Arizona weekly citizen., 1881-04-03
ONE HISTORICAL RELIC.
\ Grand Literary Effort from an ItaI- ian Count To United States Sem ator.
Yirriria City Footlicbt. !

Yesterday an old, scedy-lOOking individual paid Us a visit and offered 10 sell ihe following letter from a spirited fellow now sojourning in Paris. He c.aimed to have found il on the Central Pacific Railroad, near Paiisade. The envelope is weather stained and the letter mast have been accidentally dropped from the postal ear by the mail agent while attending 10 Uncle Sam's business. At first our seedy friend demanded for Lis prIZe the sum Of SIX bits, but was finally persuaded Co accept hGm-sandwich and mug of beer. We give our readers the letter verbatim, which reuds a follows:
 PARIS, February :, lSS1.-To Sin itOr O'FGir. ay tue COmslOck, in the State av NevaIy, Uniud States av AueIika: Aire yez lu, me dear yye: An ll's a long time since I've seen tue face ay ye. To be sure, ou're now bould Unitid o.ates Sin ilor, but you'll not iorgit ,Le ould pard that elicted ye. Indade, It was a nate job. An didn't l give the Re pubiikan party away completely? 1 Wrete on that I'd give the State to Garfield, all for your sake, me buuld lad. But fl 1 iyer happen in Wash ing on, don't you be putin on airs an be ashamed av yer Ouid frind, for in these forrin parts I'm becomin' polished 10 a smooth surface, an would certainly make me mark in the sOcietee av Washington.
 l arrived here safe an sound in Q foiEe ship Tn company wid a live lord. On me arrival in this illigant city l got the byes to git me up grand ban quet, which me own money paId for. All the newspapers said it was a handsome affair. an l was called the kount John D'Mickey. An how is that for high, Mister Sinitor O'Fair? Its a long time we'd staid Tn auld Ireland beiore we'd been a Sinitor or kount. But to business, me dear SinitOr.
 l hear that the auld Comstock is lOokin' badly. An sure didn't we know ii three years ago: An wud we have fooled wid it an spIrt our time only that we had our wood for sale and our assissments to cOllict: An Jammie, have you got all the taiings worked up yet? Rape your eye on the tailings, Jammie, the Sin ItOr. l suppose as your mansion is finished yell live iltirely in San Francisco, which will iudade be a joke on the Dimmycrats of Neyady, who have been blarneying about auld Billy Sharon. l towld a fat French man the other day that you and me self owned the Pacific Coast, which is nearly the truth by me.
 Before l close thIs litter l want to tell ye how 10 fix up that reduction business. First tell ihe boys in San Francisco to jerk their shoulders from under the stock market, an 1t will come down uv itself. Then, Jammie, muzZle the Chronicle, an tell tbe En- terprise 10 open out heavy on the miners, if there aire any left wOrkin' there. Make the public think We nave lots of low grade ore that can be worked at a profit by payin' a req sonable sum for labur. But Jammie, me bye, make the miners behave that Johnny the Kount, has nOthin' % do with the reduction, for l have often towld thim that S4 a day was little enough. If we succade in this inter prise, Jammie, it will make rich men uv us, as three yers more will work of all the lumber we have lift in the Tell O'FloOd uv San tO kape hIs eye open and trust the forrin affairs 10 meself, as l kin buy brains here cheaply tO man age things. Kiss J. Minor Taylor in his "I." Also Dick Dey, Chapin, Jonesey, and the rest of our happy family. Now, Jammie, wishin' ye good luck, l close by requestin' ye to make no mistake in yer direction uy the littur Co me. Sind 10
 KoUNT JOIN D'MlCKEY,
 Paris in France, an not in Ajupt.