An ancient colored woman appeared at the office of the Freedmen’s Bureau, at Chattanooga, Tenn., and asked if that was the place where they kept the freedmen’s bureaus. The clerk was momentarily nonplused, but instantly recovering his gravity, blandly replied in the affirmative. Dinah, with an air of mystery, and speaking in a confidential whisper, said: “I have come for my bureau; now give me a pretty large one, with a glass top; I have a wash-stand at home, but it is too small to put my fixins’ in.”

Originally posted 2008-09-05 12:07:31.

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