The Farmville herald. [volume] (Farmville, Va.) 1890-1934, 1904-02-12
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caesar Perkins was the last negr,
member of the Virginia Legislature
caesar was black-yery black. Not 1
drop Of white blood coursed through
hi. veins. Just before the expiration
ofhis term Caesar scored the Demo
Gratis i'm a humorous speech for theil
failure 20 keep a campaign promise t
submit the prohibition question to the
voters Of the State.
"Yawl Democrats" he said-fol
Cesar was unlutored aud expressed
himself in genuine darby dialect-"i'
,bout ter let dis Assembly break W
vidout keepin' yo' promis' ter pass on
de Ticker question. You was mighty
psrt ter promis' 10 de lection, an
speck kin spin a yarn right here
. whatll 'splain dat bizness fer de salts
faction uy de people. Yo' capers brings
ter min monstus forcible de story NV
de eat an de rat
Dat tale was top ter me in OF Cum
berlan' County, down on Jeem's River,
when | wasn't nowhsr near bein'
crowd up 1t runs bout like dis:
one time dar was a big tub er Ticker
settin' out in de bsrnysrd. A rat
come outer his h0l an gun ter bruise
'roun' de place. He seed dat tub, an
he smell sumpin', he didn' kno' what,
He KEEP on nosin' 'roun' twel fus' thing
he know'd he was on de rim er de tub
He crawl 'roun' an 'roun', an fall
right smack inter dat tub er Ticker. Try
hard as he could he couldn' git out. 1t
looked like the jig was up wild i'm,
sho'. He make mighty splutteration
but itwan't no use. Oar he was, an
dar it seem as if be gwiueter stay.
Des bout dat time a cat come long
th'oo de barnyard. Mr.. Cat heerd de
splashin in de tub, an bein' german
of much curiosity be TUX an r'ar up on
his bin feet to see what de racket was.
Soon's he seed de nice, fat rat in dar,
Mr.. Cat fairly grinned. Mr.. Rat sing
out, he did, 'Howdy, Mr.. Cat? Dis is a
mighty pickle Use in. But it seem
much mo- natchul fer me ter be ct up
by you dan ter git drownded in dis
nasty tub er whisky; an eff you'll git
me outer dis you kin eat me fer yO'
dinner
De cat take de rat out, but as Mr.. Rat
was des drippin' wild Ticker he say ter
hisse'f, 1T won't never do fer me ter
tackle i'm while he's so soaked, an l
reckon IN dies fotch i'm out in de sun
an let i'm dry of gojd.' After he
done toted im away he sOt dar watch
in an thinkin' what nice dinner he
gwineter have. De sun shine so warm
de cat fall faster sleep.
Mr.. Rat, he 'skivered dat, 50 he crope
oil right easy, an 'twan't long TO he
was in his hor safe an SCUM. De cat
wake up, look 'roun' an say:
Hi! Whar my rat? l sho'ly had i'm
here TO fell ersleep.
Den be go to de hole an sing out,
'Heyo, Mr.. Rat. Is you in dar?'
oh. yes hollered back de rat; an
des bout ter take a nap
Come out a few minits, says Mr..
Cat
Can't right now, says Mr.. Rat.
But, Mr.. Rat, you members yo'
promis' ter me, says Mr. Cat
What promis' your says MI. Rat.
You said eff l TUX you Outen dat tub
might eat you fer my dinner
oh, pshaw! Mr.. Cat! You sholy
mus be jokin'. You ain 'spectin' ter
hop me ter dat, is you? Why, man, !
was in Ticker when l made you dat
promis'.'
An tell you, feller-members,' con-
cluded Caesar Perkins, lit was de same
wild de Democrats in de campaign.
When dey promised ter have de local
option question submitted ter de peo-
pie dey was IN ticker, tOo."-Saturday
Evening Post.