The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1890-01-09

and, after lauding Allen. said to the audi
ence:
Those of you who haven't heard him will
probably want TO hear MIN.
The chairman then seized his hat, and
left the platform. After Allen had got
through with bis New York "reminiscences,
he re allied recollections of his visit to
Oklahoma with Gen. Mansur, William NJ
Springer, and Charles 5. Ba ,er. His expe-
rlence there was fully as amusing as along
the Erie canal The best story he told was
concerning a case of mayhem. The trial
occurred before a judge in Itawamba
county, Mississippi. a sheriff's officer had
lost an ear il a desperate fight while trying
to arrest one James Jones IN a stump lot.
Counsel for the defense was extremely anx-
ious TO acquIt the accused.
lie had called an honest old citizen to the
witness stand. The witness had seen the
scrlmmage, and he told the story in quaint
phraseology. The lawyer DIRE out OF MIN
an admission that the stumps were hickory,
freshly cut, and that their edges were very
sharp. There had been many falls in the
fight, and the witness allowed that il would
have been very easy for the officer to have
mad his ear severed by the sharp edges of
one OF the stumps. The witness was sure
that he might thus have lost his ear.
The lawyer ought to have been satisfied.
he pressed his witness, however, still
harder.
care you not perfectly well satisfied in
your Own mind that Officer Brown did lose
his ear by falling upon one Of the stumpsp
he asked.
mot exactly" replied the witness. 81
would a been satisfied in my own mind that
he lost it on a stump if l hadn't seen Jim
Jones spit the ear out of his mouth when he
got up"
Another congressman told an incident
that occurred during Don Dickinson's recent
visit TO Washi gton. The ex-Postmaster
General, he said, was wandering through
the capitol after Chief Justice Fuller's
recent CREATION, when he met a gritty
republican senator from a western State.
After passing the compliments of the day,
Don said:
Il hope that the postoffice department is
now being run in a way that pleases you.
You are receiving your share of the patron
age
mot much" the senator replied. ITS
worse now than it was wlen you we're Post
master General The patronage goes exclu-
slvely to Presbyterians, relatives of the
President, and sons OF guns, and there are
none of either in my section"
The interest and amusement in this story
were heightened by the fact that it was told
! by republican member of congress. Jonn
| Allen promptly capped it with story at
the expense OF the democracy. He said that
in Tishomingo county, Mississippi, at the
| close of the war, confederate soldier
turned republican. He insinuated himself
| into the good graces of the negroes, and
held a county office for years. Ole dey.
| in conversation with a prOmine demo-
| cratic neighbOr, he denounced the llliteracy
| of tine blacks, and said thai mule had
| just as much right 10 vote as a egro.n On
| tine next day the democrat spoke at a CAM
! paign meeting. There were many negroes
around the stand. He told of his meeting
| with his republican neighbOr on the
previous day, and quoted his words.
| "What do you think of thatr he asked,
thrning to the black men. do you think
that mule has as much right to vote as a
negroW
The blacks remained silent. The orator
saw an old darky with gray hair and brass
spectacles sitting i'll the fourth row of seats.
! The old man had his hands crossed on the
| handle of his cane, and was listening in
! open-mouthed attention.
Speak up, uncle" said the orator,
singing him out. "Speak up! The people
want to hear from you. sir. Do you think
| that mule has as much right to vote as a
negrog'
The old man held his peace. Don't hest
tate, u. Gle! Speak right upl Let the
| people know what you believe. DO you
think that a mule has as much right to vote
as negroF'
"Weli. dun can't say" replied the old
darby, shut dun tole you what ] knows.
De mule got just about as much chance tc
vote as de niger got"
Such were some of the intellectual de-
| lights furnished at Joe Washington's din
ner. The average of the stories was even
beyond these. The night was filed with
laughter, and five hours passed so quickly
that they seemed condensed into one. Ga
the next morning Charles s. Baker arose
with soreness in his ribs. He fancied tnai
| he was getting touch CT malaria. He dosed
himself with Warburg's tine II e, the bit,
terest medicine ever compounded, and after
ward discovered that his soreness was
caused by his cachinations at Joe Washing
| toms dinner. AMOS j. CUMMINGS.