The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1892-03-11
SHE TACKLED THE NEGRO.

Mississippi Correspondence of the Chicago
Times.
1t is all nonsense, t0o,this talk OF
Southern cruelty to the negroes.
Like every other Northern woman
in the South, | keepawly from the
blacks. don't care to have them
abont me. In fact | fear them and
have no faith in them. But these
S~Outherners are kind to them, and
for many individual negroes con
TESS a strong attachment. They are
devoted to many old ex-slaves, but
the social relations OF the races are
less kindly and they live more and
more widely apart. ldon't intend
to prophecy, but the process Of SIP
aratiOn goes on steadily aud it is
more and more impo, sible every
day to secure household servants.
There are negro towns and white
towns, and the masses of the ne
groes here go into the swamps to
live.
RELATIONS OF RACES.
In truth, these white people say
that negro character is undergoing
a steady change. They say that the
free schools which they support, at
great cost, for these negroes do
more harm than good. A cOlored
graduate of one of these OdorOus
schools is never afterwards worth a
penny for any practical purpose.
Most OF them become billiard
markers or fancy servants about
country taverns, or they 60 to
preaching the gospel, and these
rascals do grow fat and sleek, and
they do shine. Their faces are sb
sOlutely greasy, and they wear
Prince Alberts, with astonishing
standing collars, as if their shirts
were bottom upwards. 1t is very
funny and it is we'll to let them
have a wide berth on the streets
and in all public places. They are
breezy old coOns and eloquent with
al, and do howl tremendously when
a revival of their religion begins,
there is a mOnstr0us uprOar in that
''neck of the woods" The perform
ance is like a circular saw. 1t runs
day and night. When one bowler
of the gospel breaks down there is
always another fresh one waiting
to take up the cudgels Of eloquence,
and they 60 on and on forever. l
heard them singing a funny song at
one Of these "protractrd' or scamp
meetings. 1t begins:
"Therc was an old boss, he laid in the
road,
And on his hip-bone there sat Il toad,
He raised his voice to the woods around,
Hank, from the woods Il doleful sound"
SIZE SPEAKS GENEROUSLY OF US.
don't think the religion of the
back woods is very refining or ele-
waiting, and the progress of the
darkey is not very wonderful, ex.
cept that he has learned to play
cards and Scraps and other gam. s
Of depraved whites. He has nc.
cepted all The vices and none of the
virtues Of the superior race. Ito
not see that he has made any won
dcrful strides toward the millennium.
Then his conduct is such that every
white woman in the country, 90.
ing abroad alone, carries a repeat.
er, and vru would be surprised to
know that /, who was afraid to
touch a pistol when | left home a
few years ago, am now pronounced
the most expert shot in the coun.
try.
| have TO walk a mile to my
school house, and | do always carry
a small pistO', which l know how
to use. Be sure to come down aud
spend The Christmas holidays with
us. These people are terribly tax.
ed and are poor, and don't of course
live as well as We 10 up North, but
they arc generous and hOspitablC
as princes. Affcctionately yours,
MARIE.