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whereat the Doyle was highly delighted and asked him if he got much whiskey the other side.
To which Pat replied with regret, that that strengthening beverage cost $30 a quart in Secessia.
After trotting him all over creation and giving him a lunch, we put him on top of the Avery house, and let him look at Rebs through a telescope; but I am sure he saw nothing, though he exclaimed, “Bless my soul!”
a great deal.
October 14, 1864
How shall I vote?
I don't know that I shall be given the chance; but, if I am, I shall vote for the blue-blooded Abraham.
It was with a feeling of depression that I heard the first rumors that the Dems had carried Pennsylvania, Ohio, and Indiana; and when the truth came out, I felt glad.
This proves to me that I look on the Mac party with misgiving.
The soldiers' vote is an unexpected one; they are said to show five to one for the Administration, which tells me that they identify it with the support of the war; for the troops in their private thoughts make the thrashing of the Rebs a matter of pride, as well as of patriotism.
I venture to say that at no time during the war have the Rebel papers talked so desperately; they speak of the next month settling the question, and of arming the negroes.
If they do this latter, the slavery candle will burn at both ends.
I have no idea that the next month will settle it, though, of course, there is a chance for important movements during the autumn, as at other seasons of good weather.
We must keep at them — that is the only way; no let up, no armistice.
They perfectly hate what we are doing now, going a couple of miles and fortifying, then going two more and fortifying again; then making a sudden rush, taking a position and a lot of cannon, and again fortifying that. All these moves being a part of what we 