Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1903-02-14

tree some more de ANIMALS kee
heem, sure
IAN sam mex mornin' wen he go OF
/ de canoe for look round he leav' a.
gon on de bank. am tink dat don
max so moche difference, for eef NJ
was shoot something, he was de bes
man l never know for miss 1t, sure
Bimeby, he see wan beeg deer swim
min on de waiter de lac. Very hex
cite, he reach on de bortom Of de cano'
for TAX up de fusil. Sapre tonnerre
Hees cuss heem de luck an spik man!
bad word for fin hees forget eet on d.
bank. / want tole you dis, OATS yer!
bad t'ing-for de deer. Ba oui, sh'
would be Td6re safe eef ma frien' Wa'
lhave ihees gohs wit heein for shoot, III
f tTIe max up lhees min, dat ne shall
tpa tci9a anyway, de deer, 50 ne push, d.
canoe harder as he can fqre' try, 'heat
heern' de buck often dc ian,. : pc Peel
an-mal jofhp an lpIonge, maxim Is
splash de waiter lax she, was boil
wen bimeby, Pete COM on hees side
an hit heem five, seek, wan douzaine
| tam on de an-mal hees head, vile d.
padded was broke. Dat was de mos
bes' tam for Pete dat he better lei
heem went; but, by Cor! He don't dc
dat; hees grab heem de buck an try fol
push hees nose under de waiter fol
drown.
dat was de foolish biZ-neesse. De
mos smartest man wat 1 never see
can't do soche ting. l tink meself de
buck have something for say bout dat
Enfin Pete fin hesself sure 'nough de
canoe teep up on de waiter, an he was
plonge down on de lac, an he spout an
blow de waiter often hees mout' lax
beeg vale.
"Mongee! I am see de whole ting
from benin de tree Were I am stan
an / say to ma mind he shall be
drown sure! But wat you t'ink dat
Teller do? L'enfant! don't know how
he do dat, but Wen I look encore, I see
he was up de top of de deer hees back
on: wit hees bot legs on de strad-del
lax wan monkee on de racer cheval. De
beeg blat, but Pete steek on de top,
holding on tight de horn an maxim
de loud yell lax wan viii savage.
wall, bimeby, dey was COM on de
shore; an mon Dieu! laugh so
mus cry on ma eye for see de deer
jomp on de air, an Pete go up on de
sam tam lak'-w'at you call dat? wan
jomp-jack. Hees let go de horn Wen
hees go up, but zen hees COM down he
ketch it de tail de an-mal wit hees bot
hams an was hoP on dat lieetle wife
tail for God Save de Queen. OATS de
mos curis ting dat was ever see per-
form on de circus. Pete could nevaire
tole how he do dat.
de buck she leap an blat an rome
an ma frien', wit hees eyes beeg lax
two potato an hees bot cheek red an
bluge out for try hold on, can't spik
wan leetle word, but groan very load
many tam Wen de buck jomp an jerk
heem often hees leg.
"Hees rome wan honder more de
yard, mebbe, wen hees go between two
trees We're it was STAN very close. De
buck was spring troo, but Pete place
hees feet on two tronk an pull on de
tail so hard dat she was not capabil
for get way SO long hees hop on. He
look pretty tire an seem want for let
go, but I holler:
HOP on, Pete; dat deer belong to
you! Keep it tight de greep!'
But Pete can't spik something pour
fatigue-only he max some funny noise
on hees t'roat, an try for cuss hees
mos possible. was mos broke up for
laugh on ma inside, sure enough, for
see soocha ting.
DE leetle eiseau was sing de nice
chanson on de bush, an de boulfrog
tomble hisself on de mud by de reever
bank; de some was shine, an every
ting was max it moche pleasurement
on de woodruff Pete he got no tam t
all for know som't'ing bout all dat.
He got plaintee 'noder hard biz-nesse
on hees hams for hol de deer on de tail.
He puff lax de smok' stack on de char
caboose, an wan tam he mos let her
go, wen he try for wet hees han on de
tongue for get more better creep, an
de buck jerk an kick up de heels an
push Pete very hard on de stomach
Bagosh! dat max heem sick for sure;
an he holler lax sacre dam, an shout
dat shall roone on de shaintee an get
couteau an cut de ole feel deer hees
head off so quick she can.
II keep from show de laugh on ma
face an say; You ketch de deer, for
wy you ma want keel heem yourself?
TAX hole heem de him leg an put
heem on hees back
But he was mos play out, so take
it up de gon, an comm near on ma
guard, shoot de buck wan, tree tam
on de head. De deer fall dis way, an
Pete he fall dat way, but pretty soon he
COM lie, an after vile hees put hees
han on de stomach, an hees rub heem
de leg an he say:
I want tole you wan ting ma frien'
Pheelip,' he say. She's no piquinique
for ketch beeg buck on de tail. 1 fin
OATS plaintee trouble, an 1 don't do
eet SOM more, not for noting. I know
ma biz-nesse an she hain't roaming
round, on de whole countree kitchen
all de deer wit ma hams. Wall, /
don't care-me. I am got a leetle de
bo-legge holdn' de buck on de strad-dl !,
beteen de tree, but dat tam, bagosb: I
was got mad, an I max up ms min
dat I shall go wit de buck, or de
bucks tail was go wit me, sure"