Richmond dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1884-1903, 1895-12-22

sec our young people. locked In eacn
otber's embraces. and sailing around the
ballroom floor, out. OF time, think"s
moro about the hugging than they are OF
the music. He would say. hi',i'
mistfs. ef you don't dance wild de music
It puts me outr But i am d'gresshs,
I am too old now to enjoy the modern
dance. and lest be considered an enemy
TO the new woman" or envlous OF my
juniors, I will drop the subject OF the
dance and come back to the hare-nuhe'
HIS INTENTIONS WE'RE GOOD.
Inc Jack bosseo all the actors. the
whites as well as the blacks. on Christ-
mas occasions. and when the old Fellow
would speak every one obeyed him 10
the letter. Now" said he. de rus one
dat jumps a hyar. I'll give i'm pack
popcrackersi" That was enough, Tor no
thing would make a boy hunt harder
or boiler louder when he bounced a RAD
bit than this. Such -wnoopin' ana a.
hollerin'" and calm o. dogs as Woulo
be heard on the starting or mare was
enough to excite a man with iron nerves
My dogs were not accustomed 10 such
fuss. and would lose their heads COM
pletely running to where they heard the
last call only to be brought back again
TO another part OF the field 1t was just
impossible to tell where TO go; for every
body was a-holerln. The poor little mare
was doomed TO die when once started.
There were so many negroes and so many
dogs, II she went out or sight or one,
she was In full view ov another. while
the air was literally filled with rocks
and sticks. which were hurled at her
without any sort Of consideration for the
safety of the huntsmen. We had a cross
eyed negro, who saw hare In the bed
about 2 feet from my setter-dog on a
point. AS he could see the mare and
couldn't I handed him the gun and told
him TO shoot II. When the smoke cleared
away had dead dog. but the hare
was gone.
SUBJECT OF STORY AND SONG.
We had negro who stammered. When
he went to tell you anything YOU could
walk forty feet and come back In time
to hear what he had TO say. This same
negro was never at a loss for WORD
when a hare was started. He called the
dogs with as much vim as any one.
Here she! here she go! ketch her,
Ginger! He was known as the best man
on the place to make music on tin
pan and call out the figures of negro
break down"
Appomartox was not only the end OF
the Confederacy, but it brought TO an
end those happy days OF the old southern
plantation-negro, as well as TO his old
marster. The northern people, in their
Ignorance, clamored for the abolition OF
! the negro, laboring under me impression
that We whipped 'em for the fun Of the
thing, and at night rounded 'em up ike
lot OF cattle: but as long as there Is left
IN the South an honest, truthful, old
time "howdy. Marster," negro OF the
good old days gone-by he'll tell you that
the accomplishment OF the freedom OF the
negro for which Horace Greeley and
Wendell Phillips labored so nard and so
long, took out OF his life those rays or
sunshine which made him not only the
happiest creature on earth. but the sub
tect OF story and song which delight the
people OF the South who knew him, loved
him, and whose like the world Will never.
never see again. Will the young negro
OF to-day ever have a book written about
him? POLK MILLER.