Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-08-03

gifts all de rest, now dat you done see rAght
bout dat Gladstone Niger. Evything honest
an bove-boa'd Honest Ho'ace, CAT "nus
dey call me up In Bumin'ham. Dawn Dat way,
an gittin' mo- so ev'y minute. Worry down
dem las To- polk chops Mist Hooper, an vs.
stahts in gittin' yo' lodge financial
Latham did nobly with the chops.
Gladstone sho gittin' on fine wild my nired
boy GawRe" further commented Mr.. IOOmpe.
"But hit amt do him no good. knows 20
much on Gawge he amt got nothin' but 0
rain-check from de jail house now. Dat whut
keep him 50 tame round me"
aims to git Gladstone dat way when Us
finish dis heah rafie." observed Latham over
his anal chop. "Ain't no class to Gladstone.
But you an me gwine mop up. gifts de signs
painted yesterday, an charge em TO de lodge
Says BENEFIT Sons of Temperance Lodge-buy
Yo' Ticket an Win dis Car Us put EN- ON
de car an ride round town in hit. Sho 10tcn
out de 'scursion money. "
"Huccome 'scursion money!"
"Scursion money, dat's de two dollars evy
nigger's got hid out to go TO Mobile ON de
'scursion mex week Niggers always got two
dollars 70 scursion.'
MIR. TooMBs beamed approvingly. wait
AVA twel knicks dat bum Gawge loose from
de breakfas' table" he instructed, AN us
stahts Nemind how hongry Gawge is, he got
do whut say-I knows too much On him
not so easily managed They proved TO have
their heads together at their kitchen table
to degree hardly justified by such brief
acquaintanceship paper under discussion
between them passed from George 70 Glad
stone at parting-a paper which Gladstone
priced but could not read.
s'Whut dat you ,git from dat jail hound,
Gawge?" queried Latham later, IS Gladstone
shaved at fastening the banners to the red
cars sides.
AInSkI~ xyif nxBafu mi
paper he git In de mail from Bumin ham. He
say hit guar nteed to cure de lodge Of bein'
busted an keep Samson Bates OF my neck
bout de rent. Sho Is sound good"
Latham shifted superiority. George was al
ready stepping on the starter Amt nothin'
do you no good now, nigger!" Latham made
himself heard above the resulting roar Of the
motor. Samson Bates amt lookin' to no
body but you TO- dat rent Only paper dat save
you wild him is got Thirty Dollars print all
over hit. Boy, you done sunk so low, 'sociatin'
wild dat Gawge Niger dat YOU has to look up
to see bait-wu'ms Snakes passes over yo'
haid an you thinks dey's airplanes! Gawge!
Why Mist ToombS know so much on dat boy
dat evy time Mist Toon1bs open he mouth de
jail-house do open, too-fo' Gawge!"
With which reproof Latham showed Glad
stone aside, that he might step into the car
beside George. Mr.. Toombs was already
spreading himself conspicuously in the rear seat
and no one was making any discernible ar
rangements for Gladstone to join the party.
When they had driven off Gladstone gripped
his paper uncertainty. He couldn't remember
whether George had said to read it or to wear
it around his neck. In which indecision and
low spiritual ebb he turned away, to meet
Samson G. Bates In business-like mood.
"How bout dat thirty dollars, two months E
rent de lodge done owe me?" Samson brutally S
introduced the subject nearest Gladstone's
physical welfare.
"Raisin' hit now" Gladstone offered weakly
"Treasrer jes rid off-look like he fxin' to
git jes' right"
MIR. Bates grew increasingly hard boiled 4
look heah, Ev1ution!" he addressed the
shrinking head man of the lodge. You done
talked yo'self out of no mo- time wild me. rs
seen treas'rers ride off befo; heap OF times
day amt ride back-specially when de rent
done pas due. An you knows mel collects
or cripples Whut rs talkin' bout you has
dat thirty dollars in my hans tomorrer or dey
got you oil stretch out on a boad I'm q clean
collar an 20 Sunday pants. You heah me?'