St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1888-05-20
STORY OF JOAN OF ARC.
Carl Dunder Tells It to the Chill.
dren and Gets Things Badly

Cafl DunQer IeiiS 1C TO the chill
dren and Gets Things Badly
Mixed.
Detroit Free Press.
suppose some, if not two of you, hat
heard of dat young lady called Joan of
Arc, und it vhas my wish dot you should
all be like her. She vhas a quiet gal
und doan' say much, und some folks
vhas fooled in her. She reads a good
deal, and she feels dot she like to die
for her country. Always feel dot way,
shildren, if you possibly can. You gets
lots of credit und doan' do much dying.
doan' remember exactly in which
country dis gal Joan lived, but war
vhas going on most all der time, und
tyrants crush der peoples ash fiat as
pancakes. One time, When Joan about
sixteen years Oldt, some king, whose
name has slipped backwards out of my
mind, puts a tax on all der tea in der
country, und dot makes der price shump
| up so awfully high dot poor folks hat
to drink hot water. Eaferypody gets so
mad he can't Shtand still, but vhas can
he do aboudt it? Dere vhas der king,
und dere vhaS his soldiers, und all desc
mad folks doan' hat nopody to lead 'em.
Peoples vhaS talking in shtOres, shops,
| churches und all oafer, ind der more
dey talked der hotter eaferypOdy vhaS.
My time vhaS come,' said dot Joan
| one day to herself, und she puts on
some clean cloths, combs her hair, takes
two street car tickets in her pocket und
goes Oafer to Eagle hall und rings der
bell for der peoples to come in. Poorly
| soon der place vhas crowded, because
| he vhas reported all oafer town dot it
vhaS free show und no collection
taken up after der performance. Poorly
| queek Joan comes Oudt on der stage,
makes a fine bow, und says:
"VhaS we men or vhaS we slaves, If
we yhas men let US pegin right off now
to prove it to der world. If we vhas
slaves let us go und creep i'll der mud
| like sWiner'
L tell you. children, dot vhas a bully
| Spheech. l doan't know for certain if |
vhas dere or not, but he makes a great
impression on me. When l hears it |
| shust shump up and clap my hands and
| hurrah for our side. [ feels dot L could
| lick two men all to pieces.
sit yhaS always tyranny" continued
| Joan, ''but it vhaS now taxation und
tyranny combined. Der king has set
| oudt to break down our spirits und
make mules of us. Shall we submit?"
NO! no! nOr; shouted one tousand
men in tones thunder.
"Shall we fight?' whispered dot lee
die gal.
Yes! yes! yes!" cried all dose voices
again.
''Und l will lead you to gallant death
or glorious victory! Go home and get
your horSe-piStolS ind handouts und
slung-shotS und base ball clubs to-
| tonight. Come III your strength und
we will strike der first blow for lib
erty!"
Well, shildren, it was like a spark in
some gunpowder. We all goes home
und does like she tells US, und one man
says to another:
''Yhell, did you eafer see sOoch a gal
ash dot Joan. Why, dot gal makes me
brave all oafer! Hurrah for Joan!"
Und at dark we vhas all pack again
nit Eagle hall, und Joan walks by der
Ply der wharveS. Three ships loaded
with tea vhas dere, und we shump
aboard und knock folks down und
throw all der cargo oafer board.
Dot vhaS to let der king know dot
we doom pay some taxes up a jugful.
| He YhaS mad, und some soldiers vhaS
sent around to lick us, und pooty soon
war preaks out. Joan vhas made a
sheneral, und she rides about on white
horse, und in eafery battle she holds
both bowers und OAR SMOKER. In one
awful battle she vhas killed, und her
last words were:
Il die for liberty, und doan gift oop
der ship!"
In sefen years we lick eaferbody out
und vhas Independent, und since dot
time we vhas all right. EaferytIng
come about from dot leedle Joan, who
gave up her life dot we might be free,
und so long ash we have some hearts Sc
beat we must not cease to bless her
Dot vhas all, shildren, und if hat got
some things a leedle mixed up, it vhas
because | yhas such true patriot.