New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1855-07-26
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QUAKER PUNISHMENT.

A Long Island Quaker who had very unruly
negro boy living with him, and whose disposition
he had tried for long time to bring under the
control of the peaceful influence of Quakerism
in vain, tried new species of punishment, which
is related thus:
Tired Of moral suasion, the old Quaker was
about giving up in despair, when thought
struck him. " will punish the lad" said Amin
idab to himself; :" l will not strike him, for be
is one of Gods creatures, on whom men should
not lay their unworthy hands. JOSIAH" said
he, addressing the boy, "come here
Josh, whose keen eye discerned in the look
and manner OF the old Quaker, signs of some
master and hung his head in token Of humble
submission. I" Josiah continued the old man,
g thee hast been bad boy, and thy master has
lost all patience with thee: Dost thou know, Jo-
siah, where the wicked and unruly lads like the
90 to"
81 No. whined the negro.
@Nos Boy, has thee never heard Of the bad
place"
Yes" was the reply, g have heard that
dark dungeon where they get the birthstone
from"
" That is the place, boy" continued the Qua
ker, in solemn tone, and there must take
thee, Josiah"
"Me, massa, oh Lora, oh Lora; I-I-I-oh
Lora, massa."
''Gst Thy hat, Josiah, get thy hat, and come
with me; 1can hear no words from thee'
The boy got MS hat, and followed the Quaker
to the railroad depot, where they took the cars
for Brooklyn. The negro sat in silence, half
fearing, half doubling the old mans intentions
On flew the cars at rate the boy never had
rode before, the engine snorting and putting, not
unlike what his imagination had pictured the
chief of the internal regions. Trees, houses,
and fences seem to fly as if on wings, and before
| the cars reached Brooklyn the poor lads head
| was fairly bewildered, and he scarcely knew
whether ne was going up or s'down, down,
down" furious as the wind came the train
down Atlantic street; horses snorted and dashed
away from the track in fright; the boys hooted
| and screamed, and poor Josh looked as if he
thought hewas on his way to the land of spirits
Presently the engineer gave one of those terri
BILE whistles that echoed throughout the whole
city; and the engine plunged into the tunnel
"Good bye, JOSIAH said Aplinidab, and he
suddenly stepped from his seat to the platform
| outside the cars, A screech-a proan-and
then a stifed moan was heard where the negro
sat, and then all was dark and still, save the
putting and Whistling of the engine, and the
rafting OF the cars, as they whirled on through
| the marrow passage. Once or twice a noise like
a struggle or catching for breath was family
heard coming from the negroes seat, but moth
| ing was KnoWn OF the horrors of that enid
die passage" until the train emerged from
the tunnel on the west side. The passengers
were then Mortified at q sight which they sup
posed was case of cholera in their midst A
dead niger was right among them The old
Quaker had poor Josh by the collar, shaking
and scolding and trying to make him stand
upon his feet. But Josh was gone niger to
all appearances, and it was an hour before the
passengers could make him understand that he
had passed the Internal regions. Josh finally
came out right and it is hoped that he will be
better boy, and long remember his visit to the
bad place