The weekly Louisianian., 1874-08-22
THE NEW ORLEANS WEEKLY L~oU1sIANIAN;

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ing taken from his berries and cream,
finally the mother seized him and
forced him to go with her. II was q
night to witness the little creature look
ing backward at his splendid plate of
Now it was time for old Virginia
to move, and for proud Kentucky to
after, last but not least. And
80 these two made for the proprietor.
Said ''old Kentuck." ''Sir you have
niggers in your house. How much do
I owe you2" And the Virginian. fol-
lowing, said: IAN insult landlord; an
insult. Ny bill, also, please" The
landlord, not then knowing the official
dignity of the Objectionable guests,
nor the fact that. they came to the
educational convention, grew p!ale,
and trembled at the prospect of ruined
business if the entertained the colored
men any longer. This ended the first
act. Now for the second. q
As said, the balance of the guests
cared not a whit for the presence
of oclored men among them, but acted
toward them as they did toward each
other. In fact, there . was but one
United States Senator in the hotel, and
he was q colored man. There was
another in the city, but here he had
his " home. I mean Hon. Mr..
Chandler, who, at the splendid recep-
ton given to the delegates, made no
distinction on account of color. The
night passed. The colored gentlemen
remained in the hotel. Morning came,
and with it came the hotel clerk
knocking at the Senator'S door. Rap,
rap, rap. "Come in," responded
Superintendent Cardoza. Seeing the
clerk, Senator Bruce inquired, "'Well.
sir, what is your errand?" Tremblingly
the clerk responded, swell, gentle.
men the proprietor instracts me to say
to you that you must not appear in the
dining-room again, and that you car
have yourmea1s servedin your rooms.
"1Well, we'll" said the Senator, ''and
we are in the State Of Michigan Now
if we were in Kentucky We might e,
pect this kind of usage, but here il
Michigan, who would? Tell the land
lord" he continued, "tell the landloct
I'll see him in a few moments" TIL,
clerk departed, Bruce, Caaoza ant
Hill consulted together as the prope
course to be pursued.
They COL, iuded to pay their bills AM
go from che city, but on reaching tn
Office they found an unexpected tur1
In the tide. There were in the hote
at least a hundred and fifty guests VIII
were members of tho convention, ant
who seriously objected to the ill-treat
ment OF their friends. These, through
o spokesman, said to the proprietor
"Nen, sir these gentleman arc Nom
bers of of our convention, and il the,
leave this hote! We leave with them
and, what is moro, il they cannot fin
courteous treatment in Detroit, "
will ask the convention to adjourn to
town in this State of Michigan whcr
they and VIC will be treated courtt
ously." The. effect of this .cloqucnc
vas magical. breakfast is ready ft
you, gentlemen" said the landlord
ana the colorcd men, accompanied h
W. P. Rogers, Esq, Of New Orleans
:, went to breakfast in the dining-r5oa,
{ where their presence caused no futile
sacrifice of tenderloin or of berries all
cream. In the course Of the day Brut
and Hill went to Niagara, but MI
Cardoza, feeling that his trcatme'
, was the result of a concession, chang
to the Russell house, which is Il
, frst-class hotel Of tho city, where i
is treated with all the courtesy enjoye
by others. Before Cardoza's departu1
the proprietor of the Biddle hou'
made an apology for his couduc
j, which did him credit. I name the ia
, as On act of justice to that gentlema1
, and at the special request of. NJ
: Cardoza. g.
This ends the second net. No
. comes another picture Of the sci,
e rights" experience Of these color'
, gentleman during their attendance I
: the educational convention. This W
show how varied may be the expe1
ence of a colored man if he chanc'
? to have o tolerably lgiht complexion.
On the arrival Of the Mississip
delegation, one of their number, n
Cardoza' went into q barber shop Ike
by an Irishman. "Shave SURF" eye
J sir" answered Cardoza. The barb
Q proceeded in the usual way till he ca1
to dress Cardoza's hair. you've be-
trayelin', Misther," said Pat. "Yes