The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1866-02-14

lam safe" MY frend," sed |, will you
please. to inform me what port you are bound
for, and when you expect to reach it ?"~ "No
port at all, Bnl,'' sed he: Pm goin ded strate
to the big Stone Mountain. am agoing to
git on the top and roll rocks down upon all
mankind / now forewarn every. Twin thing
not to kun thar until this everlastin foolish
ness is over" He were then but three miles
from town, and been travellin the liveIong
night. All my big friend thought /, when
wilt thow arrive at thy journeys end? In
the language ofPatrick Henry, will it be the
next week or the next year? Oh, that |
kould write poun, would embalm thV hon
est face in epik verse. ken only drop to thy
pleasant memory passin random rhyme:
Farewell, Big John, farewell;
f. Twas painful to my heart
T. To see thy chances of escape -.
Was that old steer and kart.
Methinks see the now,
Wit axetrecs all broke,
And wheels with nary hub at all,
And hubs with nary spoke.
But though the mud is deep,
Thy wits will never fail;
That faithful steer will take thee out,
If thou wilt hold his tail.
Mr. Edtur, under sich varygated scenes we
reported progress, and in course Of time ar
rived under the shadow of thy sitty's wings,
abounlin in gratitood and JOY.
With sweet and patient sadness, the tender
hearts of our wives and daughters beat mourn
fully as we moved along. Often, alas, how
often. was the tear seen swimmin in the eye,
and the lip quiverin with emotion, as memo
ry fingered around deserted homes, and
thoughts dwelt upon the past enjoyments and
future desoation. We plucked the wild fl wv
ers as we passed, sang songs Of merriment,
exchanged our wit with children-smother-
ing, by every means, the sorrows. of our fate.
These things, together with the comick events
that okkurred by the way, were the safety
valves that saved the poor heart from burst
ing. But for them, our heads would have
been fountains and our hearts a river of tears.
Oh, if some kind friend would set our retreat
to musick, it would be greatly appreciated in
deed 1t should be a plaintive tune, inter-
spersed with okkasional comick notes and
frequent fuges shattered promiskuously.
Our retreat were konducted in excellent
good order after the bridge soas burnt. If
there were any straggin at ALL they struggled
ahead, 1t would have delighted Gen. John
stouzto have seen the alakrity of our move
ments. The great struggle of our contest
seemed to be, which army could retreat the
fastest. Gen. Johnston or Ourn-which could
outphlank the other, and l allow as how it
were pull Dick pull Devil between 'em. 1t
area source of regret, however, that some OF
our households of the Afrikan scent have fell
back into the arms of the fowl invaders. |
suppose they may now be kalled misslngena-
tors and are by this time inkreasin the stock
of 0d0ur d'Afrique in northern society, which
popular perfume have crowded out of the mar
ket all those extracts which made x Bazin,
julius Haul, and Lubin famous Good bye
sweet otter. of Roses, farewell ye balms of a
thousand howers-your days are numbered.
But must klose this melonkolly narrative,
and hastin to subskribe myself ..~
r. .~~ >..-- Your Runagee,
-..-,-. -. -- - -..- BILL ARP.
P. Sip are still faithful onto the end.
He says the old turkey we left behind have
been settin for Il weeks, and the fowl inva-
ders are welkum to her; further more that he
throwd ded cat in the we'll, and they are
k,,% hat