Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1878-08-01
Anmurnus department.
UNKLE REMUS, "REMINISCENCES.

MINUS
Uncle Remus met Captain Bill Newman
on Broad street yesterday and appeared to be
powerful glad to see him.
"Why, howdy, Mars Willium !" exclaimed
the old man, enthusiastically. 81 amt seed
you in so long dat hits like gittin' fo' clock
'freshments at Sunday school picnic fer ter
lay eyes on you. Whar you been, Mars
Willium ?"
Hard at work, Uncle Remus. Where
have you been?"
"Well, I tell yon de Gods trufe, Mars
Willium, hits bin dat hot dat l amt had
time fer to let de sun shine straight at me.
Fer mighty nigh week now I bin huntin'
fer de cool side er my cabin an amt fine it
yit. I wanter ak you, Mars Willium,' con-
tinued the old man, taking off his spectacles
and rubbing the glasses on his coat sleeve,
"wat's all dis ERE pallitikle hillabooboo wat
hear Mars John readin' unto Miss Sa'ah ?
Dey amt gwineter bus no mo- er dem Tilden
bungs, is dey? Case eff dey is wants ter lite
outer town."
"Oh no, it's only people running for Con-
gress You don't take stock in politics, do you,
Uncle Remus?"
Tween you an me an the FUN wuks,
Mars Willium, ant got no mo- intrus' in
it dan dat little niger wat kick up 80 much
racket befo' Mars Lewis Clarke's sto' do.
Hits ez much ez kin do fer ter sorter scratch
'roun' aud git grub for me and de ole oman
an de chillun, an brag on myself right
smartually wen does dat. Wen de time
comes sorter sidle up to Mars John an ak
i'm eff he's got emmy wotin' wat he wants dun
dat day; an eff he is, den goes up an votes,
an eff he amt I goes on about my bizness.
Denis my politics, Gaze, wen l gifts hongry,
all | got ter do is jes hollow on Mrs. John,
an de fust thing you know, Miss Sally she's a
sailin' round huntin' in de cuppord and "a
lookin' in de pantry an film up dish for
de old niger"
"Well, you used to belong to the Union
League, didn't your Come now! Own up"
"Im gwine to tell you de Gods trufe, Mars
Willium. Ibid ten one er dem meetin's, but
dey sorter hurted my feelin's, an didn't
hang out wild 'em long"
"How was that ?"
"Ht was de Gu ussest times wat ever seed.
You see, dey got it rumorin' round dat all de
niggers dat jine dis here watcher callum, an
vote on de publican side, wuz gwinter git for
ty akers er Ian an mule, and all de money
dey wanted. Well, one night de word went
'roun' de timed come, and de cullud folks
wuz gwine.ter meet in Mack MarshalPs black
smith shop in de night time. members it
Jess we'll ez eff 'twuz yistiddy. Wen drapt
in dar wuz white man standin' up on de
anvil block a preachin' way like he wuz q
wukin' by the job. 1 hadn't more'n got set
tied good, wen he ups an says dat eff de mig
gers voted with the wife folks dey'd all git
inter slavery agin, an den he sez dat all deze
'ere suddern men-deze ERE rebels, he called
'em--was mean an low down, an all de cullud
folks had fer ter pen on wuz Giner1 Grant
an de publican party. Bimeby, wen he
wuz sorter ketchin his bref, l ups an axes i'm ::
Boss sez l, you amt putin Mars John in
dat bunch, is you? An den he raised up his
hans and holer like town niger at corn
shuckin': I'm q talkn' bout all un 'em,
men an wimmen. see my son Jim dar,
an I say, Jim, you an daddy's got some
cheers ter bottom dis blessed ight-less go; :
an we went, Mars Willium. Dat wuz my
las speunce."
but suppose Jim had refused to 60? ?"
Uncle Remus chuckled. "Dst boy got
sense like grown folks, Mars Willium. He
know who he wuz a foolin' Wild Eff dat boy
had or hung back arter I passed de word I'd
busted i'm wide open. Hits all mighty
nice fer de young niggers-dis ere freedom,
Mars Wilium-but de ole timers like me an
my old 'oman amt got much good out.n it..
an sometimes wen I'm a settin' on Mars
Johns back steps, sorter dozen like, an hear
Miss Sally's voice soun'n for all de worP like
old Miss had come back, hit make me feel
mighty cu'us an den sometimes / dream
hear de boys holerin' in de corn, an de hoe
hans singin' ez dey cum up de lane from de
new groun', an l feel mighty happy ontell l
wakes up an members dat dunno whar my
vittles fer de mex day isl comm fun, 'cep-
pin l falls back on Mars John an Miss Sally.
But dey aint never fail me yit, Mars Willium,
an I'm bettin' on um unto the eend. Dey
never is ter 90 back on de ole nigger."
Whereat Uncle Remus reached down and
picked up the stump of cigar, tipped his
hat to Captain Newman, and went of hunt
ing for cool place.-Atlanta Constitution.
WHY JENxs NEVER MARR1ED.-"I think
a woman is tremendous being" said jerks
when she's right, she's the rightest thing that
floats; when she's wrong she's the biggest pui'
sance that ploughs the sea, even if she is little
and don't draw two feet of water. Perhaps it
isn't lust the thing to say to boy like you,
but you'll never speak oft if l should tell
you a little something's"
"O never" l assured him.
"Well, 1 suppose might have been mar
ried man." and jerks avoided my eyes by
pretending to discover a horse shoe in the
road.
"You don't say So" I exclaimed in un-
disguised astonishment, for it had never oc-
cured to me that such man as jerks could
ever marry.
Eyes, waited on girl once"
"Was she beautifully" inquired.
"Well, should say fair to middling," re-
sponded jerks, pursipg his lips as if deter
mined to render candid judgment. "Fair
to middling, barring few freckles?" l asked.
"No, didn't leave her on account of her
freckles; she was good girl, and | waited
upon her. 1t don't seem possible that [ ever
really waited upon girl, but did,"
"Wby didn't you marry her ?" l inquired,
warmly.
at wasn't her fault" said jerks. "she was
good girl"
Then why didn't you marry herr" in
sisted.
"Wel, there was another fellow got hang
ing around, and you know how such things
90. 1 was busy, and didn't tend up very
we'll, s'pose she got tired waiting for me-or
something-and the fellow married her, but
I've never blamed her. She's been sorry
enough, guess"