101. CI. 
MEETS A PARDONED REBEL, WHO ENLIGHTENS HIM.
Saint's Rest, (wich is in the Stait uv Noo Gersey, } 
September the 21st, 1865.
 
Ginral Boanerges Pogram, uv Mississippy, 
who demonstrated his devoshun to the grate 
prinsiples uv constooshnel liberty, by servin the 
Confedrisy as a commissary, wrote me to meet 
him in Washinton. He hed jest reseeved his 
pardon, and the fust yoose he made uv his privileges, 
wuz to cum to Washinton to meet me for 
consultashen on the hopes and prospex uv the 
Dimokrasy.
Ginral Pogram is a fine specimen uv the ginooine, 
shivelrus Sutherner. Six feet 2 inches in 
hite, he kin chaw more terbacker, spit with 
greater accooracy, and walk uprite under a bigger 
lode uv strate whisky than any man I ever 
met. A unsofistikatid child uv nacher, he scorns 
the polish and sham uv wat is called civilization. 
Never shel I forgit the litenin-glanse uv contempt 
he darted at me, when I askt him to qualify his 
whisky with a little water!
Ginral Pogram opened by lamentin the un 
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timely decease uv so many Suthern voters, in the 
late diabolikle war Linkin and his helyuns made 
upon em.
I replied, to wunst, that that deficit cood be 
easily made up. “I hev,” sez I, “bin a considrin 
this matter. At a triflin expenditoor uv money 
the tide uv emigrashen from Europe kin be turnd 
Southward, and the places uv yoor slawterd heroes 
be filled with the Irishman, the German, 
the”—
“Liar! theef! murdrer! nigger-steeler!” shoutid 
the Ginral, seezin me by the throte, and brandishin 
his cane over me.
Fallin on my knees, (formin a tablow, the 
“Yoonyun ez it wuz,”) I gaspt,
“Why this violence?”
“O, nuthin,” replied the Ginral, relaxin his 
holt, “I shel be electid to Congris, and ez I shel 
hev to mix with yoo Yankees, I wuz a practisin 
the old tacktix, jist to git my hand in agin. Wuz 
yoo afeerd? Bless yoor sole, we woodent kill a 
Northern Dimekrat for no money—we need em. 
“But,” continnerd he, “this emigrashen skeem 
uv yoorn won't work. Yer Irishman and yer 
German wood work, but they 'd want wages!”
“Wal!” sez I, astoundid, not seein wat he wuz 
drivin at.
“Can't yoo see,” sez he. “They 'd earn money, 
they 'd save it. Our habits is expensive, and now 
that nigger-breedin is dun away with, we can't 
sell a half dozen niggers per annum, to keep up 
our expenses. Alas! (teers suffused his beemin 
eyes, ez he spoke) the last nigger I sold wuz ez 
white ez yoo are; my son Tom wuz her father, 
and I got $2,500 for her in Mobeel, when she wuz 
16. I sold her to the Presdent uv the Suthern 
Sosiety for the covershn uv the heathn. I knockt 
a hundred off the price uv the gal, on that account. 
But to resoom.
“The furriner works, and saves suthin. We 
won't work, can't sell no more niggers, and git 
hard up, and hev to sell land to furriners. Then, 
he 's OUR EKAL! and wat becums uv the anshent 
shivelry?”
“But,” sez I, “yoo hed the poor whites among 
yoo afore the war. What wuss wood a furriner 
be?”
“Them poor whites wuz a pekoolyer class; we 
kep em coz we hed to hev em to vote. We allowd 
em to squat on our lands, never let em learn 
2 read, and kep ther skins full uv cheep whisky. 
When wun uv em got to know too much, we 
either killed him or sent him North, keepin 
among us jest sech ez we wantid. With our poor 
whites doin our votin at hum, yoo Dimekrats doin 
it up North, and the niggers doin our labor, trooly 
we wuz a favord peeple.”
“But who are yoo goin to git to do yoor labor?”
“The nigger.”
“But yoo 'll hev to pay him wagis!”
“Not much. The Northern legislachers are a 
passin laws agin their comin there, so they can't 
git away from us, and jest ez soon ez the thrice-accursed 
hirelin soljers are withdrawd, our laws 
is in force, and then wat good is a nigger's contract 
to him? Methinks the cuss uv Kanan is 
still onto him, Linkin to the contrary notwithstandin. 
I shel be kind to mine—I shel pay the 
able-bodied field-hands $4 per month, mechaniks 
say $6. Uv coarse, ef furriners kin compete with 
em, and work for less, we 'll take em, pervided 
they 'll be ez umble.
“The nigger wuz made to be a slave. God 
cust Kanan, and sed he shood be a servant forever. 
Did he mean us to pay em wages? Not 
enny; for ef he had, he wood hev ordered our 
tastes and habits so ez we shood hev hed the 
wherewithal to do it.
“Nasby,” sed he, a pausin to drain the bottle, 
and rollin his ize uppards, “I am the child uv a 
pious parence, and never, no, never, will I depart 
from their faith. God cust the nigger, and I will 
do my part, manfully, toward carryin out His 
will. Watever betides us, the sons uv Ham must 
be the servance uv the sons uv Japheth, and their 
dawters likewise, that the Skripter shel be fulfilled.”
I partid with that grate and good man, my 
mind full uv the neerly white gals he owned, and 
determined, ere long, to be assistin uv him in fulfillin 
that part uv the Skripter.
Petroleum V. Nasby, 
Lait Paster uv the Church uv the Noo Dispensashun.