The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-06-10
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 Its the chute to the internal re- rions,-' he says They say it's greas- ed But it isn't It's really no easier sliding down than it is climbing back
 Well. I seen this nigger scheme of 0uF'n wasn't the only thing that was troubling Dr.. Kirby that night. It was thinking of all the schemes like it in the years past he had went into. He was seeing himself how he had been changing. like another person could of seen it. That's the main trouble with drinking to fergft yourself. You fer git the wrong part of yourself
 I left him purty soon and went along to bed My room was next to his n. and they was a door between so the two could be rented together if want cd, I suppose. I went to sleep and woke up agin with q start out of a dream that had in it millions and mill lions and millions of niggers, every way you looked and their mouths was en open red and their eyes walled white, it to scare you out of your shoes.
 I hearn Dr. Kirby moving around in his room But purty soon he sets down and begins to talk to himself. Every thing else was quiet. I was kind of worried about him, he had taken so much, and hoped he wouldn't get notion to go downtown that time O night So I thinks I will see how he Is acting and steps over to the door between the rooms.
 The key happened to be on my side. and I unlocked it But she only opens a little wnys. fur his wash stand was near to the hinge end of the door
 I looked through. He is setting by -rz1A ay,Je, xaS1 that is propped up on it and talking to himself He has never hearn me open the door, he is so interested But somehow he don't look drunk. He looks like he had fought his way up out of it somehow.
 God help you! If you'd only stay away it wouldn't be so hard to go to heiI!-' he says to the picture.
 There's 8 lot of counties in Georgia where the blacks are equal in number to the whites and two or three counties where the blacks number over the whites by two to one. It was fur lit tie town in one of the latter that we pinted ourselves. Dr. Kirby and me and Sam-right Into the blackest part of the black belt
 That country is full of big sized plan taticns where they raise cotton, cot
 
 Some places there shows that things can't be so awful much changed since slavery days, and most of the niggers are sure enough country niggers yet Some rents their land right out from the owners. and some of lem crops it on the shares. and very many of lem 5egt works as hands. A lot of 'em don't do nigh so well now as they did when their bosses was their masters, they tell me, and then. agin. some has done right well on their own hook.
 Them that thinks they is awful easy to handle oue of mate ReraI respect fur white folks has got another guess com ing. They ain't so bad to get along with if you keep it most pintetdIy showed into their heads they is n&ggers. You got to do that especial in the. black belt jest because they is so many of 'em- They is children all their lives, mebby, till some one minute of cra8i- ness may strike one of them, and then he Is devil temporary. Mebby when the crazy 1t has passed some white woman is worse off than if she was dead, or mebby she is dead, or mebby a loonatic fur life, and that nigger is a candidate fur Iynching bee and gin erRlly elected by an anonymous ma 5orfty.
 Not that all ntggers is that-a-way, nor half of 'em. nor very many of 'em even, but you can never tell which mig Eer it is going to be So in the black belt the white folks Is mighty perttc'Ier who comes along fooling with their black folks
 We didn't know them things then, Dr Kirby and me didn't But we mfghfn't of got into any eEouble if it hadn't of been fur old Bishop Warren. But that is getting ahead ofFhe story.
 We got into that little town-I-I might jest as well call 1t Cottonvfle-jest about supper time Cottonville Is a little place Of not more'n 600 people. \ guess 400 of 'em must be niggers.
 After supper we got acquainted with purty nigh all the prominent citizens an town. They was friendly with us, and we was friendly with them
 Talking about tbIs and that they final Ev edges around to the one thing every body is sure to get to talking about sooner or later fn tine south-niggers. md then they gets to telling us about 4hIs here Bishop Warren has men, Racned
 He was bkaek bishop, Bishop War ren was. and had a good deal of white blood into htEn, they say-an ashy col o-ed feller. with bumps on his face. fat as a possum and as cunning as FOX He had plenty of brains into his head, too, but his brains had turned sour in hIs head the last few years. and the bishop had crazy streaks run ming through his sense now, like fat end lean mixed in slab of bacon. He used to be friends with a lot of big white folks, and the whites depended on him at one time to preach orderli- mess and obedience and agriculture and R,einn in thefr place to the niggers. Fur wears they thought he preached that away. But gradual the suspicion got around that when he was alone with lot of niggers his nigger blood would va+ tha hesf of him. and what he