, 1890-05-08
THE KING BUNDOO.
BY PAUL GRANT.
ROMANCE OF ST. cArHERrsrs ISLAND.

| i."ou, uuu tncy fOilOWed MIN To
tho quarter. They were there 10 be
taught three things; 10 speak Eli
Elisti, or what passed for II, to wear
tncir clothes, to handle hoe and
'chop Rice" or, more strictly speak
Ing, grass out of the rice.
Guido, and his master also, 90.
iected q list OF namcs 10 give them.
In this list sacred history aud
mythology were quccrly blended.
Before long Cudjo was forced to
come TO his mnster with u com
pinint: The Gullah boys, he said
We're docile, though stupid, but tho
EDO proved utterly rcbellious. He
was unwilling To wear any clothes;
nc declined to answer to any name
but his own OF Bundoo, and he
utterly refused to work.
",E smaat," said Cudjo; "but %
dat han'd headedi Eth! Eth! don't
taik! 'E wun't TEX do name / gle
'em-'e call 'eself Bundoo! 'E laf
nttor David; 70 turn up 70 nose after
Pompey; % suck 'teet after Vulcan
-'e so swangcr" cried Guido, re-
viewing his onormities. "An' as
ier wurk!--de nigger dat lazy, g
wunt do n han turnV
This was 40. Tho Ebo declined
70 work, and neither persuasion,
Threats nor punishment could alter
Ills discrimination. "Bundoo, king"
WAS all the reason he assigned, and
that seemed sufficient to his mind,
II not to Others. Mr.. LachIan was
much provoked.
This IL my first experience with
Eboes, and IL Is my last," he said.
~ heard they were far superior to
"Gullah niggcr good 'nuff," snld
one
Good enough for me-" said his
master.
"E ay e king" said the driver,
II say he lazy"
liking. That naked savage? King
OF what, should like TO lxnow?n
King OBJ % co'ntry," said Cndjo.
king of q fiddlcstlckp' said Mr..
Lachlnn, provoked beyond measure.
Bundoo WINS Indifferent to his
anger. He did condescend to wear
clothes, but, he had made up his
mind, work he would not, and he
carried his point. He was, In fact,
q chief who had heen captured In
battle and sold into slavery.
At last Mr.. Lachlan presented
him to Ma,lm Stra, tho cook, who
WIS also Tartar.
"lf anybody can do anything
with him, S'tyra cam" said Mr..
Lachlan. $50, S'tym, you may
have him TO gather wood and draw
water for yo,I."
"Tenky, Nfnusser," said tho cook,
"J'll mex 'en wuck;" and S'tyra
was we'll pleased at the thought of
ordering him round.
But she could do no more with
him than could the driver. He de-
clined tolgo for water;'twas "omans
wuok,n he told her. He secuted the
thought of picking UP chips or
"mcking de fire roun' de pots"
Nerther would he pick the teal or
rice-birds, or do chan tun;" and,
for his refusal, he assigned but two
reasons, Twas 'oman's wuck,n
and Inc was "a king"
"A kingv' cried Old Prince, the
butler, an elegant gentleman's gen.
tloman, clad In nankin brceches,
blue cloth coat with brass buttons,
and an I'D rufiied shirt Of Mr.. Lach-
lan's. "a kingw he repeated, as he
spread his silver, covered with whit
ing, in the back yard for tho sun TO
brighten II. "What kline o. king
neclsed niggcr liiSer you ineN?"
"King oh darkness, mos likely"
said Mnum Maulsy, the nurse, com
Ing up with the baby.
"king OBJ monkeys" giggled
Tyr,, the nursery maid, as she
walked behind n rude wagon made
OF an empty soap box set OH wheels.
1t WIS drawn by limbo, the knife
hoy, and Sambo, the calf boy, and
In 1t sat her little crippled charge.
"king Of apes" said the knife
aNo, king of baboons," said the
calf boy,
"He! hel hcl hc!" neighcd the
cripple boys two steeds, lcaping up
and down.
"King o. nuthin'! A low down,
triflin' niggerr' said tho cook, boil
Ing with rsgc. "Come YER, suh,
AM open desc yiseter fer dinner"
She held wooden poker In her
hand, and with this she proceeded
to prod him.
Under the torrent of jibcs and
jeers Bundoo had been swelling
with spcechlcss rage, but this last
insult OF the poker was more than
he could stand. With "a terrific yell
Inc bounded toward the woodpile,
snstehpd lin the ay and charged hie
tormcntors. Then followed ignO-
cned old Alaulsey's aged legs, and
she fled for the house with the
baby, screeching, "Missis! missisw
Old Printe followed suit, over
turning the table and scattering the
silver ON the sand in his flight, and
an he ran he yelled. "Missisw
The little cripple's two horses
kicked up their heels and away
they went, vanishing under the
house. Unable TO lift him, unwill-
ing to leave him, 'Tym turned at
bay, and standing on guard before
the wagon, with her arms stretched
out like the wings Of an angry hen.
wept with rage and fright, while
she blubbered out:
'sIccb i'm, IL you dare, and maus-
ser III kill your
but Il was neither her nor her
charge that Buudoo thought of. but
the Insulting cook. Maum Styra
was too fat TO run; she waddled
few paces, and from the depths of
her cspaciolls chest arose a mighty
below.
s.Niissis! NfIssisP'