St. Tammany farmer., 1901-08-17
EMMELINE
A Story Of French Canada.
BY Arthur J. Stringer.


TN DOSE days we call her Emmelne,
for she always have leetle smile
for mos everybody, from 'Tite Pierre,
who tend de geese, to de kind leetle
cure wit hees OF green coat. An in
dose days, by gare, I always t'ink Nam
zelle Emmeline was de mos pretty girl
of all de Reever, wit cheeks lax de
peach-blossom, an de hair wat she
braid almos' down to de knee. I guess
mebbe she have wan douzaine cavalier
all de tam, an de peep say she mus
make de bes' match on de village. But,
by gare, msieu, wat you t'ink she
do!
She 60 an max mariee wit Patrice
Germ, wat was mos OF enough to be
her fadder. Dey say he lax Emmelfne
from de tam she. was a leetle girl an
come an play on hees raft, vile he
watch her so she don't fall in de reever,
an dat he sect up all night wit her
wen she have de fever. But t'ink
he was bout 40 year OIL, vile En-
incline she was bout IS. In dose days
she was very light wit deaheart an
sing de chanson all de tam, an t'ink
it was de mos fonny ting for dat oil
Patrice to fall in love wit a leetle girl
lax dat. Mos all de peep on de village
saw Emmeline will be sorry for dat
some day, an somebody tell PatrlceI
dat, but he only smile wit de mout' an
saw: "Mebbe not" An En,meline w'n
she hear dat, she put her arms round
Patrice's neck, an say: We'll be de
mos happy peep in de worr, won'twe'
PaAice?'
But Patrice was YER quit feller, an
dough he try hard to max some plals-
urement for hees young wife, an al
ways was mos kind wit her, de peep
say dat bimeby af'er vile she get
tire wit everything an don't sing on de
house no more. Den Patrice he max
mooch IVORY bout dat, but he say
mebbe she be all right wen de winter
go by.
But Emmeline She get more an
more thin on de face, an her cheek get
w'ite an dough she always tell her
husban' dat she was yer, happy an
content, an dat he was ver' good to
her, all de tam, she get more an more
sad on de eye, too, an say she wish
Patrice don't have to be way on de
boosh so many tam.
Den de mex winter bimeby she have
wan leetle baby, an, by gare, dere
come change in Emmeline, an she
seem YER happy an content, an sing
ver' sof' an quit all de day long to dat
leetle baby, vile her husband be away
on de raft. or up on de boosh wit hees
reever gang.
But wan day de leetle baby die wit
de Group, an af'er dat t'ink Emme-
line was get more wife an loney dan
ever. De peep say she walk up an
down de cabane an wiring her hands,
an wen her husban' be dere she begin
to cry ver' sodden for no matter at all.
Well, de spring come, an dat's de
tam for Patrice to go up to de head of
de reever wit de gang, to bring down
de log. Wen he leave Emmeline he
say dat will be de las tam he will go
way, an he tell young Cyprien Latour
to go on de cabane w'enever he can,
an keep Emmeline from gettin' too
solitaire, an play hees violin for her,
for Patrice he say mebbe dat make de
leetle femme forget bout dose things
wat make her SO trieste.
Cyprien promise to do dat for Pat
rice, an, by gare, he go on de cabane
mos every day wit hees violin, for
wen he was de lettle boy he was play
witt Emmeline an dey was grow up
topedder. He was fine young garcon
wit black hair an de mos jolly laugh
YOU never hear. But bimeby he change
yer' mooch, an get thin on de face lax
Emmeline, an de first ting de peep on
de village know, dey was see dat Cyp-
rien was fall in loaf wit Emmeline. 1
t'ink Emmeline see dat, too, an dey
both try YER mooch not to do anything
lax dat, but dey can't help heem wan
leetle bit.
Wen Patrice come down wit de
first drive of log, Emmeline go out to
meet him at de Leetle Forks, lax she
was always do. Wen she see heem
she rome up to heem an hang on
heem, an cry mos all day. Patrice
don't Know wat to maxi wit dat, but
de peep don't say nodding. Den OF
Beaupre he say he tend to dat biz
nesse,. so he spik quit Wit Patrice, an