Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1886-03-11

to nobody, an want to keep clar OF
dem folks you is talk1n' bout. !"
After more assurances and questions
as to whether there were really such
people, he said. confdentially: s.O1
cose dey is slap doctors, plenty of 'em.
I'm skeered mos to def, cum dark.
Ny ole oman won't let me 60 outen dc
house in de night, and deed doan
want ter. Dey is bofe colored and
white, and dey go in droves, mostly TO-
in row. Eff dey ketch you, it's good
Bye
ssDid YOU ever meet one?" asked the
reporter.
'.Deed I did, boss; wunst. I'll nevah
give 'em anudder chance eft kin help
it, and dat's why stay under kiver in
de night. -
"Tell me about it." urged the re-
porter.
.Well, you know whar de monument
monument is? An you know dat bit
Well, wus drivin' de wagon in de dark
wagon wifi me. 1 got down often de
wagon to fix de GRIT, and den was shore
somebody was follerin' me. I turned
round quick an seed man flop on his
back in de long grass. didn t let ON I
seed him, but got in de wagon and driv'
long. / 'spicioned dey was sumpin'
follerin' us, and I got out agin, 'tendin'
to fix de girt agin. 1 kinder turned my
eve over my shoulder and I seed he'd
mos ketched u.s. oh, dear!' hollered,
and landed in de wagon, and I dashed
dat ole horse, an driv off as fas' as he
could run, an got away"
care you satisfied he was one of
them?" asked the reporter.
II amt sa' SIZED muffin bout it," he
exclaimed, Indignantly. 81 know he
was one of 'em, an he mighty nigh TUX
me-
s.Does your wife believe in night doc
torsp" asked the reporter.
s'Believe in 'em! Why, she's been
ruined bv 'em, an she seed 'em ketch
a man. One mawnin' fore light she
was looken outen de winder, an she
seed 'em knock ladder from en- under
a man, an when he come down dey jes'
clapped him inter a wagon an driv' off,
maxim no noise. She tole me bout
dat long ago, an jes' de udder day / was
wonderin' eff she'd tell de same story,
so, seq l, s'pears like [ hearn somebody
tell about night doctors knockin' lad
der from en- under man an packin'
him off DAT was me, says she, an
den she tole de same tale ezackly. Den
I knowed she was tellin' de trufe. Dey
ruined her once, but dat was befo' 1
was married, an doan know de sab
cumstances She was out in sahvice
den, an dey ruined her clean to her
own do, an she buss-ed in jes' in time.
Her daddy done TUX her out of sahvice,
den, an married her,
.sYou say that there are colored doc
tors as we'll as white?"
Eyes, dev is bofe kinds, an dey get
twenty or twenty-five dollars for every
one dey ketch. I doan' blame de white
folks SO much eff dat's dere bizness, bu6
for nv color! I'd jes' like to kill 'em.
But den-you can't hahn EN-"
"Why notp'' asked the reporter.
.Now, you know jest as well as do
dat dey is sheeted from head to toes.
Shoot-in' 'em is no good, an dey turn
the edge of razzar jest like stone wall.
No, indeed, de onies way is to keep clear
of 'em. OATS wat I'm dom, to de best
[ kim"
"Do you know any one else who ever
met them?' asked the reporter.
"Dey is a man in dis buildin' wat tole
me-now, mind, doan' k'aoso no more
bout dis wot IN tellin' dan dis yer stick
O. wood, 'cepen wot he done tole me.
He said he seed 'em ketch little
girl, an dey put sumpin' nudder
yer Tpointing to the front and
back of his head], an den dey put
band roun' her body to keep de cirkla-
shun from movin', an den dey strung
her up, an she was laughin' all de time,
kind O. conjured like. In bout five
minutes de blood all ruined out O. her
feet into bucket, an den she was toted
off to de 'sectin' ROOM
just then one of the messengers
passed by and was keenly eyed by the
speaker.
"What's the matter with him?' asked
the reporter.
..Dey amt muffin de matter wifi him
yit as | knows on, but Use bin 'spicion-
in him fur long time back. / kind O
believe he's one of 'em. amt got no
proof yit, but Use watchin' him.
81 amt so sure bout you nuther," he
continued, his suspicious being again
aroused, ssbut as I tole you befo', if you
is one of 'em, lem me py," and the old
man, with this parting prayer, turned
to his work, declining to talk further ON
a subject which occupied most of his
waking moments. g. Washington Star.