The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1879-09-26

| Old 81 came into the sanctum and
deposited his cake of ice on manu-
script entitled "The Waning Summer. :"
Said he:
| "I'll tell you what's de marter, boss,
we'en folks talks about any thing be-
in colder dan. charity, dey's missin' de
mark dey shoots at pow 'rfully, yer heah
metz
elbows that, Si?''
"Jess kase charity amt no mo- cold
dan is white, sayin' OBJ dat, f'rinstance.
Dere amt muffin dat er man gifts in desc
days dat'l het him up mo- warmly dan a
fit OBJ puore charity dat's so, hain't
hit?''
Certainly, but what has turned your
reflections in that channel?''
I" Muffin no mo- dan allus argerfies
to myself bout what l sees gOin' on.
Now dar's dat case in de Consolation
dis mornin' dat der Mister Jay Goule,
what is richer man dan ole Lazyrus
war an hez got mo- cussin from de GIN
eral run OBJ 'Merican mankin', dan mos
eny man libin' fur his bullin' an bearin'
an cornerin' in de financial affairs oh
de country; see dar, now, what he hab
done!n
His aid to the Memphis sufferers is
a very noble deed, and no mistake"
"Jess so. Yer see, we folks don't
glib de debbil his due but mOughty sell
dom, but we is pow'rful brash ter put
err debbil labil on cherry man dat we
don't like. Ez fur me, allus thO't dat
Mister GOule 'ud some day riz up an
sho' dat de good Lord made him, too,
an he'd er use fur him. Amt l rite,
nOw?"
"MOst assuredly.''
Yer see, l knO'd dat sumtime he'd
git outen bed in de mOrnin' an see in
de paper dat his time had arove. An
speck he got hol' de paper de udder
mOrnin' an red it over mnns'rous keer-
full; den he laid hit down by his plate
an tho't bout hit a long time. Dc
sperrit war mellerin' OBJ him. D'reckly
he riz up an say to hisself: 'LOokic
hyar, Jay, yOu'se got mo- money dan
yer sheer. Way down yander on dc
Mississippi dere's white folks an mig
gers dyin' like sheep. Hyah you is,
SCUM an well, doin' muffin fur 'em.
Hump yO'sef, ole boy. DE same Lord
dat sent de yaller deth on 'em hez so
mOOv'd de waves oh fOrchune ez
ter wash up. lots OBJ goblin sand
on de shores OBJ yO' life. Dere's
white pat OBJ duty before You
ez wide ez err turnpike, and ez britc
ez er shellrode by de seaside Den
Jay tuck in de indee dat to-day he was
dar AN ter-morrOw he mOught'nt be
now dhar, at duzzen New York law
yers mought be hOldin' de kOmbination
fur his safe, his family fightin' ober
his leavings, his bones somewhat up in
Kanaday waitin' fur er reward to fetch
'em back; dat seberal wimmin mOught
be putin flowers on his tOom, and
claimin' him fur dere late lamentid-
and Jay got warm in de reejun of his
lef' bres'-pOckit. When he felt round
dar he foun' his pensil, and OATS how
cum dat telegram ter go hummin' into
Memfis!"
"He deserves great honor for his gem
erOus help!"
cam he'll git hit, don't yer forgit
hit! FOlkes don't 20 back on dat kim OBJ
men, and de good Lord don't overlook
'em, kase he knob what he put 'em
hyar fur. Wen hit amt water fun
de rock, err NANNY an quales in de will
derness, hits Jay Goule men in dc
darkes' days OBJ de pestilence!"
And the old man couldn't have felt
more grateful if Jay had sent him
check for a thousand in his own name.
Atlanta Constitution.