The Dawson journal., 1883-02-01
Uncle TOby's Experience.
Texas Sifdngs.

eyes, l selected q white-headed oil,
second edition of the celebrated
Uncle Tom," and motioning for him
asked:
How much to carry it up"
Il dun leah dat to you, sab. ]
larned my manners in de ole iimt
alters leab de renunication to d,
gea'lnan."
''All right, Sam shoulder it."
Oats little pint Use perticker
Ter on, sab, 1 hegs your pardon. Ny
name am Toby, not Sam"
"Ah, I beg your pardon, Uncle
Toby"
"fhaak you, sab. Now, sab, we'se
off for de hotel.
After dep'siting the baggage in
the hotel office, and dropping quar-
ter in the old darkey's hand, 1
said:
Uncle Toby, reckon you must
know so nething about the old times
down here before the war;
"Dat does, sab. Use got It'll
tater patch ober dar almost in sight
OBJ lie place was born"
"Fell mo about your young days. g"
Il will, sab, cause l knows you's
from de Souf. Ell you was from de
Mort you'd go off and wrote book
about it."
Glow do you know TIN from the
South -
Cease, sab, while you dresses like
de Novern german, you say'I reckon,
and de Novern folks dey say guess.
Dey don't fool me on dat sah."
"You didn't belong to the count
less legions of George Washington's
servants?'
No, sab, | neber nus3ed de old
Gin'ral but l had Il boy named
George Washington dat l used ter
lit party often. In DC good ole days,
sab, l b'lonYeI to Majar Claiborne,
an I'e got littls 'sperience dat
would make you laff, sah.'
what was 1t
Nv oil, you see, san when 1 was
young darkey dar wasn't a mule III
de State dat had as libely a pair Oh
heels as desc ole bumpers was den,
AMI was round arter de voons all
night, and dancing wild de gals, al
oangln on de banj", an de mex day
I'd so ter sleep in de cotton patch
De ole Maiar dun de oberseein' his
self, an de way he'd wriggle dat
whip.aroand med Jest make de snakes
shamed ob demselves. It was fun
for de ole Majar, but 1 got tired of
Ii, an one Saturday night I run
away. As Sunday was free to de
darkies, dat gib me "a good start, an
lse tellin' You de truff, sah,. when l
says 1 got squar' frou to Canada"
''You did? How did you get
back 7"
"Dat am de Funniest part oh de
play, sab; as de folks say, whar de
laff comes in You see, 1 got frou
Boston an de Noryen States by wha,
dey called de underground railroad.
Oar was no 'stinction on account of
color on dat road dey was all of
color, sab. Well, sail, when got all
nicely settled down folleriu' the pro-
feshun blackin' boots in Toronto Won
spose cum long one day 70 git his
boots blackei?"
"Who I"
:" ole Majar hisself."
GRABBED You, dill be ~
"No, sab, dat was whar he fooled
me. Eff de ole man had got his
bristles up I'd hab knowed just whar
to hab hin fur him, but he was SC
glad to see me aud talked just as ii
l was his Younger brulder, an was
de sorri'st kind dat he'd treated me
badly, and said he hoped Id git along
we'll up lar in Canady. He told me
about d. coons aD' dc possums' how
plenty dey was, au' de sweet taters,
an de big Christmas times de darkeys
hab an den be tole me so,nethin'
dat 'fected me wus dan all de bal.
ance. lie said dat big ugly nigger
Sam was gwiDe ter git married to
my gal, OATS why I object to de
name OBJ sam. Dat riled Inc, sab
l said l wished 1 could git back tlar
to lick him. De ole Majar said he
didn't bab de money to spare to take
me back. Den he shakes hands wild
me and say good bye, an dat was
what fected me. Didn't keer huff
lor NE to take me back to wallup
dat ugly Sam, an git de gal myself