Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1889-02-09

which pierced the heart of Tecumseh.
will not answer the inquiry as to who
killed Tecumseh Modesty forbids. But
l ask you, Judge if it is likely that gen
tleman would loan his pistols on an occa-
sion like that ?"
A STORY OF NEGRO BOY.
was chatting with Colonel John A. Nc
! Caull, the successful opera manager, when
a bright-looking young negro approached
him deferentially with touch OF his hat
and asked him a question, and received an
answer which plainly indicated that he
was trusted body servant. Knowing the
heroic effort which the Colonel, when yet
boy, made to bring success to the Confed-
eraey. and the frankness with which he
declines to express any regret for the part
| he took in the rebellion, ard having heard
him in large dinner gathering sing, L
am good old rebel, and don't care -"
| |, with iocose intent entirely, said to him,
as / glanced toward the retreating figure
| of the Young negro: q thought the days
of slavery had gone by in this country"
He looked me squarely in the eyes as
he quickly answered: Not much. That
boy has been with me twenty years, and |
have never paid him a penny of wages
during that time" plainly showed my
surprise, but the Colonel quickly added,
But he always goes to my pocket and
takes what he wants. | can't tell how
much | have about me now, but he can. |
don't know whether he keeps an account
or not, but if he does / never examine it.
He has been with me so long and | have
become so accustomed to his assistance in
thousands of things that | don't know how
| | could get along without him. He travels
with me wherever go. What does he do?
Everything. He can nurse children with
the tenderness of woman; he can cook
terrapin that John Chamberlain can't ex-
eel he can wash and iron as well as any
practical laundress; he can ride racer
like Garrison, drive trotter as well as a
Turner, and yet handle a pair Of family
horses as carefully as a veteran coachman.
81 came across him in Baltimore, when
he was seven years of age and earned
dimes by holding my horses. During the
twenty years which have elapsed since
then he was away from me but twice
once for three hours and once for three
weeks. The first time he discharged me.
| came home late at night and asked him
to bring me some bread and milk. He
had no milk l hadn't wanted such a
thing for two months, perhaps, but was
50 accustomed TO his making instant re-
spouse to my slightest wish that / was
yexed and talked roughly to him. He
went out and loaded himself 10 the guards
with liquor. When | awake in the morn
ing | always find Jim in my room. When
| awoke the morning after that occurrence
l missed Jim. sent for the cook. She
informed me that Jim came in the kitchen
at daylight, bilin' full, and told her to tell
me that | was no longer a member of the
combination and that | was discharged.
However, when he got sober, which was in
few hours, he was kneeling beside my
bed crying. The second time some of
Robinson's circus men lured him away.
In their show they had faked-up Indian
who rode reindeer over hurdles. The
rider had fallen and broke a leg. About
this time the cook sent jim out one dav
for sixty cents worth of postage stamps.
The circus men met him, as | afterwards
discovered, and enticed him TO the show.
They fixed him up as an Indian, and he
took the place of the disabled rider. He
was away from me about three weeks, and
l knew nothing of his whereabouts. AT
the expiration of that time he walked into
my fiat one day, went direct to the Kitchen
and, handing Sthe cook the sixty
cents worth of postage stamps, simply
said, 'Aunty, here's dem postage stamps
Then, without another word, he went about
his customary duties as though nothing
had happened"
That's the kind of servitor whom wages
can not engage