The Rutland daily globe. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1873-1877, 1875-06-19
[From the New orleans Republican
How Bob Whipple's Circus was
Closed by the Civil-rights Law.

$50 you have broken up your circus /;
how did that happen y
"Well, sir, all of us boys had got leave to
have our circus in the yard. We had a
oor.keeper at the alley-gate, and charged
two pins ticket, but we didn't allow no
dead-heads, ouly if nurse brought baby
we didn't charge for the baby. All of us
was BACKED some sung, some played
bones, some were horses and was clown"
"IOu must have made nice clown"
81 did that all tn boys said was bully
Then we had Il dlg that could star d on his
hind feet and march like a soldier, and he
jumped throughsthe hoop, too. The house
that is, the yard-was crowded, and we
struck two papers OF pins every time. We
got better and better, plenty of growol-up
people came and we was making first
rate season, you bet.
"Why did you quit p Did you quarrel
among yourselves =
swell, sir, I'll tell you. You know
Aunt Margaret ? No, of course you don't.
Well, she's big, fat colored woman, with
five or six ragged and dirty little children.
She lives in gallery room, and could look
down if she wanted to; but she didn't want to;
but she wasn't satisfied with gallery scat,
leastwise her children wasn't. They came
around and tried to get into the circus with
the white people, through the old bagging
you know, we had on the side. Well, the
door Keeper asked them ten pins
but that was only an excuse, you know.
and they didn't have any ten pins, and SO
they had to go away. But Aunt Margaret
she heard all from the gallery, and she
came down in the greatest rage. She says,
"what you mean, you white trash, by
'fusing to let my chillun into yo' show
I'm good as you, and dey is as good as you
and dc law is made for dem as well as fol-
you an you amt so pitched white your
selves, for you has gone and BACKED youi
face to ekalze yourself with nigger.'
''We said we wasn't going to let
no colored persons in without they
paid up ten pins at the door.
Then Aunt Margaret came down from the
gallery and put her hands on her hips, just
so. She said, Look here, white boys, is
you gwne to let my chillun in? I'm living
here, pays my rent, and you is on my
premissis, and I'm titled to see all dat
comes into dis yard. I'm on the free liss,
am, an desc chillun is too. Now, l just
want to know if they can come in on the
free liss or no. l ask you once We got
mad and said we wouldn't allow no mig
gers, without they went up to the gallery
Then she says, Il ask you twice One of
tuc riueTS Curseu Her, anu OHC Vi lilc nOTseS
threw an oyster shell at her head. She
says, Il ask you three times, but she didn't
wait for an answer. She just run at the
bagging that was propped up. She knock
ed over the box and scattered the pins.
She stuck her old woolly head through the
papered hoop that was just ready for the
dog, and in less than three minutes she had
broke up everything, and ruined our dress
ing-room and all our things. We pitched
into her, of course, and her little darkeys.
The horses and riders and the clown, and
the dog barked and ran around, and some
of the people helped us; but she made a
bully fight, though we tore off heap Of
her clothes, and she fell back fighting and
abusing us, and screaming for the police
and the soldiers, and her children screamed
too. We didn't mean to hurt them bad
you know, but we were real mad, tell you
that. So she got back on the gallery, and
the children got there too, and then we
saw her coming out into the alley, and
there was a sound like a thunder-gust. We
never went back to fix our tent"