A darkey had a dream and thought he went to the bad place. The next day he told his friends what he had dreamed, and they asked him a great many questions.
“Did you see ole Satan down dar?” one of them asked.
“Oh, yes; I seed ole Satan dar, an’ Belzybub, an’ Pollyun an’ de hull lot. Dey was jist standin’ roun’ an’ tendin’ to de bisniss, pokin’ de fires an’ makin’ it hot fer de folks.”
“Was dey—was dey any niggahs down dar?”
“Oh, yes, dey was lots an’ lots o’ niggahs, heaps on ’em.”
“An’ white folks?”
“Oh, yes, lots o’ white folks, too; scores an’ scores on ’em.”
“Oh, yes, plenty Democrats.”
“An’ ’Publicans?”