The daily Alaskan., 1911-07-28


 the one as represented by the Sind moster. the other by the man wHo considered hls slave as a mere piece of ! property Naturally the families ot ! tbe more refined class of planters form. ed a society or their own, and ii vas among these especially that instances of 6delIty and attachment o,e urred Born to be ruled aud taken care nt by their masters as a child Is brought up by its parents. many of these ne- rroes. after tbr war had sci thCw free cIunr to their former owners aHd 'af old plantation homes It was thnrr thai the negro worked by day iu Che ut,Hu field and In the evening sang i'ms' melodies. a product Of the period rN- messing condition that died with tbe advent of emancipation. The reia- lions between master and slave have passed away with the system, and the following incident, told me a few years after the close Of the war which aboi- ished that system, could not possibly occur today:
 After the surrender at Appomattox I had occasion Co travel through a DOT tlop of the south. Iu Tennessee ] found plantation to which a large number of the negroes who had lived on it as slaves adhered as freed men. Their master quite an old man now, paid them wages, which they had not as vet learned Co handle for themselves Interested Co know how they Nked ihe change. approached a darky about thirty years old. who was saving wood. and | questioned him
 "po you darkics Ike tbe way you live better than when you were slavcsT
 some ob 'em pears to like it il they like to wok. Them that don't liSe to wok don't Ike it SO well as bcfo', cause fl dey don't wo'k dey don't git uottln Co eot"
 "How do you feel about itf'
 Ma case air guar hain't got no feelin's about it. Dere's a hant what goes around with me-.not a real bani rolled up in sheet, but a hant cb de feclu's. l don't take no interest in anything. I'm a kind ob a dead nig. ger."
 He had stopped in his wood saving and looked out over tho landscape with a sorrowful gaze. waited feeling that be had a story to tell and he would tell 1t without urging. | was not disappointed
 "l was bon" he continued. Ion de same day as Missy Della. an her nanny was my mothe, Conscience was dat when we two chiuen was iit- tie we was togedder an de time. ] hear'n people say when we was three or fou yeas old goin' voun' with ou ans roun' each udder. bow quor my black face looked alongside her white one. fo' her skin war white an pink. an her ha'r war like yaIler silk.
 "When Missy Della growed older she couldn't do 'nuG fO' me. an war fist ready to give up de ghos fo' her any time. Et she wanted anything done an she had to do war to say, Julius. you do dat fo' me, won't yo', nleasey Lawd. what de use ob speuk- ln' dat way to a niEZer? ] done it mighty quick. an wanted to keep on doin things lak dat fo her all de time 1 couldn't git nun of 'em to do.
 "Den Cunnel St Clair's son, Harry, come along. an ! saw might quick dat he an Missy Della war lubbers. He war a fine lookiu young man Mars Harry war-tall an straight with black curly ha'r, an might dif. fe'nt from Missy Della who looked talk a peach When his fathe gwine die he hab a big plantation an a thou sand nicgcrs. It was an settled dat Missy Della gwine to marry him when de wah broke out
 "Co'se Mars Harry he gwine to de wah lak de udder young gentlemen He go with de cavalry as cap'n. Do yo' see dat gallery up dah front ob de plantation house? Well, it war right dar dat Missy Della says to me, Ju- Illus. will yo' do somep'u fo' meT An l says. Missy Della. fo' yO' 60 right down to de rlbber an drown maself. An she says: T don't want yo' to drown yo'self. want 70 to Hb' 'wha' fo', Missy DeliaT 'Fo' to talk car my Harry. want yo' to go to de wab with him as bis servant fo' to talk car O bis hose an an dat, an want 70 to keep him from ham as much as yo' kin. An if he gets sick or wounded l want yo' Co ! talk car O him an send or bring me wo'd as soon as possible. VIII 70 do ! dat fo' me, JuiusY
 "Her eyes war wet when she said dis, an lak to cried maself, seein' ] her cry. An 1 said Missy Della, l so with Mars Harry, an l bring him back safe an soun' to you, ma boney.'
 we was standln' right on de top step up dar between de two pillars in de middle. She talk ma hand In bofe ob bern an look at me out ob her eyes as if heaben war on de udder side ob 'em. Den she turned an vent into de house.
 "Nex' day we leabe de plantation Mars Harry an I. Co fine de regi'