The Daily Phoenix

Equal Rights.

About noon, yesterday, two fat, greasy-looking, two-hundred-pound "colored ladies," evidently cooks for some cheap restaurant, got into one of the street cars at the Capitol, and the seats being all occupied by ladies and gentlemen, they, the darkey women, began to turn up their noses and throw out slurs about "white trash," and finally one of them called, "Conductor, I want you to get us seats, de same as de oder passengers-we'se peoples, we aint dogs." The conductor politely informed them that when the car got to Four-and-a-half street there would be seats, as most of the passengers were bound to Dr. Sunderland's Church, but for the present there was no room. The largest negress then shouted, in her warmest strain, with anger depicted in every lineament of her countenance: "We am jist as good as any ob de white trash riding in dis yeare keare--we aint dogs, and we want seats jist de same as de white women-and if de white trash was gemmen dey would git up and give a "lady" a seat, and if I can't git a seat, I'se gwine to git out. Mr. Conductor, stop de keare, stop de keare we'se not gwine to ride with sich trash." The wenches bustled their sweaty and aromatic persons out of the car, much to the gratification of the passengers bound to Dr. Sunderland's Church. The last seen of the two wenches they were peering down towards the Capitol for another car.

Moral--The equalization of color is no more relished by the Abolitionists of Dr. Sunderland's Church than the most radical anti-negro worshipers in our land. The negroes will soon learn their position, as water finds its level.

[Washington Constitutional Union.