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THE NORMAL RECORD. in Coal." His plea was, "I Love You Best," but she only answered, " Oh. I Don't Know ; I Just Got a Msssaga from Mars," and with that sli3 turned away, and I heard him exclaim in tones of anguish, " Come Back, O Com3 Back", but as she tripped away she answered, "Mr. Johnson, Don't Get Gay." Just then I heard some one crying, and turned around in time to see " Sweet Little Tootsey Wootsey," " Papa's Baby Boy" and "Mammy's Pumpkin-Colored Coons" being carried off to bed by " Melindy " because they were "A Little Too Young to Know." A cake-walk was proposed for the evening's entertainment, and those who were to participate now assembled in the middle of the room, led by "My Honolulu Lady," who was very anxious to give us the "Hawaiian Pas Ma La." Mr. Johnsing immediately walked up to her, and presenting her with a " Sweet Bunch of Daisies," said, "Honey; You've Made a Hit Wid Me; Honey, You's the Warmest Girl in Town." Strains of " A Georgia Campmeeting" came floating through the room, the cake-walk began; and as I looked at them I could not help remarking, " All Coons Look Alike to Me." Just then a soldier boy appeared in the doorway, exclaiming, " Every Niggar Had a Lady but Me," and then he walked up to me and asked me to join-him in the cake-walk. I asked him who he was, and he said, "I'm Rastus On Parade ; I'm de Warmest Member in de Lan', An' it Ain't No Lie." I was just trying to find some excuse for not joining him, when some one exclaimed—" Miss Blanche, dinner is ready," and the little people I love so well vanished out of sight. One of the Lowly. A SKETCH. WE was the youngest of four. There were two straight-haired, dark-eyed, flat- nosed little sisters, and a stupid, overgrown brother who already was utterly good-for- nothing, and plainly showed the germs of the gambling and chicken-stealing tendencies which developed later. You probably would not call the place where he lived a home, but by his own people it was thought to be more than good, for did it not contain one window, and was the door not high enough for the children to walkthrough without having to bend their heads ? Even the shortest of the grown people did not have to stoop very low. In the summer he lived in a " campoody " made of fir branches, cedar bark, and skins, and builded under a pine tree ne*ar his winter home. His people could not entirely forget their early environments, but they were civilized enough to wish to give this little moon-faced, sad-eyed younger son something of an education ; particularly, as at about this time the teacher became interested in him. But first he must have an English'; name.~ An enthusiastic patriot supplied tthe name—Commodore Oliver Perry—and his father's name being Rob Roy, he became Commodore Oliver Perry Roy, which his schoolmates soon shortened to Dick. He promptly added this name to the others. Commodore Oliver Perry Dick Roy had artistic tendencies and drew most wonderful creatures, his drawing partaking somewhat of the nature of the early Egyptian art. The distinctive feature of his men was their bows and arrows; and his " devils ", as he called them, were all eyes and ears, which idea miobt have been worthy a wiser head. Most wonderful stories he told of these drawings. The Commodore was popular with the boys — to such an degree that they always divided their lunch with him, but persistently refused a share of his, which was carried in a shining tin pail, the outward glory if which belied its contents. And well deserved was his popularity, for he was a brave, sturdy, honest fellow. He lacked ambition, however, and his school work was discontinued almost as soon as he learned to spell and write his name, which in itself was somewhat of a feat. He early developed musical ability, and was so apt at carving that he made a violin for himself, taking as a model .the violin of a school friend. The love his people bore for hunting and fishing was inherited by him, but not so their tendency toward " no-accountedness ", and he soon gained the reputation of being a steady worker and never " out of a job ". In spite of hereditary tendencies, home- training and environment, this child of the pines has never forfeited his right to be called a " good Injun ".
Object Description
Title | The Normal Record. February 1899 |
Original Date | 1899-02 |
Description | The Record. Published by the Associated Students of Chico State College. |
Creator | Chico State College |
Location of Original | Archives |
Call Number | LD723 C57 |
Digital Collection | The Record: Chico State Yearbook Collection |
Digital Repository | Meriam Library, California State University, Chico. |
Description-Abstract | The Record served as both a student magazine and a commencement program for Chico Normal School. In the year 1899, it was published almost monthly. |
Date Digital | 2013 |
Language | eng |
Rights | For information on the use of the images in this collection contact the Special Collections Department at 530.898-6342 or email: specialcollections@csuchico.edu |
Format | image/tiff |
Filename | index.cpd |
Description
Title | 1899_02_NormalRecord.012 |
Original Date | 1899-02 |
OCR- Transcript | THE NORMAL RECORD. in Coal." His plea was, "I Love You Best," but she only answered, " Oh. I Don't Know ; I Just Got a Msssaga from Mars," and with that sli3 turned away, and I heard him exclaim in tones of anguish, " Come Back, O Com3 Back", but as she tripped away she answered, "Mr. Johnson, Don't Get Gay." Just then I heard some one crying, and turned around in time to see " Sweet Little Tootsey Wootsey," " Papa's Baby Boy" and "Mammy's Pumpkin-Colored Coons" being carried off to bed by " Melindy " because they were "A Little Too Young to Know." A cake-walk was proposed for the evening's entertainment, and those who were to participate now assembled in the middle of the room, led by "My Honolulu Lady," who was very anxious to give us the "Hawaiian Pas Ma La." Mr. Johnsing immediately walked up to her, and presenting her with a " Sweet Bunch of Daisies," said, "Honey; You've Made a Hit Wid Me; Honey, You's the Warmest Girl in Town." Strains of " A Georgia Campmeeting" came floating through the room, the cake-walk began; and as I looked at them I could not help remarking, " All Coons Look Alike to Me." Just then a soldier boy appeared in the doorway, exclaiming, " Every Niggar Had a Lady but Me," and then he walked up to me and asked me to join-him in the cake-walk. I asked him who he was, and he said, "I'm Rastus On Parade ; I'm de Warmest Member in de Lan', An' it Ain't No Lie." I was just trying to find some excuse for not joining him, when some one exclaimed—" Miss Blanche, dinner is ready," and the little people I love so well vanished out of sight. One of the Lowly. A SKETCH. WE was the youngest of four. There were two straight-haired, dark-eyed, flat- nosed little sisters, and a stupid, overgrown brother who already was utterly good-for- nothing, and plainly showed the germs of the gambling and chicken-stealing tendencies which developed later. You probably would not call the place where he lived a home, but by his own people it was thought to be more than good, for did it not contain one window, and was the door not high enough for the children to walkthrough without having to bend their heads ? Even the shortest of the grown people did not have to stoop very low. In the summer he lived in a " campoody " made of fir branches, cedar bark, and skins, and builded under a pine tree ne*ar his winter home. His people could not entirely forget their early environments, but they were civilized enough to wish to give this little moon-faced, sad-eyed younger son something of an education ; particularly, as at about this time the teacher became interested in him. But first he must have an English'; name.~ An enthusiastic patriot supplied tthe name—Commodore Oliver Perry—and his father's name being Rob Roy, he became Commodore Oliver Perry Roy, which his schoolmates soon shortened to Dick. He promptly added this name to the others. Commodore Oliver Perry Dick Roy had artistic tendencies and drew most wonderful creatures, his drawing partaking somewhat of the nature of the early Egyptian art. The distinctive feature of his men was their bows and arrows; and his " devils ", as he called them, were all eyes and ears, which idea miobt have been worthy a wiser head. Most wonderful stories he told of these drawings. The Commodore was popular with the boys — to such an degree that they always divided their lunch with him, but persistently refused a share of his, which was carried in a shining tin pail, the outward glory if which belied its contents. And well deserved was his popularity, for he was a brave, sturdy, honest fellow. He lacked ambition, however, and his school work was discontinued almost as soon as he learned to spell and write his name, which in itself was somewhat of a feat. He early developed musical ability, and was so apt at carving that he made a violin for himself, taking as a model .the violin of a school friend. The love his people bore for hunting and fishing was inherited by him, but not so their tendency toward " no-accountedness ", and he soon gained the reputation of being a steady worker and never " out of a job ". In spite of hereditary tendencies, home- training and environment, this child of the pines has never forfeited his right to be called a " good Injun ". |