The Lancaster ledger. [volume] (Lancaster, S.C.) 1852-1905, 1860-09-26
From the Charleston Mercury.
The Presidential Race
BY SAN BILLINGS"

Well, bows, duz you bIeeve in dreems?
| Guz. You all member that dream |
had bout Jim beng elected =?
Jim who, sam :"
jim buchanan, of course. Who else
Why | dremt saw him An Fillmore an
Fremon, all playin seven up, an when
Jim an Fillmore was both six an SIX what
Guz jim do but turn up Jack, AN git out
The very mex thing We heerd alter that
wUz that Jim wuz Iectel. | rote to jim
bout il, but he forgot to anser my letter
| tell on, boys, its no Use tawking. !
knows whats what, an If yOu only know,
ed what | dreamt last mite, you'd know
more than you knows now.
Take drink, Sam. and tell US all a.
bout it,
Don't keer ef | do. We'll, yon see alter
| left you, toys, last mite, wuz Just as
sober as ! ever wuz. You all knows that,
cause | never drinks, ccpt on speshul oc-
cashuns. | did stumble a Iced Jest f.
eeIle- but that wuz cause wuz thinking
so hard on what Bill thar had sed bou,
us gi,tin CuLer ei Old Brcck wuz ected.
an how nice it would lie to put such eel.
Icrs rs us down thar 10 take keer Of the
Dons AN Senorters. It wuz too much
trouble to shuck my coat or pull off my
butcs, SO laid down jest rs wuz Lets
take drink.
Well. as soon rs Morfus mad rapt me
in sleep, begun TO dreem. lhort
CRATE big felIer, with cooked hat an
sword 10y his side, teched me on the sho
der IN aXed me ef wouldn't 90 to the
race. tole him wood 90 anywhar fur
fun, an aXcd him TO pitch ahed. A. soon
as We got to the dorr, thar stood wun uf
the finest carries you ever set your We
On. The Sqire's don't hold lite to tt
My mystcrus conductor aXed me to get
in An then follered his-eIf Alter We wuz
in didn't say nuthin, An he didn't neither
and 30 we both wuz silent. The carrie
went nifty fast, An in about an hour an a
haf We stopt, forgot to menshuu that
thar wuz a black bottle tween the cushpns
an that both uf us tuck sevral drinks, ef
not more. Boys, let's take wun now.
We got out uf the carrie on to the
grown, an looked round us. In frunt, but
little to the rite, wuz q CRATE Big white
house an the rode rum the gate wuz so
fiXt that you Good cum to the dore frum
airy side you pleSed. All the way round
wuz about quarter uf mile. i. then
turned round to look at the people who
wuz thar. They WIZ about twenty in ali
Rte in frunt wuz Jim.
Mister Buchanan scs the man who
bTpuph, ma .uil,yp ma to
'Pshaw! ses |; 4 knows him well
enuf. I'm the man what done so much
for him an Breck to Punkinlown. How
do YOU do, ole teller! How hey you been'
HOw's all and what's the news
I'm fust rate thank YOU ses he, 'smi
lin and bowin' nifty perIite. 'How's all
10 Punkinlown
oh, we're all spry,' ses but what's
to pay herer
WHY, we'er goin' to heV the race ses
jim, speekiH' low to me, an lookin' mitv
solem, an | sent !ur you, to stan an juje
who beats. Cum along now and let me
inte' duce you to the folks.
Air those five felers in the rode the
candidates. ses |.
Yes ses he. 'an them other men out
thar is their trends and backers. But
here we air. GentiImen, allow me to in
terduce my particler frend Mister Billings
Mister Houston, Mister Billings Mister
Bell, Mister Billings; Mr.. Lincoln, Mister
Billings; Mister Douglas, Mister Billings:
Mr.. Breckenridge, Mister Billings. Mister
Billings, gentiImen, will take his stan
here, an juje who beets the race. Excuse
me fur minnit, as mus see ef the track
is cleer.'
1T seems to me, I've met you sumwhar
before, Mister Billings sea Mister Bel,
'an yourn is face what can't be easy
forgot
i don't recellec,' ses |, 'for seed what
he was ater'
1T mus be So ses he, for I've bio eve
rywhere through this glorious Union
This glorious Union, Mister Billings, mus
be preserved, an the eagle mus bare sloft