The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1867-12-28

come to think on it, p'hap, Buffalo amt
word to call lady, as is wild characters, an |
remembers EARN niggers sing about 'em in
London a-cOmin' out by night for to dance by
the light Of the moon, as is not COINS on as I
should 'old with myself.
should not ave minded arf so much the
way rs was fustered with my things tore off
my back with that car, bat l was dreadfully
'urt with Mrs. SkidmOre, as 'eard a-talkin'
to the lady as lives with 'er about me, and
said as were q reg'lar old cuss TO 20 out
with, as 'adn't no proper use in my legs, aud
II that other party--for I'd scorn to call her
heldmale-didn't say as l looked like reg'lar
old buccaneer Il thought should ave dropped.
and says to Brown, when he come in as I'd
rather go to the work 'ouse than live in sich a
place with sich awful langwidge used about
me), as Brown only made il worse by a-tellin'
me as she meant as were one as liked drop,
thro' my face bein' that red as is all OWN to
the water, as regular pickled me thro' not
a-Wearing avail aboard ship, like many as
l see.
So, arter that, there were coolness 'twixt
me and Mrs. Skidmore, and made me take to
my bedroom, and would ave stopped there
only but for Mrs. Chaunoey, as come to live
In the Ouse and light arted, as were un-
oommsn oomuany. So l went out good bit
with 'er, and that's i5w it were as see good
deal about 'Merryker not as ever shali take
to their ways, for my green bareSs Is oown-
right split with their baccy juice, as chey
might as we'll keep to themselves, as l said TO
party as set next to me in the car, and KEEP
a-spittin' 80 l says to i'm, "That's great
waste" He says, 'How 7" as is "What did
you say % in 'Merrykin. So l says, eff
you're so fond Of that baccy why spit it out ~
BE SAYS, "Why. you're enough TO make aGy
one lafT ,isself sick" "No," says, 'ft's the
baocy as is doin' that" and jest as were
a.talking a feler as were the wuss for drink
began a-disputin' with the conductor about lis
fare, as he said as he'd paid, which knoW'd
to be q falsity, for I'd been a-watchln' I'm
ever since he got IN, through lis a-settin' Oper-
site, and a-keepin' a-dropPin' of, being 'eavy
in lis eyes through drink.
So when he said as he'd paid says: "No,
my good man, you ave not. No doubt you
cannot recollect through your state" He
says sich low words as / would not repeat,
was it ever so, and the conductor ketehed
Old on i'm to turn i'm out; and If the feller
didn't kstch 'old of my arm So oilers:
''Let go.' sanctifed-lookin' toller as 'ad
| Jest got in, says: 'Go with i'm; it's your
duty" l says: "You must be as drunk as he
is.'' He gives me look, and says: "Is he
not thine 'usband 2" l says: "Go on, you
idiot"
BY that time they'd got the drunken feller
out of the car, and pitched i'm into the road,
and on goes the car, and me a-settn' a-lookin
savage at that party as 'ad took the feller for
my usbapd, when l 'eard a crash of glass
a-breakin', and got a blow on the 'ead and a
lump of mud in my face, and if it wasn't that
wretch as 'ad took up a lot of stones and dirt
and thrOwed it at the car and broke TIVE or
three winders, and give the serious man a
| crack on the nose as made it bleed. So says
to i'm: 'Use your 'ankercher, for goodness
sake, and don't be beast.'' He said as he
adn't got one, and if l 'adn't to lend i'm
mine in self-defense, or / should ave 'ad my
clothes all ruined with lis CORY ways, as
wanted to give me back my 'andkercher
then and there. / says, SIT amt no great
value, so keep it." gets out of the car, and
if he didn't foller. He says, "Where dost thy
abide i'' says, "No thank you; don't want
no 'qHaintances made promiscous, and you're
welcome to it.'' He says, ''Thou are friend
in tribulation," and if he didn't keep on a.
follerin' me, till at last stops and says, "Be
so good as to take your way, for my husband
don't 'old with no follerers, so l wish you
good day" He says, 81 hope may see thee
next Sabbath" l says P'haps you may and
p'haps you mayn't," and turns of, but fell
as that party were a-follerin' me, and KEEP a
dodgin' about for TO get rid on i'm till at last
were that tired that were forced to go 'ome
and as l got up the steps l caught sight o.
that chap a-peepin' round the corner, as made
me feel all Overish like, for l can't abear bein
watched, and when l did get in they was
a-waitin' supper, and Mrs. Skidmore begur
a-sayin' as I'd been out a skylarkin', as is
ways don't 'Old with.