The star of Pascagoula. [volume] (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1873-1878, 1875-07-31
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81 Grant wants peace abd they're
melting up fwot1s snd bagooets 10
make cotton mill msohinerJl We're
about through camping out, old pard,
and we hain't sorry--not a bitP
lie lcanfd the orulch against the
box lifted bis wooden leQ, and said:
Lost a good leg up at Fredericks.
burg, wien was under BarksdaIe. |
and Burnside thought he could whip
old Uncle Rob ri and Stoncwall |
Jackson togethefl Good Bordl but
wasn't il hot that day, when the
Yanks laid their pontoons and got up
and got for rs! And when we pot
up and got for them, wasn't il red hot!
He stopped TO ponder for awhile,
and bis voice was softer as he said:
But | forgive 'eml | took the
chauces-and lost. I'm reaching out
now to shake hands with the Yank
who shot me, and III divide my to-
bacco half and hail with him 1t was
a big war. Yank and Reb stood
right up and showed pluck, but it's +,
time to forgive and forget" =
lie cut a chew off his plug, took :.
off his battered hat ard looked at it, 4
md continued: =
Didn't we all come Of one blood ? ;,
dain't We the big American nation =?
Isn't this here United States the big.
rest plantation on the river, and is
here nation in the world that dares :,
mock the chip off our shoulder Il
Maryland, my Maryland, IL
Michigan. my Michigan" u
He put down bis leg, looked at his al
rippled hand. and soliloquized: Ell
Three fingers gone-hand used up, W
'ut I'T satisfied. Folks who go to
var xpect to feel bullets. We stood ia
p to the Yanks-they stood up to &C
Sit was fair fout, and we got Il
cked. Two fingers hain't as good al
s FIVE, but they are good enough to II
hake hands With Come up here, dl
ou Yanks, and giip me! We raise er
otton down here-you raise corn up Sc
lere-less trade! ar
He lifted his crutch, struck it down re
ard, and went on: ru
Darn a family who'll fight each
ther! We've got the biggest and sh
est country that ever laid out doors, or
nd if any foreign despot throws a FIR
ub at the American eagle we'll be
,oulder arms and shoot him into the tn
fiddle of next week. so
He sat and pondered while the be
,adows grew deeper, AID by-and>by co
g said:
There's lots of graves down here nj
lere's heaps O. war. orphans up re
'orth; l'm crippled up and half sick. be
ut I'm going to git up and hit the M
merry cuss who dares say a word fla
gin either We've got through ia
shaking hands now, pu
nd durn the man who says a word an
, interrupt the harmony! Its one be
'mily-oIe Uncle Sans boys and is
ais and babies, and we're going to an
We in the same house, eat at the same co
,ble, and turn out bigger crops than II
ny other ranch on the globe! ra
He rose up to 60, raped on the oC
OK With his crutch, and continued: ca
Resolved, That this glorious old at
lmily stick right together in the old til
omestead for the next million years vt
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CURE FOR FELoN.-Take some !"
pirits of turpenune in a cup, dip the al
niger in it. and then hold the hand SO