I was a little flurried and
went to the door, and a chambermaid was there with an armful of towels and
she handed me a couple and went off. My wife came into camp again, and
began to cry and accuse me of pulling her hair, when I went up to her and
put my arm around her waist, and was just going to kiss her, just as any
man would be justified in kissing his wife under the circumstances, when
she screamed murder and fell against the bureau.
"I looked around and the door had opened, and there was a colored man
coming into the room with a kerosene lamp, and he chuckled and said he
begged my pardon. Now, I am a man that don't let my temper get away with
me, but as it was three hours before dark I didn't see what was the use of
a lamp, and I told him to get out of there. Before 6 o'clock that evening
there had been twenty raps at the door, and we got sick. My wife said she
would not stay in that house for a million dollars. So we started for
Milwaukee.
[Illustration: AN INTRUSIVE NIGGER.]
"I tried to get a little sleep on the cars, but every little while a
conductor would wake me up and roll me over in the seat to look at my
ticket, and brakemen would run against my legs in the aisle of the car,
and shout the names of stations till I was sorry I ever left home. Now, I
want to have rest and quietude.
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