The Newtown bee., 1896-11-27
The Washington Darky.
ESPECIAL CORRESPONDENCE OF THE BEE.l

ESPECIAL CORRESPONDENCE OF THE BEE.I
 The Washington darky is one of the inevitable, numerous and ubiquitos. A more happy -go-easy set of people the sun never looked down on. No care enters their hearts that their heels can not dance away. For them the dire tomorrow holds no terrors. If they get their breakfast, ''no matter bout de dinner" faith is strcng that it will come as did the breakfast. If trouble over takes them, they grin and sing in the face of everything. All the melancholy in their wake-up seems to come out iu their voices, sweet and full of melody
 but the sadness always there. Ins0mnis never bothers 8 darky, that is an inven
 Uion of ''de white trash," or more truth
 fully of that capable gentleman from Tophet. With a nod, Morpheus is at hand, only a place to lay their heads
 (and that, not always necessary) be il the south side of the cellar door or the pavement. If neither Of these luxuriec are at hand, they can stand up and enter the land of Nod just as well, true phil osOphers 8 they are. On starting out with loaded team, the first thing the average Washington darky does is tt make ready for the coveted nap, anC their devices are many. The usual way is the mailing a narrow upright board tc the back of the seat, as & "Iean to" fol head and back. In this way they will sit and sleep, their heads bobbing tr every direction, the horse going on il the uneven tenor of it's way. On s crowded thoroughfare have often seer a heavily loaded cart, the horses free tC ''gary their own gait" the reins dang ling about, while on the very top of the load the driver would be sleeping sound Iy, the sun scorching on his upturneC face. I shuddered for the poor darky', fate, should the horses take fright ol become entangled among the passing crowd of vehicles. It would seem that they carried a c! armed life. After they travel long way and no harm comes
 though accidents are not unfrequent
 the driver killed or maimed for life. Al
 the same they never learn their lesson
 In no way is the esthetic task of the negro so strikingly shown as in the adornment of their horses. It would give an Indian the jaundlce. All the old skeletons are ''dressed up" in the most startling manner, their heads piled with feathers, stripes of bright cloth, old rib
 bons and artificial flowers, all Tapping in the eyes of the poor, old horses, that look as if they felt like lunatics. String; S& 9A5f SA&SS 0&aoS4SS RhC@SS S@ VA09 SS' shapes and sizes are heaped on theil backs. In front, tied around their necks swing bits of brass, tin, glass and fancy colored bottles that fash and glisten ir the sunlight. I saw & horse whose head was decorated with large sponge, stucl fall of chicken feathers, on one side hung the decapitated head of the origi nal owner of the feathers. If a gala day, then the poor horses are martyrs indeed, covered with everything that has shine or color, flags everywhere, in their noses and ears, cowtails, rabbit skins, old lace curtains that look as fl they had been resurrected from the gut ter, pictures, strips of carpet etc., all flying from their necks and sides.
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