Owyhee bullion. [volume] (Silver City, I.T. [Idaho]) 1866-1867, 1867-04-18
AN IRIsHMAN's LETTER.

The following characteristic letter
written in Few York City, by a Hiber
nian of six months experience in Ameri.
can institutions, was submitted to the in,
spection Of a reporter of the N. Y. Sun
New York, January the IA, 1867.
My dear Mary, the dsrlint of my hart
and sowl, am well, but had the favor
and agor, and hope you are in the same
condition, thanks be to God. wish you
many happy New Years, and the child
rem, and hope you may have three score
and ten of them. We had Christmas
here, but the haythens don't keep like
we used at home. Divil resave the one
ever said to me, many happy Christmas,
or bad luck to ye, or any other politeness.
did't get Christmas box, until l was
going home that night, night walking
blagard gave me one on the eye, and ak
ed me for me money. | gave him all /
could; about score of pounds which
knocked the cents out of him. They
tell me that naguris going to be the white
man in future, and that the white nagurs
in Congress "a big public house in Wash
ington) are goin' to try the President for
being white man. If they find him
guilty, and there's no doubt about it, for
they are accuses, witnesses, lawyers,
judges, all in one, they are going to exc
cute the executive, make fellow, called
Coldfacts, president, and remove the safe
of government to place called Boshton,
celebrated for its Republicans and sin
ners. Thin is the same as the ridiclus
fellers they call radicals. They want to
continue their own power; God betune
us and all hrrm. They say the Suthners
mus go down on their knees to thin.
They forget the poor divils are fiat on
their back in the dustalready. and they're
a name set to kick a man when he is
down. Be jabers it makes me blood bile
to think Of it, and that's the rason I'm
running over on this paper. One war is
no sooner over than they then commence
the beginning of another in Washington,
and God only knows whin they'll end. /
lost one fine leg in the last, but | have
another left fora good cause, and I'll fight
for johnson, for l larn his grate-gran-
mother by his forefather's side was an
Irishman. We have
snow and frost here now, and it is likely
we will have more weather. The tenn
perance men-God save the mark
in place called albany, where the peo-
pie send Representatives to chate thin,
have stopped our grog, only by daylight.
Divil much matter anyways, for they
don't kape droph of dacent drink in
the couutry-no rale ould Irish pothecn,
tumbler of which would charm the hart
Of a wheelbarrow, or make shovel dance;
nothing at all but stuff that would kill
pig if he had to live on it, much less
Christian beast. # Re.
mimber me to Jim; tell him he is we'll,
and ask him how / am. I'm sorry to
hear of the death of the bull. and hope
your likewise. Tell Taddy McFin if he
comes out here, he'll see more of Ameri-
ca in one day than if he stsid at home all
his life. I'm glad his wife got over the
twins, and hope she'll do better next
time. There's room for improvement.
| like this country, but there's no place
like ould ireland, where you'd get as
much whisky for ashilling as would make
tay for six people. If you don't get this
write and let me know. If you don't
write soon I may be dead, for life is on
certain under the Radicals; but dead or
alive I'll answer your letter. Address
your dear brother Jimmy, New York,
America, and I'll axe for letter from
me darlint sister.