The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1890-06-09
Swine Back Home"

From Our Dumb AniBlGls.
AS we waited in the Louisville and Nashville
depot at Nashville for the train, some one be
gan crying, and an excitement was raised
among the passengers. A brief investigation
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 one 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 ii you make any more dis
turbance I'll lock you up!"
Deed but l hain't drunk" replied the old
man, as he removed his tear-stained handker
chief. ''I'ze losted my ticket an money, an
OATS what's de NATTER
"Bosh. You never had any money to lose!
You dry up or away you go!"
What's the matter yere?" queried man as
he came forward.
The old man recognized the dialect of the
southerner in an instant and, depressing his
emotions with great effort, he answered:
Say, Mars Jack, lie bin robbed.
MY name is White"
We'll, then, Mars White, somebody has done
robbed me of ticket an money"
Where were you going?'
'Gwine down into Kaintuck, whar was bor
where's that?"
Nigh to Bowl,n' Green, sab. an when de wah
dun sot me free cum up this way. Haint bin
home sence, sab"
And you had a ticket?"
YES, sab, an ober $40 in cash Bin savin
up fur ten y ars, sah."
What 90 you want TO go back for?''
ITO see de hills an de fields. de tobacco an
de con, Mars Preston an de good old missus.
Why Mars White. Ize dun bin prayin' fur it TO
twenty Vars. Sometimes de longin' has cum
till could MT hardly hold myself"
Its too bad"
DE ole woman is buried down dar Mars
White de ole woman an free chiilen. kin
member the spot same as seed it Yesterday
Y0u ONT half WaV de FIRST fnbacEar hon
an den you turn to de left an go down to de
branch whar ee wimmen used to wash. Oars
TO trees on de odder bank, an right under 'em
is whar dey is all buried. l kin see it. kin
lead you right TO de spotn'
and what will you do when you get there?''
asked the stranger.
go up to de big house an ak Mars Preston
to let me lib out all de rest of my days right
dar. Ize ole an all alone, an want to be nigh
my dead, Sorter company fur me when my
heart aches"
Where were you robbed?''
''Out doahs dar, reckon, in de crowd See?
De pocket is all cut out. I'ze dreamed an
pondered-Ize had dis journey in my mind fer
vars an Vars, an now Ize dun bin robbed an
can't gol''
He fell to crying. and the policeman came for
ward in an officious manner.
''Staed back, sirln commanded the stranger
Now, gentlemen, you have heard the story
the old plantation, and be buried alongside of
his dead"
$50 am IT, called twenty men in chorus, and
within five minutes we had raised enough to
buy him ticket and leave $50 to spare. And
when he realized his good luck the old snow
haired black fell upon his knees in that crowd
and prayed:
Lord, rze been believer in you all my days.
an now dun axes you TO watch ober desc we're
white folks dat has believed in rue an helped
me to go back to de ole home"
And do believe that nine-tenths of that
crowd had tears in their eyes as the gateman
called out the train for Louisville