TO HARMS ! TO HARMS !

Nelson Evening Mail, Volume III, Issue 65, 18 March 1868, Page 2

TO HARMS ! TO HARMS !

TO THE EdITOU OP THE NELSON EVENING MAIL. Dear Mr. Heditor — is it true that the Fenian Irishers are arising all around us, a rearing tlie green flag of liberty on their gilded standard and about to throw the vile Saxon into the Ocean wave ? The werry thort makes mo creep all over, and trirable in my limbs, and I arsk myself are we prepared to meet the fo ? These, Mr. Heditor, are times which makes a man feel how werry much a man depends upon his own hindividual self — To Harms ! To Harms ! should be our watchword. How thankful we should be to know that we have so many galliant hearts embodied in the Red Coats of our City Rifles , how proud we should feel wheu a looking at the martial blue coats of the Artillery who, a tossing their noses in the air, seem to dispise all fos. We have galliant hearts at Waimea West, we have desperate men at Hokepoke, but, Mr. Heditor, we aiut got enough on 'em, we want more galliant souls. Let us call meetius, let us a-peel to the feelins of fathers, of uncles, and of eons. Our galliant Major is ready for the field, and says, he will lead us to glory and to deth. He says to me the other day Jones, says he, we're in for a shine, says he, but, says he, whose afeered ? /ain't. I means, Jones, says he, to have my hirmy out, I means to show them what drill is, — the Hofficers, says he, may be cleverer coves nor me, but, says he, they ain't made of the same stuff — I'll stand no repairs, says he, and Jones, says he, should / in the battle field fall, just remember to tell every one I was fightin a hurricane agin the Hinvaders of our soil, and may be they'd erect a moneyment over my remanes. I then had a talk to the Cap ting of the Red Coats — Jones, says he, I dont care a baubee for all the Fenian* on the globe, my company of men along side of the Cadits is able to knock

them into a Cocked Hat, but, Jones, says he, whin I fchiok of the palpitating hearts a-busting through fear and anxiety, whin I think of the fair bussums a-throbbing for fear 1 should be liurt, the thing becomes serious, and I feel it is a duty I owe ray country to call a meetin of my hofficers and adopt some measures to allay their anxiety. Now, Mr. Heditor, with such men as these, and with such sentiments heminating from their lips, what need we care, and that's my reason for now a-riting to you, so just tell the publick to keep their peckers up ; we have a leader sich as you wou't find every day in the week, and •what a comfort — what a consolation this should be to us all in this our time of trubble I I am, dear Mr. Heditor, i Tom Jones.