The Red Cloud chief., 1884-07-18
Uncle Billy Bpady and His Mysterious
CmbrellA.

In the neighborhood Of North Nintl
street and Franklin avenue was Oh
served, the other day. an old dark,
whose hair bad become almost whit'
from the frosts Of more than sixty win
tiers. He stood on the edge Of the side
walk. and was noticed. TO shake HI.
head ominously and heard TO mutter :
few words as he eyed most in,ently s
large umbrella he held up in front O
him. Despite his apparent seriousness:
there was something about the expires
sion Of his face that indicated there wa:
considerable fun in the old fellow.
Hello, uncle. what are you thinking
about so earnestly that causes YOU 10
stand there ike \ cigar sign?" asked
the writer. who happened along.
"Nutfs de matter. sab. 10 cause any
man whats seen a heap NV dis worriI
to think de Judgment day ain: fur off,"
responded the old man.
He continued 10 shake his head.
looked up and down the street. and
then remarked: ..'Taint ID use 10 tell
you all dat's gwine on in dis brain w
mine st de present mint, kaze you
wouldn't bleeve il no way; an If it's
one thing what 'sturss ME more
another. it's ter have n man think I'd
say what l don't 'bleeve myself. an
specially . white gemman.
"Out with it. What has h~appened''
was asked.
"Well you see dis umberrella. Putty
good truck in dis old rain kiver. amt il
boss? Many a white man what clerks
in n bank wouldn't mine totin' a UNI
berrells like dis. Deed he wouldn't.
Now den. de strange part nv what Use
tellin' you AM hard ter 'bleeve. but jes
as sho' as cracklin' bread an home
made sassage is good. dis same UNI
berrella what you see, staid right here
OH de public street for two hours an
more. whar l don lief it. an no one.
Niger ne'r white maH. amt tech it.
When I git home 'bOul two hours arter
Idone lef' her dar my ole oman say:
Billy. whar de name er goodness am
de umberrella" Bless ERASMUS. my
heart come right spang up in my mouf.
kaze times is mighty hard. specially
wild homes cullud foxes let one squar'
white men; an boss. | gun ter think
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"You don't mean to say that you left
a good umbrella like that on the public
streets for more than two hours aud
then found it, do yOu?"
'.Dat's what | done, sab; jes so sho'
as You an standin' on yO' feet. / did
hab idea dat foxes was gittin' wuss an
wuss all de time. but de sperence Nv dis
day would er upset me a~ltOgedder but
fer what my ole oman tOle ME when she
heerd dc umbcrrella was safe an
SCUM"
He paused awhile. then laughed to
himself and proceeded: II run jes as
hard as my legs would low me. an
when | git here what you reckon |
seed? A great, big. black. hungry
roustabout niger. wild his eyes sot
sIuar' ON my umberrella: but, boss. dat
niger amt tech her. He jes stan on.
he did. an eyed her. an '.want no
p'leecemen bout needer. Putty soon
here come long a young white hood
lum-l hates hOOdlums wuss dan de
ole boy hate . good Christian an he
seed her sett n dar in de cornder. an
he look like he gwine take her. sho'.
But he stan back, he did, an he nebber
tech her. None NV 'em amt dar' tech
her, an dat make me laff away down
in nv BOSOM"
'Strange. indeed. old man.
81 reckon twas strange. But my ole
oman done tricked it, an ef YOU don't
know what trick mean. why she done
conjured it, an dat was de onliest rea-
son some rogue amt had her hist up
fore dis. NV ole oman say she
know'd l was sich q fool bout talkin'
pOiertics, an standin' on de street
gwine over ole times wild nv crOnies,
dat in order to keep dat um6erreila in
de family she was ~eroleedged TO trick
it. She did dat; an here's lie lumber
rella. an here l is; an dis minnit | bet
my ole oman is laffing to hersef while
she cOOkin' supper at home"
GLOW can you trick an umbrella"
was asked.
"Now. will you lissen at dat?:" said
the old man, as he laughed immoder-
ately. IL ant sayin' what she done it
wild. sab: but my ole oman got de
stuff in de mountains NV Tennessee. an
| lay she's always loaded, an dey amt
de man. niger 'er white man. what
kin git away wild us long as dat stuff
Before the old man shuffied off he
said: Billy Bundy is my name:
'blong to de Johnsings in Ten
nessee; l was in de wah wild my mars,er.
now | is beah for good an all. Ell
yer a To know bout good ole times,
an heah what l thinks Nv things i'm
jes' you hunt me up. boss. KAYE
nv ole oman thinks I'm so sharp |
.ughter bin in Congress 'sted NV desc
niggers what's so mighty hig%hforloo,in'.
and still dOan know nuthin ST. LOaS
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