Daily union and American. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1865-1866, 1866-04-19
STUDYING POLITICS UNDER Diff.
CULTIES.

An old farmer in the interior of Ohio,
writes 10 the Cincinnati Commercial, among
other very readable matters, the following,
which is too good to be lost, and too true to
be forgotten:
One day, some time ago, John had been
| to the station for me and brought home a
paper that was filled with great many
| speeches, that had been made about a bill
that our President had seen fit to disapprove
| of. Well, l took the paper to my corner,
and, although it was all in very small print
and tried my eyes very much, | read it every
| bit. My good wife got tired of my forever
sitting there, pouring over those long bora
| tions," as she termed them, and said that |
would do well 10 be reading my Bible more,
and such productions less. "Wife," said |,
the kingdom of heaven isn't in any par
/ ticular danger Just now, but my country is"
! After that she said nothing more about it to
me.
But the more / read in that paper the
more bothered ! became. / read long
speech by Mr.. Henry Beecher, who seems to
know so much about every thing but divini-
ty, and liked it because he supported our
| President, and our President, | thought,
must be in a very trying position nowadays
Then l was all upset by Mr. Phillips, who
went into Mr.. i. like have seen little boys
attack hornets nests in the winter time. " If
such men differ" said ], ''who will decide?"
| had always before thought that these two
would agree though the earth split
Then | turned over the leaf wrong and
commenced on the latter part Of somebody
else's speech. / liked it so much that read
on and on until l finished it. Surely"
said 1 to myself, surely we have got one
good and true man in the land The tone
of the speech reminded me of the good old
fashioned farewell address" of General
Washington, and thanked God and took
courage.
Then / hunted up the beginning Of the
speech, and could not believe my eyes when
| saw Alex II. Stephens name to it. l
thought it must be Thaddeus Stevens as he
was "Union," though the composition was
very much unlike the style Of the gentleman
from PENNSYLVANIA.
Wife" said /, ''look herel my glasses are
little dim: is that Alex. H?''
"Alex H." said she.
''Not Thaddeus," said l.
''Not Thaddeus," saidshe.
Is the last Iltllc spelI VIII Il VI WIN
phi"
"Ph." said she, "and what eyou reading
rebel speeches for, I'd like to know. He's
the Slice President of the Confederacy,
and ought to be hanging to sour APP
pie tree instead of being loose and making
borations."
MY wife is little nebulous about names
and titles, but is a thorough-going Union
woman, and hates rebels with perfect ha-
tired. She was chairman of an aid society
during the war, and many and many time
I've walked up in the night and found her
still sitting by the dying fire knitting socks
for the poor soldiers who were "a-lying out
on the cold ground with nothing but
their knapscats and pontoons to cover
them"
Then l found that the speech was address
sed to the Georgia Legislature, and | knew
that CHAD" would never take the trouble
to tell erring people how to go right,
though he is great on abusing them when
they go wrong.