Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1866-05-30
~. N.sBY DREAMS A DREAM on THE
STEPS OF THE WHITE HOUSE.
From the Toledo Blade.
Confederit x Roads, (Which IS IN


seed him in handlin guvmet money,
DRAWN his salary promptly, and takin
his drinks regerly, while |, a Constooshnel
Dimekrat, supporter Nv our great and
good President, wuz forced to the humil-
ashun NV watin till wuz treated, ceptin
when new grocery keeper cnm ID, which
gave me chance to establish credit for
a short time / felt that sumthin must
be done, and. therefore, | went to WASH
ington. t.' fa
/ went drekly to the Second Jaxon
hisself. / succeed in gettin in audience
late in the afternoon. Our patron saint
wuz sittin at table eggsausted with re-
ceviu delegashens and SIGH.
well ?" sed he.
"Honered and spectcd sir" said |, II
am applicant for the post orfs at Con-
fedrit x Roads, WITCH is at present held by
Ablishnist who does not believe in yoor
policy, wich l do believe in solemnly.
Spected and honered SIR" sed |, ref |
shood have twins born to me this mite |
shood name EN- both Policy"
witch State are 700 from? p sed he
half sleep
From Kentucky, honered and spected
SIR sed l.
WELL" sed he yawnin fearfully, and
turnin to a cleark' FIJI ont d pardon
and give him n commission,
"H0nered and spectet sir, sed I, in a
fit of loonacy. for wich can't account,
II dont't need pardon, wuz never in
the late lamented Confedrit servis."
"What'n thunder are you here for beg
gin post offs? Git out, 700 imposter.
and wuz too wunst ingominiovsly shov-
ed to the door.
Then hear. broke and dead broke, not
heving the wherewith to prokoor more
sootable lodgin, | lay me down on the
cold stun steps and sought refuge from my
troubles in sleep.
| dreamed a dream. Methwat wuz
in room in the White House Stretched
out on one side of the room wuz the corpse
of a giant, monster in size and strength
but withal Nv pleasiu presence and fair
to look upon. Onto his head was a lih-
orty cap, and by his side was a sword
considerably dinted and with all the gil.
din knocked off.
"Wat is these" sed I. poiuten to the
corpse, of sort Nv a attendant.
Them" replied he, lis the defunct
carcass Nv Republikinism. He was a
herty yooth in his day, but he died this
mornin. Look the mourners are comin
to divide his clothes
And shoor enuff they came in At the
head wuz the second Jaxon which the Alb.
lishunists dcrisively call Moses, who ap-
peared to lie angry, and clost behind him
wuz Seward weepin out NV one eye and
a smile out Nv tother. and Jim Lane who
had Handkerchief wich be occasionally
put to his eyes, but wich | notist wuz ez
dry as lime kiln. and Doolitte and lee
and Raymond and Beauregard and Cowan
and Stephens and Thurlow Weed and
Vallandigham and Gev. Sharkey and a
host Nv others, all Nv wich ranged them
around the bier.
ale wuz promisin yooth, said Sew
ard, putin his hankercher to his eyes,
"but the atmosphere OF the White House
wuz too much for him. insist however
sed he pocketin the Handkerchief and
takin hold Nv trlnket the corpse held
in his hand labeled presidency. 1862"
from which hung morn million Nv small
Ter trinkets, that ez twas me that pizened
him, this is mine" Bg #H
May" sed johnson, II did the bizi-
ness for him, and it's mine"
"Settle it ez you please sed Raymond
gently "but whoever gifts it must remem-
Der that this Secrctaryship is mine"
"And l." sed Doolittle, must hev for
MY assistance, this little affair marked,
"St James," for my seat in the SENT is
a goner."
"For my part" sed Jim Lane, 1.-THE
Western appointments is mine. It's
worth EN- all to wear this collar" eel.
my friends" sed Stephens, al find no
amnesty ABOUT the corpse. There must
be one manufactured and stuck in his
pocket to be prodoost at the funeral"
Thurlow Weed scd nothin. but looked
on with q sardonic smile, knowing perfec-
ly well that whoever took the biggest
part Nv the plumber he'd control it any
way.
Gov. Sharkey laid claim TO secretary
ship, and Boregard to the place Nv sher-
man and Lee to Grants position, and
Vallandigham wanted this. end tother fell
Ter that, and there wuz terrible hubbub
over the corpse. Wilks Booths ghost
came in and wanted to know what he was
to hev in the new deal. for sed he, "cf I
hadn't bin for me where'd 700 all hev
been Talk Nv the White House atmos-
lphere KILN him Talk Nv the White
House atmosphe KILN him I'm s,.a