The daily morning journal and courier., 1896-05-06
Took Il Reeeipt.

George w. Peck, While Governor of Wisconsin, visited winter resort in Florida to catch a tarpon. he publicly declared, but privately 1t was known That he sought recovery from the tenn pestuous wrangling of a Madison legls- lature. One day, a. warm and light some morning, while birds that had flown from far Wisconsin were re- hearsing mellow chant, the governor sat rocking himself on the sun-b blazing veranda. An old/negro, a character, a comical remainder of serious past, came up, as was his custom, to banter words ''wid dem genermen frum way up wander"
 "See that man sitting down there?" said Q loiterer pointing at Peck.
 "Oh, yas, sah, I'se bleeged ter see him. cage lookin' right at him."
 Well, he's governor of great state in the north.'
 "Go on, man, ain't no chile," the old negro replied.
 Its @ fact"
 "Whut you come tryin' ter fool me fur? Whut I done dat you wanter come razzlin' me fur?"
 I'm telling you the truth, ain't I, cap't?" he added, appealing to the pro- prietor of the hotel
 That's right" said the proprietor.
 The old negro took off his scrap of 0 hat and scratched his head. He looked searchingly at Peck, fell into a specula- tive muse, and then, arousing himself, said:
 His clothes da looks like da mout b'long ter CT gubner, an dem gold specktickels is all right, but de gener- man is powerful scarce O hair on his head, an allus thought dat CT gubner was hair way down we're (marking his wait with his thumb. Must CT seed CT gubner once, da tole me he wuz, but he had long ha'r. So don't come progricin wid me. Dat White pusson may be CT generman an monstus high up in de church, but doan b'lebe he's de gub- ner O CT state. He ain't got huff hair fur dat fack.'
 The proprietor assured him that the man was governor, and his word was strengthened by the testimony of a handsome young woman who had just come out upon the veranda.
 The old negro's face frightened wy, if dat sweet lady say it's CT fack it must be- he said An I'se mighty at him.
 "I'll introduce you" said the proprie- tor.
 The old man dropped his hat. You doan mean it, does you?"
 'Yes, come on."
 "But he mout scold me-
 "No, he'll be glad to meet you"
 Wall, fo' de Lawd, wonder how I come ter lib ter see dis we're day. But Tse wid yer. I'se been in many CT close place befo-wuz run up de big road by CT ghost one night-an' I know I ain't gwine back out frum dis yere I'll meet him. vas, sah, but I doan want him ter scold me. Doan like ter be scolded, makes me feel like done suth- in wrong. But lead me ter de man, I ain't CT feerd O him.
 The hotel man conducted him for ward, and, with sweeping ceremony, introduced Eli Carter. Mir. Peck got up and cordially shook the old mans hand looked kindly upon him, at his hickory shirt, his one suspender held with a horseshoe nail, and, motioning to chair invited him to sit down. The old fellow dubiously shook his head. T doan reckon dat would be right, sah. I reckon dat would be ere stretchin' de thing CT little too fur. But ef you says so I'll natter go you" He sat down.
 You live about here, I suppose ?" said the governor.
 "Yas, sah, right ober wander, by de swamp"
 "Family?'
 You hit it. Married five times, but my wives got scattered, fust an last some O 'em died, an some O 'em moved CT way. low, sah, you must CT been married mo den CT dozen times"
 A litter went up and down the veran- da. "Once only" said the governor.
 'Whut! Is dat so? Wy, sah, eff I wuz CT gubner I neber would stop mar ryin'-jest keep right on."
 How many children have you?" the governor asked, hardly knowing what else to say.
 The old man scratched his head 'Tse sorter slow on fggers,' said he. T reckon I could count 'em if had 'em in CT row, but da's scattered, sab. But wanter tell you dat some O 'em