Litchfield enquirer., 1860-12-20
JOHNC. CALHoUN,s VISION.
A CHAPTER FOR DIsuN1eNIsrs-A MOST srNGu
LAR DREAM.

A ChAfiEk FUR DiSuNI0NiSTS-A MOST SING
 LAR DREAM.
 The following most remarkable and sing, lar story was furnished for the Philadelphi Quaker Csty, in the winter of 1849-5O, b its Washington correspondent, and was, { that time, quite generally copied into tf leading papers of the day. A renewal of th exciting issues of that time render the S, pernatural lesson particularly appropriat for today Read it, all you who wouI sever with unhallewed hands the sacre bonds that unite in peace and prosperity al the Godgiven blessings that have descende to us from former generations. Read it, a you who would raise an unhallowed hand t pluck single star from our national escui cheon, or erase single stripe from the bar aer of the free. Read it, all ye who delit erately and unblushingly lay plans for tn dismemberment of all that the true Ameri can holds dear, and the true patriot cherish es as his blood-bought birthright, and re member that though that hand may not b palsied in this life, yet the mark of the trai tor shall rest upon it in the world to come:
 MR. cALHoUN's DREAM
 MT. Editor: The other morning, at tn breakfast table, our friend, the Hon. J. c Calhoun, seemed very much troubled ant out of spirits. You know he is altogether venerable man, with a hard, stern, Scotch Irish face, softened in it's expression around the mouth by a sort sad smile, which wins the eye of all who converse with him. Hi hair is snowy white He is thin, tall, anG angular. He reminds you very much of OlG Hickory. That he is houest, Lo one doubts he has sacrificed to his fatalism his bright est hopes of political advancement-has of fered up on the shrine of that necessity which he worsIips all that can excite am bition--even the Presidency of the United States
 But to my story: The other morning at the breakfast table, where I, an observed spectator, happened to be present, Calhoun was observed to gaze at his right hand, and brush it with his left in hurried and nerv- ous manner. He did this so often that it excited attention. At length one of the persons composing the breakfast party, (Toombs, a member of Congress from Geor gia, took it upon himself to ask the occa- sion of Mr. CaIhoun's disquietude.
 Does your hand pain you?" he asked.
 To this Mr. Calhoun replied in rather a Hurried manner ''Pshaw! It is nothing ! Only dream which 1 had last night, and that makes nle see perpetually black spot like all ink blotch--upon the back of my right hand; optical deIusion, 1 Isuppose.
 Of course these words excited the curios 'y of tie company, but no cne begged the details Of this singular dream, until Toombs asked quietly:
 "What was your dreum Ike? I am not very Supcrstitiops about dreams, but some- times they have q good deal of truth in thcnl."
 But this was such peculiarly absurd dream" said Alr. Calhoun, again brushing; the back of his right hand; however, if it does not too much intrude upon the time of our iriends, l will relate it to you"
 Of course the company were proluse in their expressions of anxiety to know all about the dream. In his singularly sweet voice, Mir. Calhoun related it.:
 "At a late hour last night, ss I was sit ting in my room engaged in writing, 1 was astOnished by the entrance of visitor, who without a word, took a seat opposite me at my table. This surprised me, as I had given particular orders to q servant that should on no occasion be disturbed. The manner in which the intruder entered, so perfectly self-possessed, taking his seat opposite me, without word, as though my room and all within it belonged to him, excited within me as much surprise as indignation. As I rais- ed my head to look into his features, over the top of my shaded lamp, discovered that he was wrapped in a thin cloak, which eff: fectualIy concealed his features from my view. As raised my head he spoke:
 "What are you doing, Senator from Car olina?"
 "I did not think of the impertinence at first, but answered him voluntary:
 CT am writing plan for the dissolution of the American Unionw You know, gen tlemen, am expected to produce plan for dissolution in the event of certain contin- gences.)
 To this the intruder replied, in the coolest manner possible:
 "Senator from South Carolina, will you allow me to look at your hand-your right handW
 He rose; the cloak fell, and l beheld his face. Gentlemen, the sight of that face struck me like thunder clap. It was the face of dead man, whom extraordinary events had called back to life. The features were those of General George Washington; yes, gentlemen, the intruder was none other than George Washington He was dressed in Revolutionary costume. such as you see preserved in the Patent Office"
 Here Mir. Calhoun paused, apparently much agitatcd. His agitation, need not tell you, was shared by the company. MT Toombs at length broke the embarrassing pause. "Well, we'll, what was the issue ol this scene? Mr. Calhoun resumed:
 The intruder, as have said, rose and asked to look at my right hand. As though I had not the power to refuse, I extended it. The truth is, l felt strange thrill per wade me at his touch; he grasped it and held it near the light, thus afordiBg me full time to examine every feature of his face It was the face of Geerge Washington, gentlemen I shuddered as beheld the horrible dead alire look of that visage. After holding my hand for moment, he looked at me steadi ly, and said in quiet way:
 "And with this hand, Senator from Soutf Carolina, you would sign your name to a pa per declaring the Union dissolved?"
 l answered in the affirmative. Yes, said l, if certain contingency arises, will sign my name to the Declaration of Dis I1n O..I IL v-A -l