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Show A Violent Indisposition I first heard this one several years ago. I have heard It several times In varying forms since then. But for me age cannot wither nor custom stai it. To my way of thinking, It Is still worthy of being Included In any symposium, sym-posium, gTeat or small, of storlei dealing with the Afro-American population. popu-lation. As my fuvorlte version runs, a colored col-ored man, on appearing for work one morning wore a countenance ho battered bat-tered that almost one might have been pardoned for assuming that Its owner hud made a more ar less successful effort to run It through a meat chopper. chop-per. The white man for whom the scarred and bruised victim worked took one look at .that disfigured face and threw up both hands In horror and sympathy. "Great heavens, hoy," he cried, "what you been doing to yoiirBcK?" "Me? 1 ain't been doin' nothin' to mysc'f." explained the .larky. "Hut so.nethin' Is done been did to me. Mr. Watkins. It's Ink ills, ki.1i: Ylstldd.v cvenin' I got Into a kind of an argy-n.lnt argy-n.lnt wld another nigger an' one word led to another, ez it will. An' purty soon I up nn' hauled off an' hit at him wid my fist. "Well, seemed Ink that Irritated him. So he took an spilt my Hp wide open wid n i air of brass knocks, an' he blacked (lis eye of mine clear down to my armpit un' he tore (me ear moughty nigh loose from de aide of my haid, an' den, to cap all, he knocked me down and stomped up an' down 'pun my stomach wid bis feet. . . . Honest to O d, Mr. Watkins, I never did g!t so sick of nigger lu all my life!" |