The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-07-11

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The porter glanced furtiyely across the
street at the blue-coated Pullman official
walking beside the big Pennsylvania
trainshed in Jersey City, and lowered his
voice as he went on Every towel. every
sheet, every ounce of food sent out with
the porter on his run has to be accounted
for when he comes back. If anything is
gone and not paid for the price is taken
out OF the porter's wages. Well, If we
don't give the clerk who takes these ac-
counts a tip of 80 cents or dollar at the
end of every run he makes the accounts
snort and we have TO pay the difference
We dasn't say word or we get fired bod
lily, because they never take a porter's
word for anything. It's funny about
that.
UNIFORMS AND MEALS.
Then we have to pay % cents a meal
IS cents a day-for what we eat on
dining car. We have to get one or two
suits of uniform year from the COM
pany, and those cost so each. Our caps
cost US 50 each. And then think of our
laundry say. that's fearful! We have
to wear white collars and cuffs, and they
have to be perfectly clean. In summer /
have to change them twice day Be
sides the pOrters who don't have regular
runs nave TO report every day for duty
and be within call from the office all day;
but they get no pay unless they get work
Sometimes that makes dreadful hole in
a months wages
According TO this man and others who
were questioned, the Pullman porter must
needs learn the secret of getting along on
a short allowance of sleep. Theoretically,
his houRs of repose when on duty are from
10 .. m. to 3 a. m, but his bed is in the
the smoking room of the coach, and he
must not make it up until the frequent
ers of the room have chosen to retire for
the night, and that is often long after 10.
All that the porter may do is TO look in
lOngingly from time to time in the hope
that the smokers will take the hint ana
vacate. If they chose to stay there is
nothing for the porter to do but wait
and keep awake as best he may
After he is once asleep his duties
are attended to By the conductor, and
thereby hangs another grievance Tor the
porter, for when the run is like that from
New York to Chicago, two nights long,
the porter is supposed to get his five
hours sleep but one night in the two
whenever there is more than one Pullman
car on the train. That is more than hu-
man flesh can bear, and generally the
willy African manages to snatch cat-naps
out of hours, with one eye open for the
spotter who. if he should catch him at it,
would report him. That would mean sus-
pension from duty and loss of pay for pos
sibly fifteen days.
KEEPING THE TRACKS CLEAR.
At Fortieth street, says the Chicago
Herald, the police kept a most vigilant
watch over any attempt of people to use
the tracks as a thoroughfare between
Wentworth avenue and State street. One
little woman from the Salvation army,
after a tramp of block and then across
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Fitzgerald told her she would have to re-
trace her steps.
A tinelooking, elderly man came up and
saluted Sergt. Mullen. The sergeant re-
turned the salute, but told him he must
not go farther.
"Oh, but, my dear sir, if you knew who
was you would not refuse me permis-
sion
Its not my business who you are"
said Mullen, but you'll be walking back
to where you came from, and not going
here.
Then the elderly gentleman drew him
self up. and, with a majestic wave of his
hand, exclaimed:
Il am the ex-mayor of Philadelphia ="
''Oh, ho!" shouted Mullen, ''then get
off the tracks entirely"
COLOR OF THE RIoTEPs.
A curious feature OF the riots on these
tracks Thursday and Thursday night was
that the crowds were largely led by negro
women, says the Chicago Herald. Aunt
Mamie is a character who haunts the
vicinity of Thirtys Cond street. and who
claims to be part of the soil of Kentucky.
She is as broad as she is long and as
as an OK. Thursday afternoon
she led one of the charges on the box
cars. Her recruits were boys, idle men,
negroes and some women of her class.
Her rallYing cry was: "Seeheah, you uns,
dis ar Pullman amt no white man tail.
He just low down white trash. He got
spect in his eye, he has, shuah Hyah,
you uns, turn dat car down, OATS what
makes ole man Pullman sick. He jest
nothin' but a yellow nlggah."
QThe crowd followed her as If she were
inspired, and the cars went tumbling
with crash.
Clarissa White is another character of
the neighborhood Clarissa believes in
The use of fire. Clarissa is suspected of
having given matches to little boys, of
showing them how to go to the wheel
boxes of the cars, extract the waste
therein, drop the lighted match on it aud
then toss the blazing mass into the car.
Clarissa shouted Friday morning as
burning car illuminated her shanty.
Oats it, boys, make her hot" she
cried. "See white mans skin when dars
lots light. Wish Pullman was possum.
Id scotch him shuah enuff. What's OATS
you're sayin', Mister Policeman You
done goin' to run me in. Shoe, chile, |
amt done nothiu' but courage the boys"
The police had to stop Clarissas voice
by severe warning, and Aunt Mamie
was told that If she came on the tracks
again she would be locked up indefinitely
ODD EFFECT OF A STRIKE.
Among the greatest sufferers BY the cab
strike, says the London Telegraph, are
the parliamentary pigeons in New Palace
Yard, which always found an abundant
supply of corn from the nose bags of the
horses on the cabrank at the entrance of
the House of Commons. F'or'years the
spot has been. during the parliamentary
season, happy hunting ground for hun
dreds OF these birds. They never hang
around the doors of the House of Lords
Peers generally walk TO parliament, or if
they drive 1t is Invariably in their own
carriages, the horses of which would dis
dain TO eat in public.
No corn is ever TO be found at the peers
entrance; therefore, it is that the pigeons
all flock TO the House of Commons. But
since the commencement of the strike the
birds have become quite demoralized
They know it is not the recess, because
the light on the clock on the clock tower
Is there at night, and they cannot make
out what has become of their friends the
cabmen, the horses and the corn.
For some days their lamentable GOO
ing from the pangs of hunger was distress
ing TO hear, until the happy idea came to
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