The Banner-Democrat. [volume] (Lake Providence, East Carroll Parish, La.) 1892-current, 1892-10-29
NO SIGHTS FOR HIM.
4 Down-South Darby Who Had An He
Wanted Of New York City Society.

Wanted of New York City Society.
The lumber schooners which come to
New York laden down to the gunwales
from the coasts southern states and
anchor in the North river, bring some
quaint and queer specimens of the
dusky citizen of the south along as
deckhands.
One of these was seated ON the wharf
near his vessal at the foot of Thirty
ninth street yesterday swinging his
bare feet, which looked like pair of
small alligators with their tales
chopped off, and grooming dialect
dirty, the burden Of which referred to
the pecliar superiority of the "Yaller
Gar' and the watermelon of his par
ticular section.
His trousers were marvel of crazy
quilt work, and his head-piece might
have been an iron holder which had
outlived it's usefulness, for all the SEM
blance of hat it bore.
Where are you from, uncle?" asked
reporter who recognized his type.
"Carrituck, sab" was the prompt and
polite reply. "Des come in wild Cap'n
Terhune an a load er lumbar on de
two-master Sarah Smiley"
''Why don't you get shore leave and
go into town to see the sights?"
100 many sights in dyah fer me,
sab. Larse time / was heah went in
town long wild one err desc slick city
niggers, and dog my cats eff dey didn'
run de ole man back ter de boat lickety
split"
What was the trouble?"
81 specs de trouble really was dat ]
got too much err dis heah pop-whisky
aboad Anyhow, we got inter one OF
desc side streets, and dey tried ter peck
my pockets. Dey's right hard ter fine,
boss, yuh see," and he smiled as he ex.
hibited his tatters. ST TUX an smacked
/. de fire out'n one OBJ de gentmen, and de
fus thing knowd was a sailin' back
ter de boat wild bout forty arter me-
and a pleeceman wild a broomstick in
his ham in de lead. Dey catch me
boad the boat, but splained, an dey
let me go, but dat wuz huff sights fel
me.
"Well. sab, ] was fairly flynn. II
minded me OBJ de time ole Unc' Nelson
beat de Yankee gunboat fer a mile
straightaway."
How is that?" asked the reporter
"Well, sab, you see, endurin' de wal
times, dey was er heap er desc heal
gunboats cruisin' roun' in de lower
Chesapeake, an dey allus wanted in
formation bout de rebels on Ian.
''Ole Unc' Nelson-he's livin' yet, !
specs, but he was most seventy then
he was out fishin' but leetle more'n el
mile from de 'sho' off de York river In
his little black dugont He had her
tied up to stake and was jes rollin' il
de spats an taylors when all of sud
dint gunboat cum round de pint be
low a-lunk-a-lunk-a. Unc' Nelson neb-
Der did like de looks o dem gunboats,
an he tho't he'd pull up stakes an
git in shore. Hit pear like, how
somdever, dat de cap'n err de gun
boat wan some information from de OLE
man, and he boiler fer him ter stop
Kyah, kyah, ker-hee. / dom bleevs
Unc' Nelson done stop yit He sot his
self back in dat little dugout's starn st
! dat her bows fairly riz out'n de watah
and he paddle fer de sho.' Kyah
kyah.
de cap'n er de gunboat he run artel
him and shoot off blank gun jes tel
skyah him, but bless you soul if de ole
man didn' bow his back and beat da'
steamer ter de wharf, an den he tool
an jumped out an run inter de bushe.
an nobody didn't see him fer month
Oats me wild New York sights.
dom wan no mo- in mine. dom wan
dem rabble-scrabbles runnin' me like
de gunboat run Unc' Nelson. No mo-
an dems my 'pinions.-N. Y. Advers
tiser.