Gold Hill daily news. [volume] (Gold Hill, N.T. [Nev.]) 1863-1882, 1866-03-17
A Fenian's Experience on He Crock,
Peuu0ylYuuin.

The following ingeniously written letter
was received o short time since by our
gallant friend, Capt. Graham, who has
handed It to US as a literary curiosity.
The Captain wishes US to say that Teddy
is credited on his books to a good supper :
PETROLEUM CENrHER, Dec. 81, '65.
DEAR JOHN :-lt's yourself, shure, that
I've bin afther writhen to for q long time.
but devil the one have I liver wrothe, and
I uiver wrothe thin, till afther l wrothe
this one, which you'll be afther gettin be-
fore it laves here. but" says you till
yourself, "and what haste of O crather is
this that's within a lither to me from lie
Creek !" But, says I, its no n else but
mesilf, and a gintleman too, it is. your
honor, who wash well acquainted wild
your ould father in Ireland, long before
he wash born. and it's yourself that ought
to know that very well, whin you're SO
much oulder than your father or mesilf
either. And the raisin I'm afther within
till you now, John, is just because I made
a promise till your father, afther he died,
that mesilf would kape q watch on all his
mothers sons, and see that divil the one
Of thin behaved like a gintleman, or
they lad plinty of money to buy whisky
wild. And III be afther tellin you now,
before you get me lither, that il mesilf liver
sails you doing innything of the kind, III
bate you till your onld father badcs me
till sthop the row; SO mind that, me boy.
But I say, John, its mesilf thatll niver say
divil the thing, if you always trait me till
part of the whiskey, and I'll be afther
s,handin by your back, too, whiniyer you
will not be ightin anybody. But"
says you till yourself again, land be me
sowl, it's not mesilf that knows who the
divil it is that's afther within this lither
10 me-" but you ought TO know very
well that it's no other gintleman than
mesilf and wife Biddy who nursed you
on her lap long before she liver saw you,
and if liver you 30 back 10 the ould
country, it's Tim O'Brien himself tina,
will be afther tellin you the same thing,
and you know poor Tim died some time
before he landed in Amereky. But I wash
forgettin to tell you before I commenced
me lither that it's from Petroleum CentheI
that I'm goin to writhe. and q quart
country it is, too, that mesilf is liviu
In at this prisint time. And if you nivei
come down here you'll find me Twin in thu
centher Of the town. directly feminist Oil
Creek, and on the same strate that livery.
body else lives on. and II you ashk Pathrik
O'Flanigan, it's himself that'll tell you ]
lives up stairs in the same house I always
lived in before I came here, and divil the
bit o trouble you will have in findin thai
out, if you don't thry at all but be shurt
you'll niver be afther comm down hert
without you bring wild you a bottle o
wishky to trait your ould frinds wild ; ant
it's mesilf that'll tell you now, John, &c
not bring q clint of money wild you, fol-
you'll be murdered and kilt before yor
stharr, and you'll 60 back home wild
black eye besides, for it's in this country
that the divil's own crathers be prowlinl
about to rob you of livery clint Of money
you have before you git it, and the safes
way is to send all your money home befor'
you come here. and divil a hapert viii
they get then except what you bring vic
you. And now as mesilf is CROWN shlapy
wild within, III be afther quittin, and RI
expect an answer before you get this.
From your ould frind and gintleman,
TEDDY O'RAPrBRTr.
FL. D,,n1feb