The Atlanta constitution. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1885-19??, 1888-06-12
INSULTING INsyNuArIoNs.
Colored Gentleman Who Had Great Dea
of Trouble.

Colored Gentleman Who Had a Great Deal
of Trouble.
From the Arkansas Traveller.
Old Alexander Potmeyer called on the gov
efnor OF he ltucky He and the governor had been
boys together. The old man was welcomed-he
came in as a cheerful "reminiscences
Alexander, what canI 80 for your" said the
governor
'Wall, Mars Joe Is In er little trouble an, airter
thinkin ober de matter, thinks dat de bes' thing
Ken do is to get err 'vorce."
why. thought that you and your wife got along
splendidly together"
I'VE does, sab; we gifts erlaung like two pussons
OATS er settin' on er log tishin'."
Then why do you want divorce from her?'
''Doan want no 'vorce fun her, Mars Joe. wy
Dless 20 life, wouldn't take uuthin fur dat lady.
want er vorce fun de church dat has been preach
in fur endurin deze ten year"
why, Alexander, there is no such thing get
ting a divorce from the church. If YOU want to stop
preaching, why all you have got TO do is to stop,
that's ALL"
can doan has ter git no vorce?'
"0f course not"
can de law KANT ketch er holt o. me if iines
some uder church,"
Surely not. The law has nothing to do with it."
'Wall, sab, rs mighty glad 10 yare dat l thought
dat If er man preached fur one church--habin been
malrd ter bit ez de bride an de groom whit said
come-dat de law would put him in de penitenchy.
wy bless my soul-an' yon too, Mars Joe-ps er
mighty happy man ter know dat fur rs been want
in ter quit dat Meferds church fur some time an
take up wid dem Baptist ober de creek. wy, sab,
dem Baptis offers to pay 70 dollars an twenty
fl cents er munt mo den dem Meferdis gins me- an
sides dat dem Meierdis' amt treated me right da
ant. Vas, sab. rs had spicions fur some time dat
de leadin men in dat congregation want my
fren's, especial night afore las, wen preached
er sermont on de chanin O ole Stating in de pit.
hadn' mon rolled up my britches an waded out
inter de stream o my tex TO Brudder Calib Young
he hit me side de head wild one deze yare winter
turnlps an has thought an still does think, dat
one desc winter turnips ken be harder wen it puts
Its mine down ter hit den nuthin' cher seed an de
blame thing ant itten ter cat, nohow. Hit side
de head wild it, he did, an hut my feelin's an my
pride right dar-yas sah an TO 1 could 'spress my
SELF, er brudder dat ant nebber paid his skripshum
to de church, hit me wild ripe cucumber. does
think dat eff dar's thing dat ken spatter erroun
an make itse'f disagreeabe itois deze ripe Gu
cumbers. Seeds stuck all ober err shirt dat cos me
ffty-f cents las fall. l wuz gwine say suthin' dar
-yas wuz gwine say suthin' right dar eff it hadn't
er been fur ole Brud6er Pete Welsh"
"What did he do?' the governor asked.
"W'y, he hit me wild er cabbage stalk, OATS what
he dones did think dat neber seed vegetables so
plentiful in my bon days Hit me side de head
wild er cabbage stalk, an it wuz heavy, too. Bout
dis time got 'gusted, an lowed ter merse'f dat
wuz gwine ter quit dat church, Gaze eff KANT git
erlong wild folks widout habin' ter put up wild dem
'sultn sinywations, wy rs dun. OATS all; vas, an
rs mighty glad to know dat ken go ODER an socy-
ate wild dem Baptis widout bringn de law down
gu me. Much erbleeged ter yer fur yer kindness.
Good mawnin', mars, good mawnin', sah.'