The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1866-02-14
Letter from Bill Arp. D, ~
ATLANTA, May %, 1864.

invaders cannot travel, nor their pontoon
bridges phEoat. II Mr.. Shakespeare were cor
) rect when he.writ that sweet are the Jnlce OF
adverSitY, =" then it are reasonable to suppose
: that me and my fcaES and many others must
have sweetuiD to, spare. When a man is
aroused in. the deQ OF night, ard smells the
approach Of the lOwliUvader when he feels
konstraiued TO change his base and bekum a
runagee from his home, eaYin behind him all
i, those necessary things which hold body and
soul together when he looks, perhaps the
last time, uponhis lovely home whore be has
- been FOR many delightful Fears raisin children
and chickens, strawberries and peas, lie soap
: and inyaRS, and all sicb luxuries Of this sub
- lunary life; when he inaagineS every onusnal
sound: to be the crack his unearthiy doom !;
when from slch ipAuer ces he begins digni-
9 fed retreat, but soon is konstrained to leave
., the diguity behind, and git away without re-
: gard to the order of his going-if there is any
3 sweet iuice in the like If that, haven't been
q able to see it--No, Mr.. Editur, Sich scenes
never happened in Bill Shakespeer's day, or
he wouldent have writ that line.
| don't know that the lovely Inhabitants Of
your butiful ,sity need any four~ arnins to
cur vessel wrecked !; but for fear they shoald
Z publik a brief allusion 70 some of the painful
,~sirk kumStanceS which lately okkurred IN the
= regions of the eternal city. .-. -~
- Not many days ago, the everlastin Yankees
Cmay they live always.wken the devil gifts euO
made violent assault upon the shty of the
- hiIls-the eternal Sitty, where hundred years
the Iniun rivers have been blendln their wa
ters peacefully 6ogether-where Chocktaw
children built their hutter mills, and toyed
. with frogs and tadpoeS, while these n'ajeStlk
streams were but little spring branches, a
bab6lin along their sandy beds. For 3days
> and nights our galyunt troops had beat, back
:, the fowl invader, AID saytd orr pullets from
their dev .urin Jaws: For 8 days and nights
/. we bade farewell to every fear, lUxuriatln up
on the triumph of our arms, and the sweet
Juices of our Strawberries and cream. For 3
:. days &ad nights fresh oops rom the south
( poured into our, streets shouts that made the
.welkin>r ring and the turkey bumps rise. all
over lhess flesh Of our people. We telt that
81 Roine,was Safe-sekure againSt the assaults
Of the world, the flesh and the devil, which
last individUai.are supposed to be that horde
: offo@l invaders, who are seeking to phlauk
US out.of both bread and existence.
go But alas for human hOLes! Man that is
born Of women (and there are no other sort
that know ot) has but few days that amt
full of trouble. Altho the troops did shout,
:. altho their brass bound musk sweed upon
s,the gale, altho the turkey bumps rose as the
8 Welkin rung, aLtho the commanding General
assured US that trOme. was to be held at every
< hazard, and that on tomorrow the big battul
~ was to be fought, and the fowl INVADERS
buried all bleedin and howlin to the shores,
p of the Ohio, yet it did tranSpire somehow that
=: on Thursday night the military eVakuati5R of
our sitty were pereIpptorily ordered No note
ofwarain-ne whisper of alarnl-no hint of
the morrow cane FROM the muzZled lips Of
him V no had lifted cur hopes so high. Calm
p fy and .coolF,we smoked our killy kinick, and
SUI 3EeYed the embarkation Of troops koustruin
It, to be Sonle grand -manooyer of military
strategy. About 10 o'etpck We retired to rest
TO dream of to-morrow's yiktory. Sleep soon
ogerpowered us5lke thesfog that kivered the
earth, but nary bright dreatn had kan, nary
Z vision offreedon and glory On the kontrary,
ssonr rest were dneaSy-straT berries andcreaD
seemed to besheldin secession meetins within
ourseorporate limits, when suddenly in the
: twinklin of an eye, a friend aroused us from
: our slum6er and put a new faze upon the
sssitna tom Gen. Johnston was retreatin,
and the blue-nosed Yankees were to pollute
our sakfed soil the next mornin. Then came
8 the Jug Of war With hot and feverish haste
we started out in search of transportation,
! but nary transport. could be had Time hon
eFed friendship, past favors show, everlastin
gratitood, ~ aInerouS small and luvely children,
EzkaufedeFate kurrency, new iS&hoeS, bank bills,
black bottleS,sail influences were urged and
8 used to Sekure1a korner IN q kar, but nary
sSkorner-too }ate-too late--the pressure for
time was fearful and tremengiouS-the steady
clock moved nn--uo Joshua bout to leagthen
outGhe night, mo rolhn- stock, no Steer, no
mule w It'll reluctant and hasty steps we pre-
pared TO make good ur exit by that overland
line which Rail Roads do not control, nor A @ !
ms impress -. ~ Z
With our families and little clothing we
$zerossed the Efo@atl bridge about the broke of
: day on Wednesday, the I7th of May 1864,
= pTezakly a year and two weeks froh the. time
when General Forest mal c!red in triumph
through our streets BY and by the bright
rays OF the morning sun dispersed the heavy !
fog which Ikea pail of death had .<oEerspread
ali natur- Thenwere exhibited to our afflict-
led gazeSa highway crowded with wagins and
teams, katele and hogs, niggers aud dogs,
.werlen and children; all m0vin in diShevelled
haste to places and parts unknown. Mules
were 7braYin, cattle were lowip, hogs were
e.sqaeetn, sheep were btatln, children were
-cr5in, wa gginers eusSin, whips were poppin, |
ard horses stallin, but still the. great kaVan
moved on. Everybody was kontinuaily a
aSlookin behind, anddrivin before-everyb body
wanted to- know- everythin, and nobody knew
potbin. Ten thousand wild rumors filed the |
sirkumam bicot air. The eyerlastin kavalry
= was tbere~a as they dashed to and fro gave
false alarms of the enemy bein in hot pursuit.
About thiS most kritikul juncture ofafairs,
some philaHtropik, friend passed by with the
weikum news that the bridge wer burnt, and
the danger over. Then ceased the panik
then came the peaceful! ca(ns Of heroes after
the strife of war is over; then exclaimed
Frank Rails, my demo allied frend, ''thank
the Lord for that, Bill, let's return thanks,
and stop and rest. Boys, let me get out and
lie down, I'm as humble as dead nieser I
tell you the truth. | sung the long meter
doxoogy as | craSSed the Etowah bridge, and
expedited to be ded man in fifteen minutes.
Be thankful fellerS-let's all be thankful; the
bridge is burnt and the river is three miles
deep. Good Sake>! do you rekun them