The county record. [volume] (Kingstree, S.C.) 1885-1975, 1903-07-30
BILL ARP.



| dogmatic old squire in the even
teenth district Of this, Cass county,
| whose name was Jim McGinnis. He
had plenty of what is called good
horse sense, a determined will and
abundance of prejudice. He won the
J. P. machine in that district for about
twenty years, and his final judgment
In a case was the law Of the settle
ment. Nobody dared to appeal Of car
ry the case up for fear Of offending
him and losing the next case they had
in his court.
One time a fellow sued another fell
low for the hire Of a negro. Judge
Parrot was on side, and Colonel
Aida Johnson on the other, and when
the Judge started to read his law from
Greenleaf on Evidence" Colonel
Johnson stopped him and made the
point that Mr.. Greenleaf was a very
smart man and had writ a power Of
/ good law, but that he was a yankee
and lived in Boston and knew no
more about hiring negroes than a
heaten knows about Sunday. The old
squire asked for the book, and looked
over the title page, say that it vas
printed in Boston and SO he ruled ii
ont Of his court, and Parrot lost his
case. The squire said that Mr.. Green
lear lived a little too fur off to be
familiar with the business.
I've cen a good many pieces OK
late about the negro and the great
southern problem. The people up
north begin to admit that they can't
see through it.
We are tired Of all this nonsense
about slavery. 1t was no blot. 1t was
nature. There are heap of people now
in the south who look upon slavery
Ike it was Achan's wedge Of gold
and persisted under the condemnation
OF God and man, but l don't yant any
body 20 teach my children any such
SANDERS, for l know it was in the
main a humane institption, and Il the
niger is any better off now than he
used to be, l can't see. The whites are
better of, a long ways, but the niger
amt. I've great respect for the old
time darkies. l know lots Of EN- |
would fight for. II | was to see a man
imposing en- my good old faithful
| friend, Tip, I would fight for him like
| would fight for my children. | love
these good old darkies. l ana willing
to live with 'eIn and die with EN-, and
be buried with 'em in the same grave
, yard, and when Gabriel blows his
horn I can rise from the dead with
'em without any fear that it will de.
stroy the hllar!ty of the occasion, as
General Toombs said.
love these old darkies, not as my
equals, but as l love my children. ]
love them because they love me and
are dependent upon me. The relation
between the white and black race Is
by nature one of protection on the one
side and dependence upon the other,
and when it ceases to be that l have
no use for the niger. 1t is always a
pleasure to me to befriend EN- when
they want my friendship and my help.
but when they aspire to be my equal
and put on Independent airs, I've got
no further sympathy. l have been
raised to look upon negroes as chill
dren, children in youth and children
in manhood and old age. | didn't have
any hand in making 'em that way. 1t
is their Human nature and they can't
help 1t, and l have 4 sovereign con-
tempt for any effort their people are
making to change their relation to
u.s.. for it can't be done.
The education Of the niger is a
humbug, so far as to make him a good
citizen. 1t has been tried already. n
has proved a failure. His best educa-
ton is one Of contact. close contact
with the white race. II We will let the
negro alone and keep him cut OF poll
tics he will get along very well ard
there will be no problem to solve.
There never would have been any
problem if he had been let alone. He
has no business with Office or in the
Jury box or in the legislature, and he
never will have. This is a white mans
government and the white man must
govern it.
The negro loves to depend upon the
white man and the white man loves
the homage of the negro. 1t suits and
fits both races and l hope it will stay
so. l heard an old physician say that
he had never seen a great-Srandchild
that descended from mulatto parents
in a mulatto succession. Tie crossing
o. races has never improved them. Not
even will the Jew and the Gentle mix
with harmony. John Randolph boast
ed of his Pocahontas blood, but |
| reckon it run out in John, for that was
the last of It. History makes no rec
ord of two races living together IN
peace unless one was in a state Of de-
| pendence upon the other. Our modern
philanthropists are deceiying the ne
| gro when they fiatter him with a capa-
city equal to the whites in fitness to in
vent or to govern, or to rise to the
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