Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1860-04-21
MistelIaneous.
A Slave Soils his Master.

A Slave Sells his Master.
| Matthew Hobson, generally called Black
Matt, on account OF the darkness OF his com.
| plexioB,) was well known by the inhabitants
OF The seaboard Of Virginia some years ngo
as slave dealer, and an accomplished
breaker in" of bad flesh. lie once purcha.
sed bright mulatto by the name of Sam at
| very low price, on account Of his numerous
bad qualities such as thieviug, lying and
| drunkenness. Sam was intelligent with all
| his faults-could read and write and apo the
airs OF polished gentleman. He was so far
| removed, 200, from the pure African, that he
could scarcely be distinguished from q white
man. On his becoming the property of the
slave dealer he received several severe ad.
monitions, in order tina: he might have O fore.
taste of the temper of his master. Secretly
he vowed vengeance for these striking proofs
OF Matts affection, and in d short time an op-
| portnnity offered to crafty that vengeance.
Watt made up his gang and shipped them
at Norfolk. The barque arrived safely at
New Orleans. and was brought to the wharf.
ln order that Sam might bring good price,
Sam was logged of in fine clotbes-calf ski
boots, q silk hat, aud kid gloves. Matt
thought by the external show to realize at
least 81 800 for the mulatto, as the body SER
want Of some rich planter. Sam was conse-
quently allowed to 90 on shore in order to
show himself oil. lie proceed to the Alham-
bra and there strutted about among the best
OF them. Hearing portly gentleman re-
mark that he wished to purchase good body
servant, he went up to him and with an indie
pendent swagger, said to him:
MY dear sir, have got just the boy that
will suit you"
"Ha !" rejoined the planter, 81 am glad to
hear you soy so, for have been looking for
one fer several days. What do you ask for
him 2"
mine hundred dollars" replied Sam, and
cheap enought at that. lie has every quail.
ty-can shave dress hair, brush boots and is
besides, polished in his manners. ] could
have got fifteen hundred dollars for him, but
| Cor one fault"
"na p calculated the planter, "and pray
what kind of fault is that ?"
why, sir ridiculous one. lie inugnes
himself white man."
"a white man !" exclaimed the planter,
laughing, that is funny conceit. I've had
considerable experience in training and mana
/ gng gentlemen Of color"
"Oh sir" continued Sam, "there is but
, little doubt that he can be cured-though
you may find some trouble at first"
"Well, sir, you appear to be gentleman,
said the planter who was rather too anxious
and coniiding. :" will take him at your re-
commeudation. Where is be now 81
/ "On board the barque--yonder OF the
I wharf, you can see him at any moment"
| Good !" exclaimed the planter, Il am
much pleased with your honesty and candor,
aud in order to save time, here ar. your nine
hundred dollars-please give me bill Of
! sale.
Sam got the clerk to draw up bill Of sale,
signed the name Of Samuel Hopkins, pocket
ed the money, and told the planter to nsk
/ the captain, for Bluck Matt, he'd himself be
on board as soon as he had closed q bargain
with another person. who was desirous Of
purchasing one OF his ield hands.
The pursey planter made bis way to the
barquc, and demanded of the captain to see
the boy Black Matt. The officer pointed to
| Matthew Hobson, who sat on the quarter
deck, smoking his cigar and experimenting
the debarkation of his slaves.
"Are you Black Matt, my fine fellow ?"
asked the planter. addressing the slave mer
chant.
Folks call ME so tn hum" was the reply
"but here my names Matthew uobson.-
What dye want
IN tell you, Matt. what want. want
you You are likely looking fellow, and will
just suit me.
"Look'ye here, stranger" said Matt firing
up, maybe you don know who you are speak
! ing to-"
Yes do, though-you're my property, |
bought you Of your master, Samuel Hopkins,
just now, and"
you bought ne " exclaimed Matt, stand
ing up at full length before the planter hell
and the devil, sir-l am a white man -
"Come come, now" calmly said the fat man
lit won't dol know you-you can't humbug
me with your conceit-lll whip it out of you
sir-l'll teach you"
Here Matt drew back and aimed blow at
the ruddy nose of the planter, who seized him
by the throat and beloved for the police
An officer happened to be on the levee-he
at the instance OF the planter seized the re,
factory slave and bore him to the calaboose,
where he remained until evidence could he
procured identifying him free'born <hite
citizen Of the United States.
Sam in the meantime, got on board ship
that was just weighing anchor for a European
port, aud has never been heard Of since
Thus the rascal had revenge. Matt lost his
slave, aud the green, fat gentleman lost his
!