The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1890-04-19
mGWlNE BACK AoME.n
A Pathetic Scene In One of Nashviiie's
Railway stations.

Railway stations.
As we waited in the l.. tS N. depot at
Nashville for the train some one began
crying, and an excitement was raised
among the passengers. A brief investi-
cation proved that it was an old colored
man who was giving way to his grief.
Three or four people remarked on the
strangeness of it, but for some time no
ono said anything to him. Then a
depot policeman came forward and took
him by the arm, and shook him roughly
and said
''See here, old man, you want to quit
that! You are drunk, and If you make
any more disturbance I'll lock you up y
Deed, but | hain't drunk" replied
the old man, as he removed his tear
stained handkerchief "Ize losted my
ticket an money, an dat's what's de
matter"
"Bosh ~ You never had any money
to lose You dry up or away you 60.
whats the matter yere ?" queried a
man as he came forward.
The old man recognized the dialect of
the Southernor in an instant, and, re-
pressing his emotions with great eff
fort, he answered.:
Say, Mars Jack, I'ze bin robbed"
"My name is White"
"Well, den, Mars White somebody has
dun robbed me of ticket an money"
"Where were you going?"
"Gwine down into Kaintuck, whar
was bon an raised"
"Where's that?"
Nigh to Bowlin' Green, sab, an when
de wah dun sot me free | cum up dis
way. Hain't been home since, sah."
"And you had ticket?"
eyes, sab, an ober twenty dollars in
cash. Bin savin' up fur ten Vars. sah."
"What do you want to go back for?"
"To see de hills an de fields, de to-
hacker an de con, Mars Preston an de
good ole missus. Why, Mars White, Pze
dun bin prayin' fur it fo' twenty Vars.
Sometimes de lohgin' has cum till
couldn't hardly hold myself"
"It's too bad"
"De ole woman is buried down dar,
Mars White-de ole woman an free
chillen. kin member de spot same as
if I seed it Yesterday. You go out hall
way to de fust tobacker house, an den
you turn to de left an go down to dc
branch whar de wimmen used to wash
Oars fo trees on de odder bank, an
right under 'em is whar dey is all buried.
i kin see it! l kin lead you right to de
spot!"
"And what will you do when you get
there?" asked the stranger.
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Preston to let me lib out all de rest of
my days right dar. I'ze old an all
alone, an Twant to be nigh my dead.
Sorter company for me when my heart
aches"
"Where were you robbed?"
"Out doahs. dar, reckon, in de crowd.
See? De pocket is all cut out. fze
dreamed an pondered-I'ze had dis
journey in my mind fer Vars an Vars,
an now I'ze dun bin robbed and can't
go!'
He fell to crying, and the policeman
came forward in an ofiicious manner.
''Stand back, STRIP commanded the
stranger. "If you lay hand on that
nigger I'll kill you! Now, gentlemen,
you have heard the story. I'm going to
help the old man back to die on the old
plantation and be buried alongside of
his dead"
$50 am To- called twenty men in
chorus, and within five minutes we had
raised enough to buy him a ticket and
leave fifty dollars to spare. And when
he realized his good luck the old snow.
haired black fell upon his knees in that
crowd and prayed:
Lord, I'ze bin believer in You all
my days, an now / dun axes You to
watch Ober desc yere white folks dat
has believed in me an helped me to go
back to de ole home"
And i do believe that nine-tenths of
that crowd had tears in their eyes as the
gateman called out the train for Louis
yille.-N. Y. Sun.