Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1867-08-30
An Trisbman'S Letter.

The following characteristic letter, writer
by Hibernian Of six years experience o
American institutions, was submitted to
reporter Of the New York San:
New YORK, January IA, 1867.
My dear Mary, the darlint of my hear
and sowl, I am we'll, but had the faver ano
ager, and hope you are in the same condi
ton, thanks be to God. [ wish you many
happy New Years, and the children, ano
hope you'll have three score and ten Of them.
We had Christmas here, but the haythens
don't keep it like we used to at home, Div.
il resave the one liver said said to me, many
happy Christmas, or bad luck to me, or any
other politeness. [ didn't get Christmas
box until was going home that night, and
a night-walking blagard gave me one on
the eye, and axed me for me money.
gave him all [ could, about score of pounds,
which knocked the cents out of him. They
tell me that the nagur is going to be the
white man in future, and that the white ma
gurs in Congress Ga big public house in
Washington are going to try the President
for being a white man. If they find him
guilty, and there's no doubt about it, for
they are accusers, witnesses, lawyers, judges,
all in one, they're going to execute the Ex-
ecutive, make fellow called Coldfacts Pres
ident, and remove the state Of government
to place called Boshton, celebrated for its
Republicans and sinners Thin is the same
as the ridiculous fellows they call ridiculers
no misunderstanding your presence They
want to continue their own power-God be-
tune us and all harm. They say the south
erners must 60 down on their knees to them.
They forget that the poor devils are fiat on
their backs in the dust already, and they're a
name set to kick man whin he's down. -
Be jabers it makes me blood bile to think of
it, and that the rason I'm running over on
this paper. One war is no sooner over than
they commence the beginning Of another in
Washington, and God only knows where or
whin it may end. | lost one fine leg in the
last, but [ have another left for a good cause,
and Til fight for johnson for I hear his
great grandmother by his forefather's side
was an Irishman. x x y We have
snow and frost here now, and it is likely we
will have more weather. The temperance
men-God save the mark-in place called
Albany, where the people send Rep-resen-
tatives to chate them, have stopped our grog,
only by daylight.
Divil a much matter, any ways, for they
don't keep a dhrop Of dacent drink in the
country-no rale old Irish potheen, tum-
bier Of which would charm the heart of a
wheel barrow, or make a shovel dance
nothing at all hut stuff that would kill a pig
If he had to live on it, much less Christian
haste. < Remember me to Jim /;
tell him he's well, and ask him how [ am.
I'm sorry to hear of the death of the bull,
and hope you're likewise. Her milk is a
loss: Tell Tady McFinn if he comes here
he'll see more Of America in one day than
if he'd staid at home all his life. I'm glad
his wife got over the twins, and hope shell
be better-next time. There's room for inn
provement. L like the country, but there's
no place equal to ould Ireland, where you'd
get as much whisky for shilling as would
make tay for six people. # you don't get
this, write and let me know. IF you don't
write soon, I may be dead, for life is uncer-
tain 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 my darlint sister.