The Arkansaw traveler., 1884-06-21
KING IKE.
How He Was Thrown Over a Bluff..
 Miraculous Escape.


 Old African Ike lay on his bed groan- ins, when there came ligh, tap al the door. Oh, vas" said the cid man, peekerwood come erroun an knocks when CT gennerman ain able ter fend hissef."
 It ain't wood-pecker, Uncle Ike it's me" said young Mulkitle.
 Come right in, honey. Sc, down dar on de soft side O dat box. Doan turn ober dat oyster can. Got some milk in it."
 "l heard you groaning an thought you was sick" said the boy, seating him. self
 is sick, honey. Thought woul die dis mornin', but de good Lawd hab stretched out His ham,
 What's the matter with you? Rheum- atism ?''
 No, honey, acted de fool eat too much. l saw a monsirous fine cabbage down town yis,idy ebenin' an worked erroun' de sto till de man he gin il ter me. Las nigh, billed it, an billed H. l took il off an long 'bou, 'ieben CT clock l lit inter it. wuz e hungry e CT wolf an de way slaughtered dat vidduls wu1 CT sin. went ter bed an erbout two erclock dis mawnin' l woke up putty nigh dead. Oh. CT man Is fooled. honey, ef he thin iSs dat he ken toai de stomiek O boy inter ole age. He kain't do it."
 Why don't you la se some medicine -
 "Ain't go, none. Say, honey, when wuz ober at de house t'other day, seed CT bottle O apple brandy settin' on de closet shelf. l went in dar ter take out some ole shoes whut yer mudder said she wanted flung erway. l seed de bottle, an knowd dat it hiP brandy, Case smelt i, through de cork. Oar ain't but one bottle settin' aar, an yer kain' miss it, so go ober dar an fetch ii, fur in doin dat kine ack, yer will sabe l ole mans life"
 The boy, anxious to excute commis- sion of such philanthropy, hurried home and soon returned with the bottle. He found the old man sitting with his back prop-ed against the head-board, hold ing, in fond expectancy, tin-cup.
 "Han' me de bottle Lissen at ii. Gug, gug, gug. Runs ou, like it want ashamed, doan it: An, i, makes my stomuck feel like de bottom O CT warm tin bucket. Heah she goes wid CT nuder gug, gug, gug. Put de bottle down dar whar l ken reach it. Neber mine, thes e well take some more ter keep down de 'citement O de fus' ertack. Didn' know dat 1 uster be king, did yer: Oh, yas, bless yer life. When wuz in Afri.a wuz CT king. had de fines house yer eber seed, an had horses an 'possom dogs tell yer couldn' res. had CT whole army O men an mules, an raised more cotton den anybody. l had brandy thes like dis" turning up the bottle, l" an l uster joy myself rum de break O one day till de roosters crowed fur de breakin' O de naixt mornin'. had one ole mule dat couP talk. Bless yer life he ooul talk like CT white man. uster sen him out ter graze, an he wour lissen ter eberythin' whu; wuz said ergin me, an he woul' tell me SO coup be on my gard. One O de main men CT my guDerment ~u1 ei 5is S.41ss ss,,.ss, CT heep bigger den wuz. allus had my 'spicioas bout him, 90 ,ole old Dick, dat wuz de talkin mule, ter keep CT mighty sharp look ou, an ter port ter me eberythin' he heard de big black man say. One ebenin' old Dick he come ter me an say: Seed de big black man ergin wid de people Go back an watch him. sT. Arer erwhile ole Dick he come an say, de big black man iz got de folks ter laughin' wid him. Go back ergin,' s'I, sorter skeered, fur when CT polfertician gi,s de folks ter laushin' wid him, wy somebody better look out Putty soon heah come Dick, CT rarin' an CT chargin'. He's made de folks promise ter kill yer SGT ze, an put hissef in ez king Den wuz skeered, sho' nud, an gunser look erroun', but de frst thing know'd, heah da wur- De bery men vhut had flIed up wid fine meat an saff bread, rushed