The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1891-07-11

bined, ut Is cents per head-and tore il
all to pieces. Meanwhile dirty faced
boys was THROWN stuns and empty beef
bottles ut my massiv brow, and takir
other improper liberties with INV nerson
Resistance was useless, for q variety Of
reasons, as readily observed.
Tho Seseshers confisticated my statootl
by smashing them to attums. They then
went to my money Dor and confisticated
all tho loose change therein contained.
They then went and bust in my cages,
lettin all the animals loose, q small but
helthy tiger among tho rest. This tiger
has eccentric way of tearin dogs to
peaces, and alters sposed from his gin
eral conduck that he'd hav no hesitashun
in servin human beins in the same way
If he could git at them. Excuse me If !
was crooil, but I larfed boysterrusly
when see that tiger spring in among
the people. "Go it, my sweet cuss!''
inardly exclaimed. II forgive you for
bitin off my left thum with all my heart!
Rip 'em up like bully tiger whose Lare
has bin invaded by Sesehersl"
can't say for certain that the tiger
serisly injured any of them. but as he
was seen few days after, sum miles dis
tant, with large and we'll selected a.
sortmenr Of seats of trowsis in his mouth,
and as he lookt a. tho he'd bin havin sum
vilent exercise, rayther guess he did.
You will therefore perceive that they
didn't confisticate him much.
Twas carrid to Montgomery in iuns
and placed in durans vial. The Jail was
. emery edifiss, but the table was lib
orally SUPPLIED with Bakin and Cab
bidge. This was good variety, for
when I didn't banker after Bakin could
help myself to the cabtige.
I had nobody to talk to nor nothin to
talk about, howsever, and was very
lonely, specially on tho first day; so when
the jailer parst my lonely sell I put the
few stray hairs on tho back part Of my
he'd rm bald now, but thare was time
when wore sweet auburn ringlets) into
as dish-hevild ctate as possible, s.
rollin my eyes like u manyuck, cride:
''Stay, jaler, stay! I'm not mad, but
soon shall be if you don't bring me
suthin to Talk!' He brung me sum
newspapers. for which 1 thanked him
,:in1.y.
At larst l got a interview with Jeffer-
son Davis, the president of tho Southern
Conthieveracy. IIo was quite pcrlite,
and aSed mo to sit down and state my
case. did it, when he larfed and said
his gallunt men had been little en-.
thoosiastic in coafisticatin my show.
EYES," seq 1, ''they confsticatel me
too ,nuchly. had sum bosses confsti-
Gated in the Same way onct, but tho con-
Gsticators air now poundia stun in the
States Prison in 1njiunapylus."
wall, wall. Mister Ward, you air at
liberty to depart; you arc friendly to the
South, know. Even now we hav many
irons in the North, who sympathisc with
Us. and won't 1ninglo with this fight"
~. Davis, there's Your crate mistaik.
Many of us WIS your sincere trends, and
thought certain parties amung us was
fussin about You and meddlin with your
consarns intirely too much. But J.
Davis, tho mint you fro u gun ut the
piece of dry goods called the Star
Spangled banner, tho North gifts up and
rises On MASSEY. in defence of that ban
ner. Not agin you as individools-not
agin tho South even-but to save the
flag.
I'VE should indeed he weak in the
knees. unsocnd in tho heart. milk-white
III the liver, aad soft in tho he'd, il we
stood quietly by, and saw this glorus
Govyment smashed to pieces. either by
u furrin or II intestine foe. The gentle
harted mother hates to take her naughty
child across her knee. hut she knows it
is her dooty to co it. So wo shall hate
to whip the naughty South, but we must
do it II you don't make back tracks at
onct. and we shall wallup you ont of
your boots! j. Davis, it is my decided
opinion that tho Sonny South is making
= cgrejus mutton-hel of hcrself:"
"Go on. sir, you're safe cauff. You're
too small powder for lne!' sel the Presi-
dent Of the Southern Conthieveracy.
"Wait till 90 home and start out the
Baldinsville Mounted Hoss Cavalry! I'm
Capting Of that Corpse, l am. and J.
Davis. beware! Jefferson D., now
leave YOU: Farewell. my gay salcr boy!
Good bye. my bold buccaneer: Pirut Of
the deep blue sea. adoo! adoo!'
My tower threw the Southern Con-
thieveracy on my way. home was thrillin
enuff for yciler covers. 1t will form the
subjeck of my next. Betsy Jano and the
projeny air well. Yours respectively,
A. WARD.
FRAGMENT FROM A NEW ENGLAND SPEECH.
see lnutch to admire in New Englan.
Your gals in particular air about as snug
built pcaccs Of Calliker as I ever saw.
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