Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1896-05-08
"J0HNNY REB.''
BY Clarence Cary.

of the Birthday of General Robert f..
Lee add published by request.
AR yo' asSin' who mout leg Shucks!
I'm Johnny Reb, fo' shol
Johnny Reb, dun quit cavortin', seedid-
out, grone ole en- POI
I'd allow'd yo'd rex 'oniEed me, shore os
eggs. en- right off, plum;'
But 1 rekun ldun' altered, les my holt,
en- frazzled sum,
Sence the fanks, at leas', onc't know a
me- know'd me, too, durn sight
too much,
w EN- tholPen fur too stress 'em. limp
in roon' with gun en- crutch,
Tell they dubbed up; en- stafv'd me:
starv'd, en- tired, en- wo' me out;
Arter 70 years rippin, tar'inS, cost ther
'On toe Richmun RoutA." .
Well! hit pears foxes mem 'ries fur me.
dun got ecace es Cohnfcd notes.
Less Wen, 'Lections Oils hunters,
rons aroun' fur gers votes.
Them ar times yo1l hyar the can dates
rip, en- sweat hole days car thru.
Bout ole johnny. en- his murrits. en-
what deeds he use'ter do.
Lawzeel dun hear'n 'em prove me
'' mos scand 'lus turble man.
Plum Unhappy 'cept while wadin whar
81 the goaf' IN freshits ran. F.
En- they'se low d Use cyarYed mitch
out in them Copiloes OF Fame
Long NV fighting like hell-fyur, right
clar thru losin game.
They Sc dun promist me, them or'turs,
taet the fuchut'd hole inc high,
Tho they Civ no Home, pur penshun,
nova days that S paSsin by. .
l ain't clar Jess W at they Sc up toe; jess
wat all ther talk S about;
Wen they cracks me up one minuit; en-
the mex, 20 S on toe shout
Bout blessins Nv the Union, en- re-
turnin' toe the Fold,
Tho los lams, like me's KEEP wandrin. ;
out en- darknes' en- in cold
Mubbe trainin up fur Congriss 'quires
a man TO jaw like that,
SO s toe w'uk both sides, vile hidin
jess a oakley w at he at
En- t'wur p'raps ther kind that fix't hit
so thetfriens NV 70 tie wah
Sudden t'und like iun mad tom Is, en-
y" begun toe spit en- claw
Ihet ar Pollytiks is puzzlinl Ef t'wur
true; es I've h. arms ii; '.
Thet half nilyun humans, h tier
turn toss-up'en ded.
Frytn toe settle hits mistakins, Jess to
git whar we is now,
Pears a mussed-up kline O. bisness, en-
p pla'p vfssefal ennyhow,
Well! dun grone kline o Iustlus, suf-
firin on. en- scratthin long
With my clearin in the pine ,wu'ds en-
my triiiih patch o co. n.
Fur ! haint no wife es help mete, fur
toe nuss, Ur keer fur me
Nur no peart n waeedlin chillun haint
cum sot upon my knee.
'PeaFs old sojers clirt get hurried, less
they'se lucky Boys in Blue"
Thet, with chanst fur widders PEN
shuns, ketches lovin hearts en- tru.
So Sc play d lone ham NV it, foat a
fight that pears to me,
Heftier then hole craps o' ruckshuns
Lille us cohnfeds ulster see.
In them days we'eh we war slr.ttish.
plungib, strainin, on the Bit; ''''
Fore we tut nd ole onery critters, bout
fur b uzzards fsedin fit;
Fore the light went out, back yander,
whar we Sod far we'll TO Lee,
Nurrer-mo' his lead to fo.ler, nurrer-mo'
his face to s,e.
So hits powerful Ion some fur me: We en-
the evenin shadows filings
Gurus streaks aroun my cabin, en- the
pine-;ops moane en- sings.
Lots o spooks Gums troopin bout me.
markin time with muftied drum.
I'm hyar the call NV comrades, long
sence gone'to kingdom cum
Bill, en- Taum, thet'drapped at Malvern,
en- thet long-leg'd prayin man
Him as brung Stonewalls dispatches.
frum way st the Rapidan
my ole-.~d IA bruther Liiah--Sho!
-" thers hundre-1 em tharl
Sumtimes loomin clost asa me, snm.
tinlrs fadin dim en- Ear.
They'se so mitey natchrul, often, ther
my burned old wowBed he'd,
Mout'nt be so Dig gone sartin eff Tn
livin yet or ded
! 'Cep' I'm sho my axes en hungur
would Mt fine no likely chanst
Toe be projickin', of evenings. loEg o
s.. fun l-marchin ha nts.
Yes, dun grone fustlus yander, en-
heTn "a traveller say, ">
Fhet I'd fine living cumrades, up hyal
nov q wsarin nhtchuf's gray
Who I'd make ole Johnny welcome et
he jihed ther dwindhu ranks.
Seekin fur toe hole together, in thel
= .2Camp,'amopg the Yank>.
Then that trav'fer low'd mo- fightiu