Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1863-05-02
JcE. Davis'Drean.


Jcf. Davis Dream.
One day O short time ago, while sitting
in hotel in Richmond, Va, a total strau,
ger to every one in the city, / took up a
daily paper for the purpose of passing away
and idle hour for further comfort seat.
ed myself in the recesses of u bay window,
and was thus wholly hidden from the view,
of any who might chance to enter the room.
| was the solitary occupant OF the room,
and had just become interested in the lat
| est news, when heard the door open, and
the footsteps of two persons approaching.
They seemed 10 be talking con6ientially TO,
gether and thought it my duty 10 make
known my presence by some sign so that l
might not hear anything not Intended for
my ear, but on peering iOto the room, i'm
agne my surprise wheu Irecognized in the
occupants Jeff. Davis and his traitor friend
Toombs, of Georgia / be>ilatcd no Ion.
ger, but settled back in my seat and bent
every reuergy to listen to the CONVERSATION,
which was carried on in q low tone. -sA e.,
But, said Mr. Tombs. Mr. Davis, yoy
must rot give way to the vargarles OF
your brain Come, tell me that dream oi
yours. and my word for 1t, you will fels' bet
ter after the recital. .-yr
Davi. rising from his seat turned The key
in the door, and taking q seat close 10y
Toombes, gave the following version of the
dream that has disturbed him. Said he
had party Of friends to supper last
night, who prolonged their visit 10 late
hour. ate heartily during the evening,
and experienced a strange feeling Of heavi
ness before retiring NY rom. you know,
is well supplied with large windows, and
the night being splendid one, lay upon
my back gazing out on the heavens spurk
ling as it were with diamonds, aud rumin
ating on The destiny of the Confederacy
How long continued thus. l know not,
but stealing on my senses, asit appeared
TO me, Instantly came clearer perceptions of
our cause from the beginning. l thought
myself in Washington, in the same room
where we all met that night to perfect our
plans for the destruction Of the Republic.
thought you aud Breckenridge ere there
and seemed 10 live over again The closing
scenes which were enacted in Congress, aud
| was startled from the contemplation by u
low deep voice, close by my pillow, saying:
Jefferson Davis Jefferson Davis! This
was the beginning, started aud looked
around to see who it was that spoke 10
those tones, and cold chill of horror crept
over me, and | saw dim, shadowy figure
disappear in The distance. Presently my
gaze became fixed, aud before me passed
the whole Southern land, one State after
ano her. Maryland heaving aud tossing
upon The waves Of the ocean, doubling
which way to plunge Virginia had u
smiling exterior, bnt the most deadly and
damning hate rsukiug 10 her hearl /;
Georgia, crazy with the enol nous weight oil
her sin, and passions, ANXIOUS 10 give them
vent in the warm blood of the Northern
heart /; aud so passed they all one after an'
other aud the last appearance still more
bellish than the 6rst. No sooner were
these ended thau 10y change in my posi-
tion, imagined myself fstanding on The Top
of Bunker Hill, aud once more the panor-
ANA of the States were presented before me.
This time il was of the North. But Why
enter into the details of this vision for
saw them in all the beauty oflhe free sys.
fem the children on their way 10 school,
the old people at their MONDAY prayer
meeting. the farmer in the field, and The
scholar at his study. All this passed
rapidly before me, and l felt a fire in my
heart that to my disordered brain threaten
ed to consume me entirely. Again the
scene changed. and ! found myself on a
height overlooking Charleston harbo At
that moment the Star of the West was al.
tempting to carry provisions 10 the siarv.
ipe garrison within. ! saw the shot 6'ed
forcing her return, aud my heart sauk with
in me as | heard that deep solemn voice
beside me. Jefferson Davis this is your
preparation for the halter ! ....g..I ..
Again saw another feet sail to the re
lief OF Sumter, saw the bomardment and its
final fall. Ouce more imagined myself
! standing on the summit of Bunker Hill,
aud the whole North lay spread out at my
feet, and, my God The change that had
come over that land Where from this
very spot, and ex exlending oot to its furthest
corner. there WAS a hurryipg to and fro.
men taking up their nuskets. and all tend
ling to Que Washington. Ny eyes
fairly blazed from my head, when from the
clear blue sky above me, heard once
sgain that mysterious voice ringing 10 my
ear. Jefferson Davis behold the armed
IlsSions Of the North; see the agony Of pert
liug. SEQ the misery and dssolstiou that fol.