The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1884-12-18
CREOLE LOVE-MAKING.
Dangers of Flirting in the French Portion
of New Orleans.

Down in the old French portion of
New Orleans it is highly unsafe for
young unmarried men to venture alone,
writes a correspondent. The black
eyed beauties are only too glad of the
chance to capture an American, and
will resort to all sorts of devices to en-
trap the unsuspecting youth. In order
to depict for our Northern friends this
peculiar phase of creole character, l
will relate the true story of the exper-
fence of my friend. Jack Laflance, who
fell victim to creole strategy not long
ago.
Jack met the beautiful Ielanie at
soiree dansante on the Rue Bon En-
fants. Being good dancer and also
first-class waiter, he was Mile. Me-
lanie's partner for many figures, and
by a judicious use of cream and cake
gained the good will of Melanie's man.
ma. An invitation to call next Sunday
was accepted, and the visitor entreated
to ''call again" Jack did so upon the
Sunday following, and was so cordially
received that he repeated his visit a
third time. For my friend Jack was
an innocent soul, totally ignorant of
creole customs, and he walked right
into the snare. On his third cali Me-
lanie's papa tapped him on the shoul-
der and said:
M sieu Lahance, l would lax fo' see
you one minute" and led him to the
dining-room. Suspecting nothing,
Jack followed him. Once there the old
gentleman produced a decanter and
said:
Mon ami, tex some cognac You
will fin it ver' fine. My fodder buy it
from Cavaroc. All! you lax it, ehp
TEX cigar-nevah min, thass real
Havana, shuah. Now, fren' Laflance,
you-eh bien? M'sieu Latlance, l have
notiz yo' attentions at my daughter"
here the luckless Jack began to oprotest.
80, am not displease', my de- young
man. My family, sch, is one of the
bes' in the city. Yes, sab, we are
twenty-firS' coozin with Jean Baptiste
St. Louis de Lorme; whose gran fodder
slap that Spanish canaille, O'Reilly, on
the ckik a hondred year ago, as yo' will
fin wrote down in Gayarre, But, my
fren', whese these Yankee r-r-rascals
tex ou' plantations an ou' nigroes, sch,
we was force to leave ou' place, sch,
an come yeh an work, yes. An,
ami Lailance. do not objec' to my
daughtah choose yo' fo' husban', no."
Here the unfortunate Jack broke in
with: ''But, my dear sir, you are mis-
taken. did not make love to your
daughter" The old gentleman bristled
up. My de sch, l love my family.
Thass my only thing yeh on earth.
You have visit Melanie Sunday after
Sunday. You have talk with her,
dance with her, sing with her. You
have compromise my daughter, sch!
There is no otheh co'se lef' a man Of
honah, sch, than to may her; yes, sch,
to may her.
But, sir,'' blurted out Jack, u am
only poor clerk with $50 month,
and could not support wife even if /
wanted one.
'Ah, mon cher, thasS all light
the m onnaie is nothing. You don't
catch notch, thass true. But fo'
that l dom keh me. You come live
yeh, yes. Then, afteh vile, when yo'
patron he got fo' lax you mo- and give
YOU r-r-raise to seventy-f> dollah, we
will do ver' well, yes. So thass all fix,
eh? Come, you TEX some mo- cognac.
All mon cher Laflance, you dom t know
W at it is to be a fodder, | SUPPOSED
Then you can't nevah on'stan' 'ow
please feel when young man lax you
hask me fo' my daughtah! Yes, sab,
you are the only young man wat |
would rattah have my daughtah than
mos anybody W w'atevah, seh!"
50, yya will f.pu1o ha aal- to tho Ion
web l will tell to Melanie l have grant
yo' demand. NJ sieu Laf1ance, ah, to
tell you the trut', you did not tex me by
sopprise, no. All, fodder can see
wen his daughtah love a young man!
An Melanie, she love you, ah! she
dream of you all night, yes. All, sab,
wen a St. Louis de Lorme love she
nevah let go, no, but she, lax the peli-
kan, she die frs.
"Thass all light, ami Jack, l
will see Pere lie Cure, an we
will mex tie announcement next
Sunday. You can get one It'll
ring, yes, an Melanie will be. ready
for next mont. know you don't want
to wait long. Allons. let US tell them
wat we have arrange And off Jack
was hustled to the parlor before he
could say Jack Robinson. And though,
as it happened, Melanie has proven an
excellent wife, there are many who are
not Melanies, and it is to put our visit
ing friends next winter upon their
guard against the wiles of designing
creole papas that | am constrained to
publish this true story of Jack Lafance's
courtship.