Booker T. Washington, Builder o - African American History
Booker T. Washington, Builder o - African American History
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<strong>Booker</strong> T. <strong>Washington</strong>, <strong>Builder</strong> of a Civilization. 109<br />
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unintelligible pious jargon. This old fellow would harangue the air for hours at a<br />
time right outside the Principal's busy office, but he would never allow him to<br />
be stopped or sent away and always sent or gave him a small contribution at the<br />
conclusion of his tirades, if indeed they could be said to have any conclusion.<br />
<strong>Booker</strong> <strong>Washington</strong> had a weakness for the picturesque ne'er-do-wells of his<br />
race. One such old fellow, who lived near Tuskegee and who had always<br />
displayed great ingenuity in extracting money from him, one day, when he was<br />
driving down the main street of Tuskegee behind a pair of fast and spirited<br />
horses, rushed out into the street and stopped him as though he had a matter of<br />
the greatest urgency to impart to him. When Mr. <strong>Washington</strong> had with difficulty<br />
reined in his horses and asked him what he wanted the old man said<br />
breathlessly, "I'se got a tirkey for yo' Thanksgivin'!"<br />
"How much does it weigh?" inquired Mr. <strong>Washington</strong>.<br />
"Twelve to fifteen poun'."<br />
After thanking the old man warmly, Mr. <strong>Washington</strong> started to drive on when<br />
the old fellow added, "I jest wants to borrow a dollar for to fatten yo' turkey for<br />
you!"<br />
With a laugh Mr. <strong>Washington</strong> handed the old man the dollar and drove on. He<br />
never could be made to feel that by these spontaneous generosities he was<br />
encouraging<br />
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thriftlessness and mendicancy. He was incorrigible in his unscientific openhandedness<br />
with the poor, begging older members of his race.<br />
At the time of the Tuskegee teachers' annual picnic, usually held in May, many<br />
of these old darkies would attend uninvited and armed with huge empty baskets.<br />
Mr. <strong>Washington</strong> always greeted them like honored guests and allowed them to<br />
carry off provisions enough to feed large families for days. He would also<br />
introduce them to the officers and teachers of the school and to any invited<br />
guests who might be present.<br />
Old man Harry Varner was the night watchman of the school in its early days<br />
and a man upon whom Mr. <strong>Washington</strong> very much depended. He lived in a<br />
cabin opposite the school grounds. After hearing many talks about the<br />
importance of living in a real house instead of a one or two room cabin, old