The Southern herald., 1898-02-25
Letter from Jim Lindsay.


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Of your cansiderals indulgence, 20
break the awlul solitude, that l
have maintained for a period u
wears, and oHce more shoot of the
esotistieal contents If my 22-ealibrr
eranium for edi6catiOn aud rver.
lasting benefit Of the numerous and
intelligent readers Of our rock
ribbed and ancient home journal.
Well, Presuming that my aPPli-
cation for space has been granted,
and that ! am a, liberty 10 g. ahead
and spit on, my wisd"m by great
gnbs and mouthtuls, I will brgin
at the beginning, like the gOOdLnrd
did, when he created the heaven
and the earth, AMI all that in them
is, and tell the dear readers few
straightforward, honest lies, as in
ys olden time,
Well. after l quit the straight
and narrow ways Of civilization,
progressive politics, recli,ude and
morality, and spread my silent tent
among the whispering palmeitos
and ghOsily gray-besrded d mOnarchs
Of the boundless swamp, among CO.
lossal mosquitoes, gigantic bull
frogs and scsly alligators, and
learned TO say my prayers in a new
and rather queer style, nisfortunes
and accidents began TO gather and
follow in my fantastic., and ever
VARYING wake-not that | am rails
ing kick as high as the brszen
head Of the Colossus Of Rhodes
about as simple a thing as one little
. unfortunate accident, for know as
well as you do, Mr. Editor, that
! such things as accidents will hap
pen, even in the very best regulat-
! ed families That unfortunate acci.
dents have been happening, even
in the very first families, ever since
our mutual ancestor got that awful
! fall from an apple-lree, that grew
= in that beautiful garden CD the
: banks Of Euphrates river at period
y so early in the annals Of the hirtory
: nfthe human race, and that acci
: dents will, very probably, continue
= happening, until some great anc
l. awful accident shall preeipitatt
that fearful day, when all tn,
|. hammered hosts OF all the nations y
the earth shall unLurl their blood,
:. battle flags beneath the mourning
d sky, and the clash and rattle an,
A, roar of con flict shall resound from
1t the snow clad peaks Of one rock
le ribbed mountain range to another
and battle shouts aud dea,hfu
le groans shall pervade the thunder
" smitten air, while the vale Of tn
le worlds great Armageddon sha'
70 weep in crimson streams Of goret
es while the fair, bright Day god ,
IS, the East shall conceal his rsdiar
he face in veil Of ebon hue, and all tn
Is glorious armament shall be role
III away like a scroll, and the promit
re ed flames of the last day shall com
in consuming all the works Of all II
is races, Of all the various classes,
u; every condition and vocation
ng life, who inhabii this terresiri
Ter globe, and Of all the countle
he generations, who have ever passt
I'D across the ftful stages Of huns
ue existence. Yes, Mr.. Editor, ga
" realize and know, that acciden
nd al casualties will very likely occu
in long, long after you and | ha'
on both pitched our respective cam
,ut in that mysterious swamp, th
,ut lies beyond the whirling hoodlid
wo Of life, beyond the shadowy vale
m. Death, and that accidents wi
les probably continue happening ev,
,at after the swelling floods Of Etern
Ike oblivion have swept and role
rs. obliterating the very last faint trac
in. of mans footsteps on the sands
~. transient time, and that the DE-
NJ girl, that | left behind me, mi
"a, accidentally find her ticket cure
NV a. the Gulden Gate, and pass Il
No. pearly portals and walk inside 4
lid Jasper palisades, along the street
lhe all paved with gold, and wear
md jewelled diadsm, and play on
acc harp Of divers tones. There'll
III Hot Times 10 the Old Town
'os nigbt-in concert with the 9th
a.. little angels
bs, But while | was gone, Mr.. .Editc
-, she accidentally went back on m
e, | would not insinuate for momeI
g. that she tuck, and done it purpo