The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1867-08-05
Ar rrtshfnan.s Latter.

The following characteristic letter,
written by Hibernian Of six years e4-
perience of American institutions, was
submitted to a reporter of the new TOTE
suns
New YORK, January ID, 1867.
Ny dear Mary, the darlint Of my heart
and sowl, I am well, but had the faVer ana
ager, and hope you are in the same con-
dition, thanks be to God. I wish you
many happy New Years, and the children,
and hops you'll have three score and ten
of them. We had Christmas here, but the
haythens don't keep it like we used TO az
home. Diyil resave the one liver said to
me, many happy Christmas, or bad luck 10
me, or any other politenesS. ] didn't get
a Christmas box until / was going home
that night, and night-walking blagard
gave me one on the eye, and azed me for
me money. gave him all | could, ABOUT
score OF pounds, which knocked the GEMS
out of him. They tell me that the nagur Is
going to be the white man in future, anu
that the white nagurs in Congress Dig
public house in Washington are going 10
try the President for being white man.
If they find him guilty, and there's no ..
doubt about it, for they are accusers, VIII
nesses, lawyers, judges, all in one, they're
going to execute the Executive, make
fellow called Coldfacts President, ana re-
move the state Of government TO a pace
called Bosh-ton, celebrated for its RepuD-
licans and sinners. Thin is the same as
the ridiculous fellows they call rldlculers-
no Misunderstanding your presence. Iney
want to continue their own poWer-God
betune us and all harm. They say the
southerners must go down on their knees
to them. They forget that the poor devils
are fat on their backs in the dust already,
and they're name set to kick man Whln
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 be-
ginning of another in Washington, and
God only knows where or whin it may end.
I lost one fine leg in the last, but have
another left for good cause, and I'll fight
for Johnson; for I hear his great grand
mother by his forefather's side was an
Irishman. 4 We have snow
and frost here now, and it is likely we will
have more weather. The temperance
men-God save the mark-in a place
called Albany, where the people send
Representatives to chate them, have
stopped our grog, only by daylight.
Divil much matter, any ways, for they
don't keep dhrop of dacent drink in the
country-no rale old Irish potheen, a tum-
bier of which would charm the heart of a
beel-barroW, or make shovel dance
nothing at all but stuff that would>kill a
pig if he had to live on it, much less a
Christian haste. Remember me
to Jim; tell him he's we'll, and ask him
how am. I'm sorry to hear of the death
of the bull, and hope you're likewise. Her
milk is 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 bis
life. I'm glad his wife got over the twins,
and hope she'll be better-next time.
There's room for improvement. like
this country, but there's no place equal to
Guild Ireland, where you'd get as much
whisky for shilling as would make tay
for six people. If you don't get this, write
and let me know. If you don't write
soon, may be dead, for life is uncertain
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.