Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1890-10-26
COME CHILE, Use Gw1NE.n
An Old Nanny and Her Pickaninny
Come to Town.

COME CHILE, Use GWINE."
An Old Nanny and Her Pickaninny
Come TO Town
From the Washington Star
was recently returning from business
trip up the Midland road when my atten-
tion was attracted to a couple who boarded
the train at THE Plains" had aroused
myself from my comfortable position TO
see If any passengers should get on and
my curiosity was gratifed when l saw
Captain Billy Payne, the well-known con-
duetor, assisting an elderly colored wo-
man, laden with parcels which outnum
bered those of Mrs. Peter Magnus. to
scramble up the steps. She was followed
by small boy, so black that his skin was
dull, but with face intelligent and bright,
After considerable difficulty this interest
ing couple selected the seat in front of me,
and, as is usual with travellers of their
color, proceeded to eat peanuts.
At that early hour Of the morning the
country looked very lovely, but the con-
versation of my neighbors distracted my
attention from the beauties of nature.
NANNY" said the small boy, with his
mouth full OF peanuts, "what makes dis
yer train gow
"Somethin' pull it, chile" she said, and
complacently smoothed q wrinkle out Of
the bandanna handkerchief she carried by
the exact center.
NANNY, what pull it?" Her ex-
preston changed from thoughtful to Sc
we're as she replied:
at is de Lords will for dis yer train to
90, and it go. Don't you be questerfyin'
of what de Lord see fit to do. You eat
dem peanuts"
AS the peanuts had all vanished the
small boy was unable to obey this COM
mand but he subsidized temporarily, and l
settled for nap.
"Alexandriap shouted the conductor,
as the train Stacked, and l expected my
friends to leave me, but they evidently
| the old woman said:
sinister, kin you tell me how fur ii is to
Washin'ton?"
"Seven miles" l answered
"Ain't we goin' to Washington, man.
my?'
Eyes, honey"
And when we arrived there I helped
her out with her numerous bundles, and
babe her adieu.
That afternoon, as / was on my way
home from the Office, l saw the same
couple, with all the bundles and some
more peanuts, on the avenue, not far from
the White House, and overheard a frag-
ment of their conversation.
eyes, honey, dis is a good house; dis is
the Presidents house, so aey tell me, and he
is good Presdep."
GLOW you know dot?'
Cease he's publican, and de 'publicans
| is de trends OBJ culled folks. Why, niger,
dis yer Presden am such good fren and
such a good publican you might almost
take him for culled pusson. He amt no
low Demo Fo' GaudP' she cried, and
involuntarily turned to see the cause of
| this emphatic ejaculation. She was point
little turnout going down the avenue
driven by very pretty girl-the footman
seated behind her.
"Fo' de Laudl Look at datl Chile, /
heain tell O uppish niggers-niggers what
thinks they's got book learnin' like white
folks-but never 'spected to live to see
dat black niger settin' in a kerrige an a
sweet young white lady for his coachman!
De Laud have mercy on her. Why my
old mars'er would turn in his grave if he
suspicioned anything like datw
l smiled and passed on by, leaving her
shaking her head over such a state of af-
fairs
l saw them once more. 1t was at the
circus. They were eating peanuts as
usual.
The boy was delighted with the horses,
and seemed carried away with the riding
of certain young person gauzily attired.
"Ain't dat gran, mammy?' he sale, Just
as my own boys clapped their hands with
delight.
ayes, honey, dis is 'markable place 1
don't know as l likes de way dem ladies
dress, but city fashions amt like country
fashions. Ladies don't dress dat way at de
Plains"
And now come forth the great juggler,
who could do all manner of things, and in
answer to the repeated inquiry of "How
kin dat german do dat?" came the reply,
"The Lord nable him.
| Finally letter from the pocket of a
man in the audience was given the per-
former. This letter he read, word for
work, through three blankets.
The old lady watched him with increas-
ing Indignation.
"Mammy, dat man got good eyes"
eyes, honey" she said, rising and gath
ering her skirts around her with dignifed
wrath, "he have dat, and Pse gwine. Pse
gwine Come on chile. Dis amt no
place for u.s. Pse gwine."