Richmond dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1884-1903, 1896-03-15

so hits pow'rful lonesom' fur me: wen
the eyenin' shadders filings -
Gurus streaks aroun' my bin, en- the
rine-tops means en- sings
Lots o. spooks Gums troopln poul me-
markln' time with mufiied -druni,
En- / hyar the call wv cumrads, ioHg sehce
gon' to kingdum-cum.
Bill. en- Taum. thet drapped at Malvern
en- thet long-leg'd prayin man
Him az brung Stonswalas , dlspa'ehe''
My ole s Dad. IN bruther ,Iljah-sho'
TIERS hun'reds NV 'em thar!
sumtimes loomin' clost aside me, sum-
times fadin dim on far.
They'se so mltey natchrui, omen, tnet my
durn'd old wowned he'd.
Mout'nt be so doggone sartin et I'm
Twin yet. or ded.
'Cep' I'm sho' my axes en- hungur'
wouldn't fine no likely chanst
Toe be projickin'. OF evenings. long o
fun'l-marchln' ha'nts.
Yes, I dun grone rustlus yander, EN-
hearn a trav'ler say.
Tibet I'd fine live cumrads, up hyar-noW
a wearin' natchur's gray
Who I'D make ole Johnny welcum ef nc
jined Their dwindlin' ranks.
Seekin' fur toe hole together, in theI
Camp. among the Yanks.
Then that trav'ler lowd mo- tighten, WI,
bout comm off, 70 sho'-
Long O. that ar Munrow's doctrin Daygo
niggers. es was So:
En- some kline o boun'ry, SOM whar, tibet
John Bull en- Unkle Sam
Didn't arrer OF 'em keer fur, nur wurn'
wuth a yaller dam.
Good Lord knows. this Reb amt hank rim
fur no sort o. scrummage now;
But j 'low'd, ef one wus comm, yo'd be
fo'most en- the row.
Ef twur jess to show outsiders that the
Yanks en- US dun quit
q 10 fc IA -fi
together knit,
Mor'en ready, fur indulgIn' in a red-hoi
with. whatever turin cusses Gums q
foolin' roun' our flag.
But, thank Godl Their haint no reasen fur
no blood-shed, yet In sight,
Nur fur two CRATE knE-folk nashuns toe
go set the worP aight
With the blastin' fires of battel, nur 10
loose ole Nick fum-wei,
That's onless he's on'ey wanted. jess toe
ring his calm bell
On them durn-fool pollytishuns. tibet 80
Els w'ud low po' ignunt peoples STUN
bin onct agin TO wah.
Well. my cumrads pears yo' haint quit
OF yO ole tricks even yet;
Coin crowdln' on the Yankees, jess es
nigh IS yo' is let;
Livln' on Their cloes en- rashuns, en- the
best NV all they'se got.
Sur ia ginrul. too pertic lur, Fl 20 takez
T'wur at' 50 tI pizun bad Dad Their grub wurnt.
them ole days, fur sicn es we,
Tho they mostly mkt Their ginger,
stIngin' sharp en- pow,rful free.
Fur they wus peart iightin' men, too; en-
! reckun we-uns still,
Halnt furgot our frolic with 'em, climbln'
Summitury Hill!
Same, back yander---
But, by jingol What's this pro-
Yo' dun flX't hyar IS they tell me, fur
remembrin' Gin'rul Lee?
Pears. som'how. ! CANT. a'zackly. fairly
gree to soshate him.
With no sittin' roun'. :ull-bellied, in sto'
cloes, en- slick, en- trim.
Els thet wurn't the kline O. pick-nick, witch
his folryers mostly found,
When Marse RObbut TUX 'em with him,
f1r toe. soe rumpagin' round.
1 CANT make hit out pursizely. Rekun
yo'-uns haint-Good Laws
Haint no need toe meet fur dinin', nur
fur smOkin' yO' cigars,
Fur toe keep In mind, our Gln'rul-
On! hits only thae, yo' say?
SO hit pears yO've met bout 'on'rin NV
his Buth-Day. this hyar way?
Well now. ef he mOut jess jine us,-tho'
thet warnt his stile. by CUNT
Sem how. whar foxes wud praise him.
war the las place t1et he'd cum.
But up front yo' bet he'd rastle, fast
tHEHr WHAT NIIN ~ tHllt
En- whar his boys wus trubbled he'd be
thar, the fust Of all.
Look,-haf clcs'n yo' eyes. yo'n see
~, him. mo- thirty year This night
his army's gwyne toe fight;
with his grave face sort o. plesur'd, en-
with flashin' 'rouu the eye,
Wen. all lean. en- wone, en- ragged,
Gums his vetruns rompin' by.
He fel1 fbaVf.a kfpa ~ Fntlus N
wur usin'-up. too fas'.
But he know'd they'se gwine to hole on,
whar he sont EN-. tell the last;
Evin ef they wus out-number'd. I'm Their
wurnt no news TO tell
Onct he hearn. break thru the firm, way
up frunt the Rebel yell"
Our Blue friends. in ginerul foun' em,
wen they'd walt. 'eem thar to greet.
Jess es pizen full o. biZnis es is hem
hawks outer meat
Reckulec', too. in the wild'ness, wen tux
sharp on both hits slanks.
Our frunt line fell back, en- things wus
swarmin-blue with eheerin' Yanks
How he cum out, billn'-angry, lookin'
mt, fine, en- peart, en- large.
make shO' Of tibet ar charge?
Wen we drug back, 'thout advancin', he
war dum-struk, tell his rein
1 kitch'd, en- his boss, "Tfay'ler," tuned
en- headed roun' again;
VILE we shouted, we wurnt budgin, tell
he'd git back safe toe rear
Lord! how misty-llke his eyes got. wen
he hearn his chillun cheerl-
Then he how'd, en- slowly rid OF, with
a kline o. smile. at fust,
But he lard out loud, wen we.upns up
and made them Yankees dust.
Wen ne cum. that mite, whar l ley.
FAIRLY 'spess no mo'-my ole eyes-en
my wu'ds, is CROWN faint
what's thet whisp'rin?-I sh'ud rekunl
Not no morn 10 fingeIs-SO!
Well-hyars howdy!-
te.enehy glass; onet mo-
Sho! tibet struk clar thru the bulPs-eyel
Whar wus We?
Our Gin rul?-well.-
But l rek'n III pull up hyar, SOS to let
sum others tell
Their own 'speriunce, fur my talkin bout
him caint no mo- shut off
onct hits loose, then cricks in spring
,e,, time Wen the ice il melted .sof.
Sides, wat goods Their en- my talkln', ef
l KEEP on plum all day,
Whar no wu'ds bout him haInt fifteen
fur what we-uns orter say?
Well-ole eumrads! soon a signal, will
SCUM out toe yo' en- me.
Fur TO strike our tents below hyar EN-
,,, onet mo- to camp with Lee.
HIS ole soters wont much worrlt bout
whar It's nur how. nur wen,
KNOWN well, thet ole Marse Robbut
gwlne TEX c'yar o. all his men
I'm thet them tibet backed him faithful,
down 10 Appumatux. clar.
He'll hole welcumer a durn sight, then
them harpin' angels ar.
lie 'ull see his chillgn coming, en- 'ull
call the countursine,
so thar won't be no mo- haltin', no mo-
suff'ril' on the line
Yes! yo' bet tibet som'whar yander, I'D In
goddlemitey's blue.
Our Mass Bob waits at the plcket fur