The weekly Anglo-African., 1859-08-20

rage.
"Well," said Bridget, the cook, (" how
would Mr.. Blanche's family look riding out
n common hack 7"
/" I think" said the laundress, Mrs.
Blanche would think the world had come
to an end if she had to ride out in public
hack"
YES" said Donohue, "and / think she
would give up riding altogether if she could
not have Noir Africanus, her black dandy
coachman, seated on the coach box. |
heard her say one day she could not think
of riding out with such spirited horses as
ours, unless her trustworthy and careful
black coachman was on the box"
"Ahl Donohue," says Bridget, ".I am
thinking Mrs. Blanche will have to ride
without her black pet, Africanus, on the
box, or stay at home. Don't you think
Mr., Blanche is about discharging Afri-
canus 7"
That's it p exclaimed Donohue.
"That's it p said they all.
Pretty good for you, Bridget" contin-
ued Donohue-"pretty good for you. I
tell you, our old greasy cook is first rate at
guessing"
Yes, Bridget" said the laundress, 81
think you would make frst-rate fortune
teller"
"Oh go away with your blarny," re-
piled Bridget, and don't bother u.s."
"Well, Bridget" said Donohue, " am
glad that the reins have at last been taken
out Of those huge black paws, and are
about to be put into white hands"
"Good luck to us all, and I hope they
may be the hands of an Irishman !" chimed
in the chambermaid
Donohue now proposed drink on the
strength of the affair. The chambermaid
proposed to go out to her brother-in-laws,
Barney O'Dougherty's, liquor store, and
smuggle in under her crinoline bottle of
his best Irish whisky, which thing she did.
Time did not permit them to observe much
ceremony in their jollifcation, and SO they
dispensed with the formality !of glasses,
and contented themselves with the less
ceremonious and more expeditions method
of passing the bottle around from one to
another Donohue uncorked the bottle
and led off with the first drink
:" To the health of Mr. Blanche . said he,
and may another darkey never more
darken his door,"
All! Patrick Donohue, but you are
sharp and witty this morning after your
great laugh" said Bridget, as she took the
bottle out of his hand.
Now, as Bridget Mcfarland was dear
lover of whisky, as well as her father be-
fore her, she drank deep to the health of
the good master of the house, in view of
the great change which she supposed he
was about to introduce in his domestic ar
rangements towards favoring their domes-
tic happiness.
They all drank to the health of the mas
ter They drank again to the health of
the mistress. They now proposed the
prosperity and success of old Ireland In
drinking this round, their enthusiasm was
so fervid, and they all drank so faithfully,
and heartily, and devoutly, that when it
was at last proposed to drink to the success
of the new conner, the bottle was empty,
and of course they were obliged, though
reluctantly, to postpone that pleasure to an
indefinite period.
While all this was going on in the kitch-
en-, the family remained seated in the
breakfast room.
think Donohue acted very vulgar and
unbecoming this morning." said Mrs.
Blanche. ~ have never witnessed such
conduct in colored waiter, and | have all
my life been surrounded by colored SER
wants. White servants are getting to be
so impertinent, and assume such liberties,
that think we shall, ere long, have to re-
turn to our old custom of employing col
ored servants altogether. They are more
respectful, trustworthy, and faithful
"Ma," broke in Master Charles, " do not
scold poor Donohue. / am sure he could
not help laughing at the idea of you and
pa riding ont on the avenue in a common
hack, when our friends all give us the name
OF driving the handsomest establishment on
the avenue. know could not help laugh
ing, and think poor Donohue must have
felt as much like it as did"
But, brother" interposed Miss Emily,
pa did not mean it, did you pa2"
My daughter" replied Mr.. Blanche, 81
did not mean to say that we must positive