The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1877-02-18
POOR UNCLE PILLS WAKE.
GOOD-BY TO THE FiyORTTE ARTIST
or IHE mold BRUSH.
FROM Niehtn,lI TIL break or Day Song. and
Lamentations Pipes, Cakes, aud Cheering
Beverages The Inst w ak 4 round

Lamentations Pipes, Cakes, aud Cheering
Bcvcrnge--Thc Inst W aiI> Around.
Everybody knew old Uncle Philip Barker,
and when he died the Eighth ward went into
mourning. lie was not sick long; n severe
cold was followed by longest We chill. aud
then the wOrn-out old man, too anxious
to get out. fell down stairs and that finished
him. Tho litio frame house in Thompson
street was closed: Unclo Phil had hung up
his whit.wash brush for good On Friday
night friends gathered in his humble dwell
ing to attend the wake. a long black sir amer
hung on tho door knob and the stains aud
rooms were crowded with sympathizing watch
crs
Uncle Phil looked very natural in death.
lie was arrnyod in his suit Of black. and u collar
of the past century. Round the plain stained
co1ln burned many candles. and ON attbc wcro
packa4,cs Of SNUFF. tobacco. pipes. pound slkc.
and pitchers OF liquor. Sisters Ella Brown,
Mary Smith, and Jemima White aided by
Brothers Andy johnson. George Washington.
and Elijah Cummings were the Reception Com
mittcc. and the ceremonies were opened with:
ncrc-a long white rolr au Golden crown,
pcrcs long wlic robe an cold IL crown
Avuiai,' in de heto,n you
At the conclusion VI this hymn. tho clicking
Of glasses was heard, the little paper packages
were passed around. and the wake was fairly
opened. A call for Brother Moso lairchili
brought tall. good-iooking young man TO his
feet. Brother Nose paris his short crisp
hair ia the middle and ON this %, aston the oil
shonc brightly on his head lie wore light Kid
gloves the possess on Of which. ~ also his KIT
of cloaucncc were cxplaincdby the tat that hc
is door-tudrr OF n down town faro bank.
Brother Nose. after mouruln- over thu loss 81
ns trt fu4l al
ngly;
Wal. brudlahs and si-tirs. behold d. dead
body 90 our lamcntcd friend. Uncle Phil was
an oracle. lie tolc you. hc toln me. dat in
scbcnty-schcn he wud die and dat We wud soc
some big changes in de gOhermcut uh DIS
country. Bruddahs and sistars. U. lr INh
he play policy the otnnr day, and h. sas.
liruidrr Nose. | seed de l.ui q comm
AMI de- l4ud SAID. Snld he: lttl. PM. drop
IT," and rhil he know de- 1nl mean poi
icy, Tor dt IL dc only great i,ut ob de
cuul folk: and Uncle PM. though he had
drawn de lucky number IL" droruel IT,
Now. hrudders. and Won, dear sisth~. TAX"
example OF Un,r Pull and drop II. too.
Mr.. Farchlid cQnciui ted HIS remarks by - ,p-
pm Toward nnd marehipf round mrcriiii 10.
str Mary Smith. AMI then al IN the room
JOinrd in the march round the coffin. singing:
R"Dm enun room cnuG
Room cnun III dc heSbe n for youL
Thcrc was another pnusc ana scycr-d young
brothers picked up th- ut 'hcr~and ltftthr r,lm.
returning with ihcm wrn mia. The po,ini
cake was attacked the giiSscs clicked, cigars
were produced. Some Of thu Old ladies sat
gloomy and silent hut tho younger ones. for
want OF room and from natural supersi non.
stayed close uy tllr Young men. AT II oclp X.
the Rcv, Ezekiel L. Cushing entered. lie was
received with enthusiasm. AMI hc kissed the
young ladies' and shook hands with the old
ones. Having taken glass he said Let Us
1 pray. The young y ris pressrt l.@rr. while
the old ones. who know what WIS coming. uu-
loosed their cloaks The reverend grnth man
! prayed slowly at nrst. then ~ the spirit moved
Brcdrren. dar Is u hell and toll you dar is
noE ttin out Oh II. IT. ser On " makes. it~ step.
| par is dc unIu"n 'hnile IRE, wh'h burns So
yer ak u-ton,d a. IT, He'll. br,.ilcrrn H. Ike q
/ bug black hole. So deep dat yer can only -ec unr
yer can nehbcr Kit lar. tn yer de names am
unquenrhcnahlo. AMI dey burns and burns un-
! I'll yer falls exhausted. an den you are smud-
uerei unless yer Eits ~ aSln. ana be burned.
with gardens. and fountains. and moosc all de
and dcrc IL cullui man Col. But ia hell
thar Is no dihornn 'e. II am all alike. Bla.k AMI
/ white iolk- are burnt i's 'iher lANoirc-la-n-,
/ loOk nj Capt VI 'DonneLi los. look at mimi
/ HI hnl t'r los burned. Liz all oh yer, If he
| don't reform. But. d.ar lrnier a. Iar's our
! brudd"r h" is in hrbben. Uncle PM was a
! Christian and he st now 10y a." side uh de good
Jys's and he lgok down herr p9n US viii l"b
on iml a bruther-Lu hah marcy. on III
1t was now past m.dnlsht, and Uncle Phi =
mourner friends aud acuuaintanees were thor
/ Oughly aroused. Hymns had been sung ind
/ prayers said but no eulo-y had yet bss.n delN-
erred Voices from the stain, the hm'k OF the
/ room, the hallway. and near the rcireshmcut
table called ,oclicrously for " DE Kernel Ah'.
! \ tai. eauut mu.attO. WAC seemed by his awA-
/ ward proportions - haze grown hy Jerks for
/ h. war formed Of all spris ~ imaginable n o.
and angles. ros" over six feet from his chnlr
"A small head remarkable for tho strange dov"l-
] OpuIrnt OF the cileck bones, EYES that snapped
! and mouth that allowed six words h. come out
"A m 90 II "A lf
| and hands remarkable tor their cNtraOrd nary
power " contorion. When he stood up there
vino Id alta. he'd 10 the 5 ale Fixing department
Of the Custom House. paused for moment be-
q" y stahs and hruidahs," began the cinnt
Colonel slowly tu'kng up his sl"evcs, " on dis
memurah.e Occasnun, ia de pres IA" oh de- dead,
| with feelins Oh pr.d". Poor Unrle Phi is dei.d
| His soul now rests in Brulder Brthpr >
| bosom. He luks down now on dis great sem
| hly. and he is clothed IN u white gown. and
years de great gold crown. u. whit people
says, Anudrr niggilil = dead Brrdrrru Pm.
! al re hc died, II t. me-. and says lac; kar-
mel, you're politician you rr ollo D lr @l s-rn
! ob DO people, dc repres' mt. ,t"evc and alorr |
! me Yer wul 10 stick tn de cullui folks. kur-
! nel,' says he. de ruilui folks am brin rob-
| bed. DE- /. publican party las rohbo1 de "a -
| gah. Tn 'ie PM says -. He am dead now,
| and ln pr ph"t hat un honor In mis- own cDuN-
~ Uncle lhil su9 Ae A. insured wu and
party. and der niggah ter lax ter hl-solf next
/ March. Now my d"'r sisiars nul my dear rcd,
I cren. last August iue anil "a numl-ir ob cuilud
/ gan'lcmou rum de Eighth. de- Fifteenth aul do
! Ninir Wards, W. came one night ter UnDir Pui
! furtor talk politickswid him We Ia ~ nforr i'm
! DE whole campaign. We tells him lat We kind
OBJ likes Uncle Sam. rs he looks like "A strHi light.
| sguar American. and Uncle Phil. h. srvs:
Bows. III play policy ter-inorrow and I'ii trll
/ yer what ter do So w. pays d. ole man. ter buy
AhOs-. a zig, and "A sa ldl. De next night de- ole
man he had on dat berry table ds1r dom sips,
which Will read:
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS.