ein but one man at the station.
He wuz dressed with a sash over his shoulder, and wuz wavin a flag with
wun hand, firin a saloot with a revolver with the other, and playin
"Hail to the Chief!" on a mouth organ, all to wunst.

"Who are you, my gentle friend?" sez I.

"I'm the newly-appinted Postmaster, sir," sez he. "I'm a perceshun a
waitin here to do honor to our Cheef Magistrate, all alone, sir. There
wuz twenty Johnsonians in this hamlet, sir; but when the commishn came
for me, the other nineteen wuz soured, and sed they didn't care a d----n
for him nor his policy, sir. Where is the President?"

Androo wuz a goin to swing around the cirkle for this one man, and leave
the Constooshn in his hands, but Seward checked him.

At Fremont we hed a handsome recepshun, for the offises hevn't bin
changed there, but Toledo didn't do so well. The crowd didn't cheer
Androo much, but when Farragut was trotted out they gave him a rouser,
wich wuz anything but pleasin to the Cheef Magistrate uv this nashen,
who bleeves in bein respected.

Finally we reeched Detroit. This bein a Democratic city, the President
wuz hisself agin. His speech here wuz wun uv rare merit. He gathered
together in one quiver all the sparklin arrows he had used from
Washington to this point, and shot em one by one. He swung around the
cirkle; he didn't come to make a speech; he hed bin Alderman uv his
native town; he mite hev been Dicktater, but woodent; and ended with a
poetickal cotashun wich I coodent ketch, but wich, ez neer ez I cood
understand, wuz,--

"Kum wun, kum all; this rock shel fly
From its firm base--in a pig's eye."

Here we repose for the nite. To-morrow we start onward, and shel
continue swingin around the cirkle till we reach Chicago.

PETROLEUM V. NASBY, P.M.
(wich is Postmaster),
and likewise Chaplin to the expedishn.

XXXI.

The Presidential Tour Continued.--From Detroit to Indianapolis.

POST OFFIS, CONFEDRIT x ROADS
(wich is in the Stait uv Kentucky),
September 11, 1866.

I am at home, and glad am I that I am at home. Here in Kentucky,
surrounded by Dimicrats, immersed a part of the time in my offishel
dooties, and the balance uv the time in whiskey, with the privilege uv
wallopin nigge