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MILLION DOLLAR monument at Wash-A ington dedicated to the "Old Black Mammy of the South?" Make it two millionsGod bless her and if "Away Down South in Dixie" the 4 total fund is not forthcoming, the sons tb and the daughters of Black Mammies scattered to the east, the north. and the west of old secession boundaries will find it a privilege to meet White son or daughter of a. Black Mammy unwilling to help mark her grave? Find oneif you can. Touch deeply enough into the heart and the memories of the old south and the child of the Black Mammy becomes a child again. Anywhere that time and the tides of circumstance may have drifted him, the wellsprings of his better nature are sounded in the quickening memories of his old Black Mammy.

Never to have had a Black Mammy? In the ties that have grown again between north and south the child of the Black Mammy has his commiserations for that northern friend who never knew her. In this remembrance of the Old Black Mammy of the south liesmore than in all elsethose old but fading bitternesses of the southern families. Emancipation of the Black Mammy has been in the heart of the southerner more than all the losses of the war. measurable in money. Child of the Black Mammyto realize that his children and his children's children must be born motherless of her! Gettysburg.

Antietam. Petersburg. Frazier's Farm. the Wildernessthese were his protests. Battles that shook the world.

but mere memories today. The blue and the gray today stand on a thousand marble pedestals. But the Black Mammy of the south? Where is her monument among the millions of her children. even to the second and third generations? She was an aristocrat. this Black Mammy of half a century ago.

Likewise she was an autocrat within her own autocracy and beyond it to her horizons. From her earliest infancy she had been chosen as a "house nigger." The common "field nigger" was beneath her consideration. unless it might be in showing him his place in the establishment And. "showing him." he did not fail to see and to comprehend. -r-1 1 New toell d'-ot a 4 I 1 til A 4 "MKS' fit) I 7001 PIA'S( OP OOP III rotwappti-6-62-x Is' 4 i il7771r III7 .0,........., 11 1 1 11 flot Istivrtixelv.t.A,t, m.4, e4tives mitt) A.

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ii fl ii, tri, Galveston, April i 1 1 Black Mammy of the South" have decided to make 1 ing to appeals from prominent citizens of all the bee, "7-- i If! 1 'il 't'' MILLION FOR "BLACK MAMMY." southern and many northern states, the promoters i 4 1 of the movement to erect a monument to the "Old tat Ilk 4, ..1 posed to erect the marble monument. which will r- )11 1111 I 4..1 it a national instead of a Texas project. It is pro- I II Ill cost about in Washington, and if possible a to limit individual contributions to TRIBUNIL '7 ti 1, 1 1 1 MILLION DOLLAR monument at Wash- I 11113M 1 1 1 I A ington. dedicated to the "Old Black Mammy of the South?" de 3 Make it two millionsGod bless her 4, 0 it4 'I 4 i 1 0 and if "Away Down South in Dix ie" the Goil'---1' 7 I total fund Is not forthcoming, the sons lege to meet deficiencies. White son or daughter of a 1 Acif Lc: 4 A q.

and the daughters of Black Mammies 2 1 i I I I scattered to the east, the north. and the 0- west of old secession boundaries will find it a privi- 1 'II I 1 '1 i v' I 0 Black Mammy unwilling to help mark her grave? I 1 r. t. 141 i I 15 5 II 1 Find oneif you can. Touch deeply enough into the heart and the mem- 4, 1 lir.

1 11 ones of the old south and the child of the Black Mammy becomes a child again. Anywhere that time 7, 1 l' I I 1. 1 1 and the tides of circumstance may have drifted him, is It i dir 1 1 I I 'ilvt, 14 1 1 the wellsprings of his better nature are sounded in I the quickening memories of his old Black Mammy. 2...... i i Never to have had a Black Mammy? In the ties 7- ,24 1 1,1 i I i i that have grown again between north and south the I i 10.1 I i that northern friend who never knew her.

I iiii'l I child of the Black Mammy has his commiserations for 1 i 1 6' 1 ii 1, 11 11: ti li I 'I, -5 i 4 i In this remembrance of the Old Black Mammy of 1 5 1 i' I PatiOn of the Black Mammy has been in the heart of the south lies--more than in all elsethose old but fading bitternesses of the southern families. Emanci- 1 0 the southerner more than all the losses of the war, I 7 r7.2....... 1 measurable in money. Child of the Black Mammyto it 0 ''t, tell realize that his children and his children's children -0''' must be born motherless of her! 'f5 AND Gettysburg, Antietam. Petersburg, Frazier's Farm.

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But the Black Mammy of the south? Where is and the gray today stand on a thousand marble pedes- r- ff ,,,7 her monument among the millions of her children. '''14 even to the second and third generations? She was an aristocrat, this Black Mammy of half a century ago. Likewise she was an autocrat within her own autocracy and beyond it to her horizons. 1'. 0, From her earliest infancy she had been chosen as a "house nigger." The common "field nigger" was i beneath her consideration.

unless it might be in show- ing him his place in the establishment. And. "show- .4 1 1 Inc him," he did not fail to see and to comprehend. rii ft 4 i v111, 1) I- I 11 I (1' ,1, i 1 1401''' ..0. i ...0 Ah i.e.,- ..000.

i I. iv -1114, -0. aol- vile- explained Aunt Margaret, "an Ah was when a pliceman come up sudden an' he sez, ses Looka heal' or woman, wha's yo' been? We all done been lookin to' yo' all night. d' yo' git dat umbrir Ah want to An' Ah sea, ses An. Dat's Mis' Addie's umbril ef yo' want to know, an It ain't gwine to leave mah han's till Ah gives it to her.

sea Ah. Ah jes blieve he thought Ah stole that umbrir. too." Policeman Starts Her Homeward Bound. But when the policeman picked her up she was taken to the Alley "Id" road and the guard asked to put the old mammy off at Forty-third street station. which was the home neighborhood she would recognize.

And later Investigations proved that as the lost one came down through the station she planted herself in front of the ticket taker's box with the challenging. "Well, wha' nex'r "But when Ah got out and Ah saw de cohnah drug sto' an' de groc'ry and de bahbah shop, an' saw dat trussel work ovah mah bald. Ah knowed Ah wux, bress God! an' heah Ah am, safe an soun'!" Aunt Margaret decided to stay in Chicago and work out by the day, coming back to 'tend at for the "Ivins boys." Her chatelaine bag consisted of a huge pillow cover which she carried over her shoulder and In which she put such things as "de Mis' done give me." Children of the old Black Mammy know how difficult It always was for not to give something she hardly wanted to give to Black Mammyand Aunt Margaret was of the old school. Coming home to the Evans' fiat often late in the evening, she had been warned that some policeman might 'sit" her. But she wasn't afraid.

Then one night Aunt Margaret did meet the policeman. and she was Incensed when she told the story. "Alt was comin 'long, mindin' mah own bizness." she said. "when dat big, smaht Elick pliceman sez, Look-a, heab, yo' ol niggah, what yo' got In dat bag? Ah didn't say a word," said Aunt Margaret; "Ah jes turn dat bag inside out on de walk an' Ah stirred de stuff wid mali stick an' Ah ses, ses Ah. Ef yo' all see anythin' in dat pile yo want, yo' jes take An' he jes trotted off bout his own bizness, Ah reckon!" These are glimpses merely of the last of the Black Mammies of the old south.

In these situations are brought out the honest, straightforward, iniperturbable aristocracy of the type. Black Mammies of the old south! Graves of yours are on a thousand hillsides, at which gray haired children of yours have stood with bared heads while "Earth to earth and dust to dust" reverently has beeni repeated over you. No monument for today can add to your virtues. Tomorrow, If marble needs speak of the past of the nation, who more worthy than you claims place? explained Aunt Margaret, an Ah was when a pliceman come up sudden an' be sea, sex c. Dat's Mis' Addie's umbril ef yo' want to know, an Looka heak or woman, wha's yo" been? We all dat umbrir Ah want to An' Ah sea, see Ak done been looki' to' all night.

Whs. d' yo' git it ain't gwine to leave mah han's till Ah gives it to her." sea All. Ah jes blieve he thought stole that umbrir. too." Policeman Starts Her Homeward Bound. But when the policeman picked her up she was taken I.

to the Alley road and the guard asked to put the old mammy off at Forty-third street station. which was the home neighborhood she would recognize. And later Investigations proved that as the lost one came down through the station she planted herself in front of the ticket taker's box with the challenging. "Well, wha' nex'?" "But when Ah got out and Ah saw de cohnah drug Edo an' de groc'ry and de bahbah shop, an' saw dat trussel work ovah mah Ah knowed Ah wux, bress God! an' heah Ah am, safe an soun'!" Aunt Margaret decided to stay In Chicago and work nisi. Istor Any Ise 44.6 Playmates of the White Children.

Child as she was and black, she played with the white folks' children. There was no color line established. as, born of a Black Mammy, she was the equal of Black Mammy's foster children. She grew up with her particular white missy," her voice and vote in everything that concerned the daughter of the house. Then as age and wisdom came to her she gravitated to the position of Black Mammy to them all when In the course of human events the daughter of the house had borne children of her own.

Black Mammy was the refuge of the erring. Child herself in her thought and imaginings, where could sympathy more certainly be counted upon? Where a mediator more tolerant when the erring one, contrite and fearful. came to her to ask her mediation? Among her own black fledgelings Black Mammy might be the apotheosis of offended, punitive majesty. Often the "mistiss." out of her sense of proportion, rescued Black Mammy's own, in the course of which Black Mammy might protest and warm to the interference. But when the "mistiss" had brought to Black Mammy's childish, loving heart a heartload of sympathy for the offending and suffering white one of Mammy's little Hoek, bow many times did Black Mammy seize her foster child and escape with it? "You jest don't cry, honey.

an' Mammy'll tell you a ghos' story!" Ghosts! Is there anything in all the realms of beatific recollections and remembrance that can compare with Black Mammy's ghost stories, as Black Mammrs children look back upon them? There is the wide mouthed fireplace in the kitchen, the.back log a living coal, the andirons standing in the firelight that shifted shadows On the walls, a wind blowing strong about the huge chimney, the hearth swept and dusted to immaculate cleanliness and then- the a shots' story." Choss Stories" Never to Be Forgotten. Mothers' conventions of today meet and pass resolutions against the frightening of their modern children. Would any child of the Black Mammy of yesterday Wipe from his memory those weird, fascinating, hair-raising stories which came to him from the imaginations and the superstitions of Black Mammy? There were miseries of frights and fears as penaltyfear of the deserted log cabin in the woods; fears of the black cave that opened toward the shallow, stony creek; fear even of the attic door at the top of the house If by chance it yawned at him in the dark. But were not the stories worth the penalties? And in those old campmeeting times of the negro, When paroxysmal religion seized suddenly upon the individusi and sent him whirling in dervish dance to Playmates of the White Children. Child as she was and black, she played with the white folks' children.

There was no color line estab- lished as, born of a Black Mammy, she was the equal of Black Mammy's foster children. She grew up with her particular white "missy," her voice and vote in everything that concerned the daughter of the house. Then as age and wisdom came to her she gravitated to the position of Black Mammy to them all when In the course of human events the daughter of the house had borne children of her own. Black Mammy was the refuge of the erring. Child herself in her thought and imaginings, where could sympathy more certainly be counted upon? Where a mediator more tolerant when the erring one, contrite and fearful, came to her to ask her mediation? Among her own black fledgelings Black Mammy might be the apotheosis of offended, punitive majesty.

Often the "mistiss." out of her sense of proportion, rescued Black Mammy's Own, in the course of which Black Mammy might protest and warm to the inter- foran 4, tt.t.s...,... Ste2 A Shotrom nth 1 it Evans to return to the fiat and notify the brothers. A consultation was held and Dr. Evans notified the police. deciding that the only thing to do was to wait.

And the household had sat up. waiting, until Just after midnight when somebody rattling at the hall doorknob took the waiting ones to the door, en bane. "Bress God. I'm home ag'int" exclaimed the voice of Aunt Margaret. as she stepped inside, uttering a long "whistling" sigh and moving to a chair in which' to get her breath.

And her breath had returned to accustomed calmness before she tried to answer one multitudinous questions put to her. But to this Dr. Evans has no idea of how far and how long in what multitude of places the old servitor had having only a dime in her pocket for car fare contingencies. jes' sot theah wha Mis' Addle tol' me to," she "It was wba they was shea'in' sheep In de picture. I jes' sot and sot an' Ab reckon Ah to sleep some.

An' the fust thing Ah knowed a in a blue coat comes up an' he sez, sex 'e, Looks or woman, yo to git out o' heah, 'cause gwine to lock sex. 'Alt ain't agwine to leave heah; Ah'm fo' Ws' An' he sez, sex 'e, Ah cain't 'bout Ws he sex, Ah got to lock up an' have to git out. Ah sex, sex Ah, Ah ain't gwine to git out till Addle comes. Ali done tor Mis' Addle Ah'd sot till she come back an' I'm gwine to do sea But he jes' took hor o' me and he put me out. Doclah Gus" Not in the Book.

got out, an' Ah axed a man, 'Can yo' all tell Doctah Gus Ivins liver an' he sea be couldn't found a drug sto' an' I axed Can yo' all tell me Doctah Gus Ivins lives? an' he looked in a big ate he sea they ain't no Doctah Gus lying in It" wasn't so foolish when one considers that Commissioner Evans' full name is William long abbreviated to "Gus" in his home was the beginning of Aunt Margaret's recounting the night's adventures. Putting things together doctor says the evidence suggested that with the of 10 cents for carfare. she had been passed from car to another and to another until Chicago street employs ceased to have hope of landing her neighborhood which she might recognize. Then bad taken to the sidewalk. somewhere.

jes' didn't know wha' Ah was." multitudinous questions put to her. But to this Evans to return to the fiat and notify the brothers. A consultation was held and Dr. Evans notified the police. deciding that the only thing to do was to wait.

And the household had sat up, waiting, until just after midnight when somebody rattling at the hall doorknob took the waiting ones to the door, en bane. "Bress God. I'm home agin!" exclaimed the voice of Aunt Margaret. as she stepped Inside, uttering a long "whishing" sigh and moving to a chair In which' to get her breath. And her breath had returned to accustomed calmness before she tried to answer one Dr.

Evans has no idea of how far and how long in what multitude of places the old servitor had having only a dime in her pocket for car fare contingencies. jes sot theah wha Mis' Addle tol' me to," she It was wha they was shealre sheep In de deen, where there are touches and traces of the accus Black Mammy of the old south. When the movement of OH starts for the national monument to the "Old Black day I Mammy of the South put Dr. Evans down for a $10 and I bill. If he doesn't pay it the writer will.

been, The doctor, by the way, never goes south without contb bringing back a new selection of negro stories. illus- "Al trative of the present day negro. And in years past begat he hasn't been forced to go south to get themseveral big of them have come back north to him in person. went One of these occasions arose in the time of the man I World's Columbian exposition in Chicago. At that time beah Dr.

Evans was a bachelor, occupying a flat with two we's 1 bachelor brothers in Forty-third street, near Calumet "Al avenue. The time and the place have to do with the waltb story, for when the doctor's sister came up from Aber- ttelP deen to the exposition she brought with her old Aunt yo'll I Margaret, one of the retainers of the Evans' house- "131 hold at Aberdeen. MIS' Aunt Margaret bad been a famous cook and she heah fitted admirably into the extempore household of three All- bachelor brothers, In view of the entertainment of the sister. Aunt Margaret was robust, black, a little afflicted with rheumatism. and in consequence walked "Al with a cane.

One afternoon "Miss Addle" arranged me to "carry Aunt Margaret around," as the southern An. phrase has it. wive Aunt Margaret was not demonstrative; she took her book pleasures calmly and with reserve. Which was char- twht4 acteriStie of the Black Mammy always. But that after- noon in the art galleries Aunt Margaret was tired out AugUI "plum' tiahed out; Mie Addle." At which Miss Healt town.

Evans found a seat for the old darky" and told her Thi to sit there till she came back. ing ol But when Miss Evans did return Aunt Margaret was the gone! start one cl Whole Household Awaits Her Return. rallwi Inquiries everywhere failed to disclose trace of the in tho old woman. She had disappeared as if by her own she black magic. There was nothing to do but for Miss "Al THE CHICAGO SUNDAY- TRIBUNE.

of the day and been, "Ah began. big went man beah, we's 'Ah waitin' ttelp yoll "But MIS' heah All. 'Ah me An' I wha' book (Which Health AugustuS, town.) This of the start one railway In the she "Ah Black Mammy of the old south. When the movement of the deen, where there are touches and traces of the day starts for the national monument to the "Old Black and Mammy of the South" put Dr. Evans down for a $10 bill.

If he doesn't pay it the writer will. been, The doctor, by the way, never goes south without bringing back a new selection of negro stories. taus- "Ah A UM a5.51511P A 1mA runat began. the chant of the darky preacher! Who was more enthralled than was Black Mammy, rolling in the straw pens where the ecstatic, rejuvenated black soul found not only absolution from her sins but wallowed in the joy of her new being? And the singing and the praying and the exhorting, with the campfires in the background or the foreground, and wild nature's music keeping the white In, habitants for a mile around awake half the night! All. all are gone, save in the memory of the children of Black Mammy, many of whom have grandchildren of their own.

and who hunger for the Black Mammy that they only used to know. Here and there and yonder were the Black Mammies that refused emancipation. whose children refused It, and whose grandchildren today are in touch with the second and third generations of their former masters. But there are changes that fail of compensation. One of the lost arts of the negro as observable by the child of the Black Mammy is that the negro no longer sings as in plantation days.

He does not have the heart for singing as he sang in those carefree days of his simplicity. These grandchildren of the Black Mammy in many cities have shouldered the burden of responsibility In receiving the birthright of freedom. But in the south are the tens of thousands of her blood descendants. ignorant of letters and of the world as she was, congregated In communit! 3 as was the Black Mammy of the plantationbut the old song of the negro Is stilled. Dr.

William A. Evans. health commissioner of Chicago, occasionally goes back to his old home at Aber Ire he )ul ed tg, e- n. en en fly es It, he rise ne Id gs or is ay in e- he nk he 11- r-.