Nashville union and American. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1868-1875, 1870-07-27
SANITARI-RELIG S-POIITT-
CAL AND OTHERWISE.

To the Editors Of the Union and American.
HURRICANE STRINGS, July %, 1870
I'm a graceful ''cuss" and always take
pains to 'praise the bridge that brings me
over safely" and hence wish ever to tes-
tify my gratitude, and to induce other
persons 20 avail themselves Of the miracu-
lOus virtue of the waters here. l came
here on letter in July, 1865, worn and
emaciated, a skeleton, trying TO sustain q
soldiers resolve TO edo or die" with
Forrest 'to the end" When our sun stood
still over Appomattox, and hope was lost
in the darkness of his shut eye, l came
sOrrovingly home to friends, and family,
hoping restoration. All kindness, all
medicine, all sympathy was lost on the
Unrenting disease, and was brought here
almost hOpelessly, as the last resort.
In six weeks from that time, l could
walk ten miles, had gained forty pounds,
AMI could and did eat a double handful of
greasy beans and five apple dumplings
every day, and have been able to keep on
improving the same healthy recreation
ever since, without pang or groan; and
this being thusly, am anxious TO do or
say something that will enable every man,
woman and child to ''enjoy the same
blessing" that can get the snaps and
dumplings. | don't, however, propose to
furnish them, though the Messrs. Miller,
the accommodating prOprietOrs do, TO the
entire satisfaction of all. If you and l
can thereby make one sick man sound, as
| am, if we can make one sad man happy,
as l am, if we can make one gloomy man
jolly, as l, we will do well to publish this
and others may be, and let the worn,
weary public rest on the hackneycd
themes of the last few months.
think the dear people will and ought
to be much more interested in such light
literature than in the heavy dragoonery of
the late entertainments furnished by me
1 trOpOIitan journals, to the entire disgust
Of readers and the disgrace of editors.
Does anybody doubt that all readers
now know who is for a convention? who
against one what sort of a convention
and why not and why? All have found
out now whether east is north, or
''White" is black.
Everybody knows that AldGn's admin
iistration did steal, and lots of other ad-
administrations are likely to catch the same
ldisease unless well watCh-dogged, an
that any lawyer alive can be hired to de-
fend anybody, for anything, however
dirty, and will get his fee how he can
and off who he can, and run for Judge
afterwards if he can.
Every one remembers everything that
was written during the war that was
worth remembering, without constant
repetition now, to the glory Of some and
the igfdR7y Of others.
Everybody, even the niggers, know
who is the third party, (or third-rate
party)
Of course everybody knows (sO-Called)
that Old Whiggcry is heaven, and that IFS
adorable Trinity-Jackson Wing, Ban
Rgr and fUdldqchC-the Father, Son
and Holy GhOst-demand that all shall
fall down and worship them, (and not
you ens.) or else be cursed into the I'M
Happy ness of Isham G. Harris bourne,
with Breckenridge and the other black
guards bottomless pit, into which the
writer of this plunged head foremost seven
years ago, and from as lofty
a pinnacle of Whiggery as then
or ever cXisted-and where nc
is so peculiarly depravcd as TO now feel
perfectly at home, while others who
pitched in freely and little ahead of him
from the same point are yainly trying to
crawl out backwards and be ready to
swear they were never in at all; and
where he has constituted himself and
friends like him a vigilance committee
of the whole" to take possession of and
run a good part of the lay out themselves.
Ii is as much ''ourn" as 'yourn" and you
must 'fote" fair, Brother Harris, and l
believe you viii, until l see some overt
act and then I'll turn you out of the
great Democratic party head and heels.