On the Camden and Amboy, nigger brakesmen; and at the polls, niggers!
Where shall we find refuge?
In the North? Lo! it is barred agin us by Ablishnism.
In the South? In their eyes the Northern copperhead findeth no favor.
In Mexico? There is war there, and we might be drafted.
Who will deliver us? Who will pluck us from the pit into wich we hev
fallen?
Where I shel go the Lord only knows, but my impression is, South Karliny
will be my future home. Wade Hampton is electid Governor, certin, and in
that noble State, one may perhaps preserve enough uv the old Dimokratic
States Rites to leaven the whole lump.
"I'm aflote--I'm aflote
On the dark rollin sea."
And into what harbor fate will drive my weather-beaten bark, the
undersigned can not trooly say.
Noo Gersey--farewell! The world may stand it a year or two, but I doubt
it.
Mournfly and sadly,
PETROLEUM V. NASBY,
Lait Paster uv the Church uv the Noo Dispensashun.