The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1886-03-27
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Phi1adelphid Times.

| Philadelphia Times.
| Irwriting up the negro character and
characteristics, often in finishing an ar
ticlethe pen is laid aside with the men
tai fought, there is no mole to be
said 1 have exhausted the negro SUBJ
ject. But after all it seems inexhausti-
BILE, for little unexpected incidents oc-
curing on plantation frequently give
rise to various ideas in regard to freed
llbor which otherwise would not suggest
themselves. AS is generally known the
1egroes do not, except in few isolated
Eases, possess any given name which is
heirs by right of birth or inheritance.
Since freedom, however, they have
adopted any last name which strikes
heir fancy and evince the greatest de-
light when they are addressed as Mr.,
Mrs. or Miss Wilson, Walker or Jones,
as the case may be.
For years after the new order of things
South the lady or gentleman of the
house would show and express consid-
erable disgust and indignation if, when
called out to see Mr.. or Mrs. Somebody,
they should be confronted by dusky
son or daughter of our land. But habit
becomes second nature and we are be-
coming quite accustomed to the Mr..
and Mrs. of the freed denizens of the
South. This mode of address, however,
is never employed by our whites, we
still clinging to the Uncle and Aunt of
antebellum days, where the ages of the
person addressed warrants the courtesy.
AS a general thing the negro puts on
his Sunday manners with his Sunday
clothes and the grimy working John of
the week on Sundays develops himself
into the respectable, dashing Mr..
Thomas, aping to perfection the man
ners and style of the young boss of the
plantation, while the dusky bellies bor-
row many little airs and graces from
de white oman whom at heart they
truly detest. This Sunday civility rare
ly ever extends itself to the whites and
they frequently pass you with sullen,
defiant looks or with averted heads, this
being more especially noticsable 40! S7 in the
to the whites when they are in company
with the gentler sex as when they are
alone.
Not long since gentleman and his
wife returning from church, met quite
a dusky throng just from their meeting
house. Both the lady and gentleman
gave them kindly bow and smile, while
the gentleman bent forward and pleas
antly remarked: you have had nice
day for going to church.. Not smile,
not word in answer to his salutation,
only a sea of dark brows and sullen
faces. Sorely discounted the gentle
man drew his head in the buggy, while
his wife quietly chuckled in her corner
and teasingly Observed: your polite
ness was lost on that crowd
'Oh, no, he replied, mot lost, but l
do feel sorter cheap
And now for conversation between
Miss Wilson and Mr.. Hunter.
Good evening, Miss Wilson. I is
more'n pleased 10 see you. How is your
sef?'
'Jis middling, frank you, Mr.. Hunter.
How is you staining de times yursef?'
'Jis tolurble, frank you. Miss Wilson
I was coming down to see you to-nite. ,
'All rite, Mr.. Hunter, do so; I'll be
more'n proud to 'ceibe you. l jis cam
ed up to de quarter to see Mrs. Walker
'cording to pintment I made wild her.
l will be turning home in less den no
time.
Sin dat case, miss, I'll glib mysef de
pledgur of rescorting you back home;
dat is if you amt in no wise posed to
habing my company
'Jis lissen, Mr.. Hunter, how you is a
talking! In course I'll be more'n proud
to 'ceibe your retentions, and I amt
gwine to keep your patience waiting
long nudder. 1 is jis gwine to pass a
few words wild Mrs. Walker and den l
will be at your serbice.'
Off Miss Wilson tripped, her mincing
gait and coquettish twists and turns
playing havoc with the heart of her rus
tic lover.
Dat shure am fine young gal,' he
muttered aloud, san' dar amt annudder
young 'oman dis side OBJ de creek what
kin git aroun' so libely as Miss Wilson,
and Jeminy she kin whirl aroun' SO
rapid like when she is a-dancing twill it
farely makes my head swim. l shure is
gwine to see her home dis mite if nuth-
ing don't happen 'twixt dis and dark.
wallace called l, 'have you fed up
the stock and locked the stableSF
4 is gwine rite now, Miss Amy, rite
dis mint. Bress you, he added in a
low tone, Il cum nifty nigh forgetting
dem horses an mules.
miss Lucy asked young lad o.
sixteen of my housemaid, who is just in
her teens, raised and educated by our
selves and is consequently devoid of
great many negro peculiarities, 'how il
you joiced yursef at de party las mite?
sOh, l had right nice time. How
did you like it yourselfa'
Il fought it was all jam up 'kase yol
was dar. Miss Lucy is you tuck motto
OBJ dat black gal wild de yaller frock on9
mo; what about her2'
: sWall, she axed me twice to treat he
and l telled her as I inginierally axe
de ladies what wants to treat and sh
had better wait till l axes her to 'loy
me to treat her.
'Didyouever ask her?' queried younI
Lucy.
'In course not; I ain think it
coming in oman to ak gemmen t
treat her. Miss Lucy he continued
looking down at his feet, 'how is yo
liked dem two treats gin your
ooh, liked them ever so much. Di
you enjoy the dancing2'
Don't talk about it. Dat dancin