San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1895-07-08
BY MCKEE MERRIER

"TRILBYu BY MIcKIE MERRIER
Which In Many Ways Is More
Amusing Than the
Original Classic.
Newark Sunday CALI
"Say, Mickey, wot's Trilby%
"Hully gee! Trilby amt naw-
thin Trilby's a dame. Why
don't yer read, Jimmy?"
swell, den, who's Trilby"
40, youse fellers make me tired.
Youse don't know nawthin.' 1
read de book up at de doctlr's.
Trilby was a dame wot wus bro't
up in de Fourt' ward in Paris.
Her old man wuz a preacher, but
got ter hittin' de bottle too lively,
and her old lady slung gin in a
joint. Dey got stuck on each other
and hitched up, but de booze got de
best of dem and dey croaked in
Paris and left two kids. DE girl
was Trilby, but de boy kid don't
cut no ice in de story. De girl wuz
a dandy and some painter bloke
got stuck on her shape and made a
model of her to drawer from. Den
dey all got paintin' her and max
in chalk images of her left foot
or somethin', and so she met three
English guys who wuz in Paris
learnin' paintin'. There wuz a big
bloke, biger'n Corbett, and a Scotch
mug and little dude. or course,
Trilby's old man bein' English,
she fell right in wild dis push, and
soon she wuz mendin' DER socks
and right to home wild dem.
"Bimeby the big fellow got
spooney, but youse kids can't I'M
derstand that part Of it. Amy
way, the little dude wuz the win
ner. OATS just like de wimmen,
dey don't know when dey got a
good thing. II she'd made a play
fer the big guy l think he'd fled de
coop with her, and den de story
wouldn't ha' been ritten. But de
kid wuz de winner, ez 1 sed, but
she gave him de marble heart be-
cause she know'd she'd been sittin'
round wild de painters without no
close on and his folks mightn't like
it. So den dago wat wus a great
musiciner got in wild de gang, and
of course he got stuck on Trilby,
too.
"He wasn't no good except for
playin' the pianer, and wuz always
pullin' someone's leg, and would
give any one the glad hand who
was fool enough to cough up-well
amy way, when the kid told her
he'd skip II she didn't marry him,
she weakened and said all right.
Den de kids ma cum over from
London and put de blinkers on the
whole racket and made Trilby fire
him, see? Den de dude took sick
and de dame went on de bum for
a while, when she met de dago, and
he mesmerized her, same as de
bloke did does guys up at de
museum last week, and hully gee |!
how she could sing when she was
asleep-no, mean when she was
under his influnce. Well, in few
years she made big hit all over
Europe, and come to London, and
wot dyer think? De night she wus
TO make her daboo-dat means her
first appearance, see?-didn't de
dago drop ded in the box, scared
t'deth OF the big Teller l wus tellin'
yer about, wot wus stuck on Trilby
in Paris, who wus in the theayter
dat night. Gee den dere wuz fun |!
She couldn't sing a little bit be-
cause de dago wuzn't dere to mez-
merize her, and she got sick and
the little dude got sick; but any
way, dey both croaked. But youse
couldn't tumble to dat paIt Of the
story.
"But If youse could read and I'M
derstand dere's lots L couldn't tell
about dat would make yer leak
even il you wuz tuff. The big fell
Ter was a corker, and de kid wus
game one, too, but yer can't phaze
wimmin. My Mag is jest de same
way. Hully geeW
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