The farmer and mechanic. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1877-1885, 1880-01-22
"OLD JOHN BROWNS BODY
GOES MARCHING ALONG."
Dixie Becoming Yankeeized-Wail
of an Old Rebel

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and want of it, fact and fiction, satire and
sobsrness, strongly suggest the pen of
''Mozis Addums," alias DR.. Bagby, of Vir-
ginia. 1t may please some of our Northern
leaders to note how fast we are growing
weary, disguised and ashamed of our
wicked Rebellion and how at last we
are beginning to admit ourselves inferior,
in all respects. to our blessed "Brethering'
t'other side of Mason s. Dixon. We quote
Nose as follows
''For several years past l have noticed
that papers devoted to abusing the Yam
KEGS have been dying out, till o there is
lard's and Pomeroy's papers, thar used to
be the Day Boox, the Old Guard, the Cau-
cosian, and the Land We Lore, and q dozen
others that had a habit of speaking thar
mind freely about the Yankees, but
10Y they are all gone, and q man has got
no chance to unburden his pent-u Utica,
no matter what the provocation. If a pa
per even dared to call itself Southern, it
goes down-the Southern Magazine for ex-
ample.
That's one sign of the decay of Southern
sperit.
But thar is a better sign than that. The
University of Virginia used to be consider
ed q hot-bed of Jeffersonian and secession
pJluClDlcS. luc SLuUcuLS 10 = u1u dlLQOSC,
are the sons of the Confederate officers and
privates, and of all boys in the world they
ought to be Confederate boys in principle.
Are they Now, with the whole United
States to choose from, who do you suppose
them boys sent for to make 'em an address,
Bless you, they sent for Ralph Waldo En-
son. from the very heart of New England !!
I've read arfter many a man, but of all the
men | ever read a%rfter, Em'son is the least
satisfactory. After reading through EN-
son, you feel like a hog that squeezes
through a crooked hollow log, to get into
a field Of corn, but when be comes out fnds
himself in identically the same field he star
ted from, having gone nowhar and gather
ed nothing. But the University boys would
have this Em'son, and he made 'em a
speech in SO low a voice that nobody
couldn't hear it, and then he refused to let
'em print it. Reminds me of the story
Tucker Lacy used to tell about CASTOR, the
famous North Calling lawyer, and the mig
gers's account of his power before q Jury:
'Presn'ly little Glastcun he rz behiud
his law books, hat was piled that
high that you couldn't skeersely see him.
An little Glastcun he nuver spoke but bar
three words; an std O. hangin' de man, he
hung the jury. But what dem three words
was that little Glastcun spoke, no man
nuver has known from dat day to dis"
What Em'son said to the University bows
never will be known, | reckon. But when
he was done and the band struck up s'Hail
Columby," what do you think them BOYS
did Kissed. No sir, they cheered as if
they would split their fool threats.
That's another sign.
But that Amt all. Fall before last went
out to the main road that run by my plan
tatien, to look after a stray colt, the only
blooded animal I've got left, and who
should come riding along but Henry K,
son of one of our most distinguished Con
federate Generals.
swell, Henry" says l, you've got back
from that Centennial sham. I hope you
are satisfied that a feol and his money is
true.
mo- he bawled. 1T was grand. But
I tell you Uncle Sans exhibit Just laid
over all the rest put together, and it made
me so proud of my country l could hardly
contain myself"
"Why, they told me-" said [, ssthat Vir-
ginia took no part in the show
II don't mean that he says; Il mean
the United States"
/ wheeled short round walked straight
home and went to bed. That was enough
for me.
A neighbor of mine who goes out to
Southwest Virginia to buy cattle, says he
was thar one 4th of July and the young