Delaware gazette and state journal. (Wilmington, Del.) 1883-1902, 1894-07-19

so to the idea shop, for, although my |
visits to her have been numerous, she |
has always impressed me with the fact |
that subjects for conversation were
never lacking, AT the time that Aunt |
Louisas Uncle Sol departed this life
attended the funeral, and on my
entrance noticed that the entire family
and all of the friends were arranged
around the room, SO that they sat inn
mediately in front of cheap chest of
drawers with u mirror on it. | sympa-
thized with Aunt Lena, spoke Of my
long acquaintance with Uncle Sol, only
to be greeted with remark which was
scarcely necessary. The mourning
widow, at least she mourned as far as
extensive black garments were con-
cerned, said in response to my eulogy
on Uncle Sol: Certainly, Missy, you
has know'd him for long time, and
suahly you know what cranky old
man he was, but" she added with an
expression OF joy all over her face, I'D
be nightly pleased if he could see us
to-day" AT last it dawned on me.
In honor of the funeral, the family
had put together and bought that
bu4 VT a bAhhEi
bureau. And they felt SO genteel that
they weren't willing TO admit poor
Uncle sol, who had never seen the
bureau, was equal TO them socially. AT
the cemetery 1t required three strong
deacons to keep Aunt Lena from jump
ing into the grave, but when we went
back to the house everybody went in
and saw the bureau Unlocked and
locked; were called upon to admire the
glass, and We're altogether made to feel
that they We're in home of people who
knew what was what. Since then Aunt
Lena has gotten trunk, and Joys OF
joys, set OF false teeth. She had her own
good white ones pulled out that she
might indulge IN this luxury, and any
child III the nelghborhuOd Will nearly
run his legs off it Aunt Lena will promise
to let him see her take them cut and
put them in. With all these belongings
II can scarcely be said OF Aunt Lena
that she is advanced in her ideas. She
is merely luxurious in her tastes. told
her the other day that she was going to
have vote given TO her, and she looked
at me like an aged Dabonn, and said;
mot for true, Honey? Before Gawd, |
thought il bad enough when they give
them there votes to riff raft like my
Jim; but ii all The fool Wenches down
at the church is a-goin TO get vote,
can't you an me arrange to 20 an live
in countries where they's civilized =?
Votes! think see Galllne a.goin' 10
vote Shed sell her vote for "a brass
breastpin, and they amt Que Of 'em
down there that wouldn't les give the
IA,
show some 'tentton TO them. Lawd,
Lawd, dis am queer world"
a DAKkEY LADY ON GIRLS.
When was young, ladies was ladies.
| They wasn't Il harm around talkin', an
II you'll excuse me, Miss, non oi them
was that aggregated that they had to
earn their own Twin. They was men
in them daYs-gentlemen, which | was
always told that meant KNOWN how to
take care OF the ladies and little chill
dien. But nowadays, what with the
| ladies torgettln their manners land boys
smukin' clSarects, it's ompusslOle TO say
what they'll do mex. But vutln' Well,
| l want to see the ColOrGd girls start out
to vote. No, don't, don't want TO see
nuthin' OF the kind. Ii | catches any
of EN- belongin' to me goln' for sech a
thing, I'll whip her, | don't care how
old she is. You remember, Calline !?
Catline, she was my Ems girl. She
was always sassy, an used u tell Elm
it was mighty queer, she an her hus-
band was both as black as the spades
an that sassy piece was near white;
but En-, she jes' used to gig5le. Well,
Elm sent Callinc to school, an she cum
back home with more nonsense in her
head dan YOU ever heard of; called her
nanny Ma" but Elm, she's sucn a fool
ABOUT her, and, one day, Cal'ine,
SHE MARRILs MINISTER.
amt got nothin' to say against the
pore young man, though his preachin',
1t We're mighty weak But " men Calline
cum home to pay visit aud Eetches her
baby. an says, Ma, where can rct n
nurse for Celestine?" drawlin' Out her
words, as if she were a lady, les got
up an boxed one ear until she saw stlrs
an then the other to make il even. nlt'
/ says, you isgerant Niger, nurse youl
own baby, ana don't CGme here with
any Of your preachin' half white half
black airs" An' what do YOU think Nm,
said? AS how | wasn't Kind. | wonde,
| let her live. | pose she'd like d vote
But II tell You one thing, Missy, les
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broomstick. Sotin' Well, thought