben. F. b. a spicy letter
And told him he could not do better
than let me out for thirty days.
read his answer in amaze
He said that 'thingsH were mixed up now,
In such way, he knew not how
The favor that asked about
Could well he granted Had no doubt
That "things" woul soon be so arranged
That all of us would be exchanged.
That ended it, | wrote to Prentice,
Who several times has kindly lent his
Purse and name to those who chance
Aud "pomp and glorious circumstance,
Had sent TO rusticate awhile,
Within the "pris--on Johnson's Isle"
Well, George D. wrote to Gen. Terry,
Commandant here, good man, very
And told him if he'd let me out
For thirty days, or thereabout,
He'd take me down into Kentucky
See that didn't "cut my lucky
Wonld go my bail in any sum-
That when they wanted me--FD COME.
Gen. Terry wrote him back
That he must walk the beaten track
al really thought" said he, "you knew it,
That Stanton, and he alone, can do itP'
Thus ended that plan---Ive no doubt
That I'm almost gone up the spout,
Unless you can devise some means
To give me change Of air and scenes,
BY special swap.
Now, Uncle Bob,
Re patient with me Do not rob
Me of the hope fondly cherish
Do not leave me here to perish
I've shufiied, cut the cards, and dealt
Have played my bower, (its loss ls felt
More than rhe loss of filthy lucre,
Please play my hand--save me the euchre
And when your latest breath departs,
You'll be bewailed by CASA HARTsP
P.s.
When you, in answering this, shall write,
Address me-" Major Geo. Mcknight,
Pris. war" Be cautious, very,
And add on" care Gen. Terry"