Part Of The Government

As the train stopped at a small town in Virginia, the mail-bag was thrown to a negro boy of perhaps fif teen years, who started off at a brisk run to the postoffice. But a larger boy, turning1 a corner, suddenly ran into the mailcarrier and overturned him. As soon as he recovered himself, he turned upon the ag-gressor. "Look-a-heah!" he exclaimed; "you wants to be keeriul of dis chile. When you knocks me down, you jars de whole gov'ment of de ünited States. I carries de maill"