St. Landry clarion. (Opelousas, La.) 1890-1921, 1901-08-10
THE SISTER OF 1927.

@Three Hundred and Twenty Sew
en- had big sister what was a peach, !
said the Reformed Messenger Boy
ssShe had a job punchin' de keys in /
lawyers offs in de Masonic an every
guy what got his lamps on her goi
stuck to deaf Her name was Mag
an she was de limit when it come to
looks. Her hair wuz de color Of dan
delion flower an she had all de drug
store blonds backed off de board. He1
lamps was blue an when she got on
her glad rags an come sailiR down
Halsted on a Sunday afternoon dere
wasn't nothin' else to it. An Mag
was a real lady, she was. Me an 327
says dat de first guy what don't treat
her on de square gets corkscrew
punch in de Stats.
aA-course Mag has a lot a guys
sendin' her mash notes an tryin' to
make dates wild her. But she's wise
daisy, Mag is, an she gives 'en de
merry laugh an sticks to Terry Owens
fer her steady company. Terry's a
copper an he's trayelin' beat over on
de West side, but de alderman says
he'll go tode front fer him an githim
job fyin' out of Central Den Terry
an Mag makes it up dey'l git hitched
up double an go downto Niagara on
dere wedding trip. De alderman says
dat he'll fix up de tickets fer 'em.
One afternoon dere comesin acall
frum an offs acrost de street from de
Masonic an de manager sends me
over. ] goes up dere an I sees WhenI
git in dat / been dere before. Dere's
a big slob wild a black mustash in de
offs an he's always ssendin' us kids out
wild mash notes. When he seen me
he says: Hello, kid, he says, Z got a
good job fer you dis afternoon, he
says, AN dere's a silver case in it fer
you if you do it right, he says, grim
MIN I'm glad dey sent you ober,
he says, cause | know you're smood
kid.
Den he takes me to de window an
he points acrost de srteet to de Ma
sonic.
6 See dat yellow-baired daisy dere
in de window he says, pointin' over
to where Mag was a-sittin''. 4 wants
to make date wid her, see? ] wants
her to meet me dis evenin' at eight at ]
de corner Of Halsted an Madison an
I'll take her out fer little dinner
says de big guy. 4 don't know her
name he says, but Tn stuck on her.
he says, an if yere smood enough to
Tx up de date fer me- be says, I'll
make it wort yere while, he says.
How much is dere in it?' I says,
cause | made up my mind rightaway
to learn dat slob not to monkey wild |
none Of mine er 327's relations.
TIL give you two bucks if you fix |
it up right he says.
Make it tree, I says.
An, de big guy laughs an saws:
Well fix dat up all right he saws, |
when you git debate fixed, he saws.
i goes acrost de street an shoots 7
up to de offs where Mag hits de keys.
Hello, 14s,' Mag says, shakin,
hands wild ME. How's tricks? An
Where's Freddie dat's 327-sdis aft
ernoon?'
q puts Mag wise to de big guy sit
nm in de window aerostde street pull
ng his black mustash, an she gives
him q flash an den comes back into de
affis.
Dat guy has been tryin' to mash
ne fer MONT Mag says. He's al.
ways maxim goo-goo eyes atme aerost
lie street an he's spoke to ME on de
'treet free or four times. Pyea always
sive him de icy front, but dat don't
eem to do no good. He keeps on
Taitin' ferme when come down from
e offs when de boss was ont feedin'
is face an tried to git gay wild me. I'd
ell Terry about him, only / don'twant
nm to git in no trouble. If Freddie
--dat's 327was big enough, I'd tell |
lim,' she says.
Den tells Mag about how deslob I,
crost de street wants to make 8 date
I'D aer fer to take her out to a little
inLer dat night. an says fer her to
cave it to me an 327 an we'd make j
e big guy wish he'd a-fell IN de river
refore de drainage canal was turned ,
q. An she says go ahead. Dat she /