68. LXVIII. 
HAS A DREAM.
Church uv the Noo Dispensashun, } 
October the 21st, 1864.
 
I am no bleever in gosts or dreems, or sich, nor 
never wuz. Ef the tyrant Linkin, (wich is a 
ape,) shood draft me, and I shood be dragged to 
the tentid feeld, a unwillin marter, I know I shood 
much prefer meetin the gost uv a rebel soljer, 
wich is a shadder, than 2 enkounter wun in the 
flesh, with a muskit and baynet, wich is no shadder. 
Dreems is likewise unsubstanshel, and result, 
9 cases out uv 10, frum aboose uv the stumick. I 
dreem but seldom, and wen I do, I alluz attribit 
it 2 eatin a pound or two more sassij, or drinkin 
a quart or two more whisky, than I reely need, 
late at nite; and I never bleevd they wuz prophetik, 
becoz I don't allow that the seat uv prophesy 
is located in the stumick. These is my theory 
uv gosts, dreems, and sich.
I hed a dreem last nite, wich left a impreshn on 
my mind. I hed bin preparin a sermon, provin 
that “Servants, obey yoor masters,” justified the 
ketchin uv niggers with dorgs, wen I fell asleep 
and dreemed. Methawt I wuz dead, and hed laid 
in that stait 200 yeers, and hed awoken, and found 
myself agin on earth. I saw nothin pekoolyer. 
There wuz more ralerodes, and more skool-houses, 
and in2 wun uv the latter I went.
The skool-marm wuz eggsaminin a class uv 
youngsters in histry.
“Who wuz the greatist and goodest men the 
Yoonitid Staits ever prodoost?”
“George Washington and Aberham Linkin.”
“What did they do?”
“Washington foundid the government, and Linkin 
preservd it.”
“Who wuz the wust men the country prodoost?”
A little gurl anserd:
“Joodath Ithcariot, Benedict Arnold, Jeff Davith 
and Vallandigum.”
“Yoo air wrong, my child,” retortid the skool-marm. 
“Judas lived in another country, and be4 
the others. They were so simler, however, that 
the errer is excoosible. What did Arnold, and 
Davis, and Vallandigum do?”
“Arnold betrayed his country, and took up arms 
agin it; Davis rebelled agin his government, and 
Vallandigum helped him all he cood without gettin 
hisself into danger.”
“What names were given them ez opposed the 
government, in '76 and '61?”
“Tories and Copperheds.”
“Which wuz the wust, the Tories or Copperheds?”
“That pint hez bin much discust, but no konkloosion 
hez ever bin arriv at.”
“How menny times wuz Linkin electid President?”
“Two.”
“Had he enny opposition for the sekkund 
term?”
“Nun 2 speek uv. The rebels and Copperheds 
run a disgracd soljer, whose name sum historyans 
giv ez Mickfadden, uthers ez Micknellan, and 
uthers ez Micklellan; but ez he reseevd no votes 
in the elektoral collij, the eleckshun wuz considderd 
unanimus. The Copperhed candidate sunk 
in2 obskoority after the war, and he wuz forgotten, 
wich wuz lucky for his children.”
I notist about haff the childern hed on bloo 
ribbin; one-fourth wuz drest ordinary, and the 
balence hed a white rag pinned to ther bax. I 
asked the skool-marm wat this indikatid. She 
askt me ef I wuz a furriner; to wich I anserd, I 
wuz, a furrin prince in disgise, on a tower uv observashen. 
She replied:
“Them ez hez bloo ribbins is the descendants 
uv the soljers uv the grate rebellion; them with 
no dekorations is desendid frum loyal men who 
wuz not soljers; and them poor things who hev 
the white rag, [she bustid in2 teers and wept perfoosely,] 
are the unforchnit desendance uv—Copperheds!”
I visitid a court-house. The case they wuz 
tryin wuz slander. One man hed asserted that the 
great-great-grandfather uv another, who wuz a 
opposin candidate for Gustis uv the Peese, hed 
bin a Copperhed. Plaintiff brot into court a old 
paper printed in 1864, wich showd that sed ancester 
wuz on a Linkin sentrel komity. Goory 
brot in a verdick uv $10,000 for plaintiff.
I awoke frum this dreem in a cold swet. “Is 
it possible,” thot I, “that posterity will so regard 
us?” and for a minnit I wuz almost persuadid to 
be a Christian. But I thot uv the post-offisis, and 
sed 2 myself, “What is posterity to a ded man? 
Let me hev offis, and the menes uv keepin my 
skin full uv whisky without work, and posterity 
may think wot it pleezis.” And I resoomed laber 
on my sermon.
Petroleum V. Nasby, 
Paster uv sed Church, in charge.