Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1884-01-05
A BAIKY MULE,

One day last spring, while coming up
Fulton street in this city, my attention
was attracted to a crowd little way up
the street. Upon reaching it, elbowed
my way through, and found it was case
of balky mule. The mules were small,
the load of brick large, and in the steepsst
part of the hill one concluded to retire
from business.
ished a savage black.snake whip. One fel.
low in the crowd cried out, i" Cut him
under the belly"
Another cried, "Hit his ears. That'll
fetch him.
And still another, Build fire under
him. Here's some straw Build fire
under him. Thatll fetch him sure"
The driver was meantime busy with his
k.snake. l cried, Don't, for mercy's
! sake, don't. That won't do any good.
"Who are you? Mind your own bust
ness, and I'll tend to my mule :" and the
crowd hooted, "0ut with him Out with
him Give him the whip.
Just then a big negro stepped forward
and said.
Boss, if you'll stop lickin' i'm, I've got
some medson till cure 'im."
You shet up, or I'll give it to you, p"
was the drivers reply.
With broad grin, the negro repeated,
BOSS, if you'll stop lickin' i'm, I've
got some medson tn cure 'im."
| AS the teams were accumulsting above
and below, and as the crowd was rapidly
augmenting, and two or three policemen
were trying to clear the street, and as the
driver saw that his whip did no good, he
! cried out:
Here, you niger, what is your medi-
cine -
81 want to talk to the little fool want
to whisper to i'm"
| With nine. jointed oath the driver con-
signed the black man to the Internal re-
| gions but the negro persisted.
Look. .s.heab, boss, l was born among
the mules, and brought up among the
mules, and know all about mules"
"Well, try yer medicine, quick"
| The negro put his cheek against the
mules nose, and began with his hand to pat
his neck, rub his ears, and repeat in low
/ soft voice
Poor fellow poor fellow poor feI-
low !"
After few moments the negro said
-NOhs DOseJ IL lOu II ItCu OLuOI
one, this onell go, l reckon"
| The driver touched the other mule, which
had been willing to 90 all the time-nos
anxious, but rather willing and when the
one started, and the negro said to his mule
! in a pleasant, coaxing voice, Come, old
feller, don't be foolin', off he went, leap
/ ing and tearing up the hill as hard as ne
could go.
l looked around upon the crowd and
saw scarcely face that did not show dis
appointment. They evidently felt that
they had been cheated out of a feast
They were eager to have the poor creature
beaten and tortured into submission.
This was the spirit in which drunkards
were treated until the Washing DAYS.
! They were solemnly assured that the
drunkard's grave was the only place on
earth for them, and that the gates of heaven
were shut against them.
a few drunkards in Baltimore. in their
! despair, looked up to God. In His love
He pitied and helped them. He taught
them that love was all sufficient. The
good work began. Brotherly love tri-
umphed everywhere. No more scowls, no
more curses for the drunksrd but every
where men went down to him in his dark.
ness and weakness. put the arms of their
fraternal love about him and led him up
into the light.
In bitter spirit we cursed the rum-sel.
Ter until the women of Ohio, filled with
the Christian spirit, went about praying
with the rum-sellers. That wonderful
movement known as the "Woman's Cru.
sade, " will never be fully comprehended.
The results, in the way of closing rum
shops, were astonishing and what is more
important, under the crusade, the deal
ers stopped willingly, srd then heartily co.
operated with the women in their good
! work. One such abandonment of the
business is worth more to the cause of
temperance than hundred closures by the
cOnstabls.-[Dio Lewis Monthly.