Deming graphic. (Deming, N.M.) 1903-1948, 1906-06-29

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whats the matter?" | says.
"Listen!" says Clara Jane.
listened. In minute | was next.
The trackwalkers on the stage were
talking Dago! Dago, mind you!
and me just after putting on mourn.
ing for my ten p,unks!
oh! they're doing the trick in
French" says, off-hand, Just as
though paid my car.fare In French
every morning.
Say don't know enough about
French to find Paris on the map
honest, that's straight! But I'm think
ing Of my dear departed ten, so l
makes the play!
What are they saying now" says
the Proposition In Peaches.
Right there was where | fell in the
cellar.
Bon gre de la tour be jee!"
says, handing her the hottest accent
that was ever turned loose.
"Oh, John Henry" says my lady
friend why, | didn't know you
could speak French! How lovelyI
What does It mean in English?"
1t was up to me to make good.
1T means" | says, that Sara Is
handing calldown to the old guy
that looks like q cheese sandwich She
says to him, See here! you've got
another bun on! How dare you trail
into my fat with your tide high
enough to float a battleship?"
That doesn't sound very poetcal,"
says the Extreme Limit.
1T isn't poeucal," says. but it's
the goods, all right Bon gre, that's
French for bun, and de Ia tour
means the rest
That was where caught step with
my finish.
| had to translate everything that
was said on the stage, and couldn't
even pronounce the name Of the piece
they were PLAYING.
When Bernhard addressed a lot OF
French supers ! used up bunch OF
tickle'yourfancy language that May
Irwin hands to her rib.racked audi
onces, and my lady friend stood for Il.
When Coqueln pushed out his chest
and jawed every one in sight, threw
my whole soul into the translation
and handed my lady friend u line of
talk that heard in a burlesque at
THE New York" CoQuelln made an
awful hit with my lady friend. II l
could have remembered more Of those
good things Coque!in would have
been aces with her ever after.
Before the first act was over | had
Sara talking about sure cure for
rheumatism that read in an almanac,
and | had CoQuelin reciting the
Charge Of the Light Brigade"
II was hot eyening--for me!
Before the second act was half
through | went of my dip. was
nutty from pit to dome. had enough
bum French in my topknot to start
one OF those Observation-Disclosures table
dhote places, with wine at 40c. q
grab.
It was fierce.
But II was all OF when l put Sara
into Mother Goose. That was the
last camel. My lady friend wouldn't
stand for II when told her that Bern.
hardt was saying old Mother Hub
bard, she went TO the cupboard" She
thought | was strlnglng her guess
| was.
told her that the French had gone
to my head. Clara Jane said looked
pale, and hadn't We better 90 home;
she had enough, anyway!
I'll bet she had. I'll bet four dol
lars my lady friend had the worst
play, bar none, that was ever adapted
from the French That's what she
had, and had such headache!
After We padded of home my lady
friend said she didn't exactly under
stand the plot Of the play, but she'd
be glad II ! got the book and read the
rest Of II to her.
Me!-oif to the woods! Me!-te
the tall timber till she wakes upl Nc
more glad tidings from the French
for me. My lady friend is the Whole
Output, but she'll have to get out Of
her trance and take me without
mayOnnaise dressing.
was lobster TO sit in the game,
but I'm not pate de fole gras enough
to stay there after my feet get cold.
Yours, on the grlddle.
JOHN HENRY.
Copyright. 1901, BY @, W. Dillingham; Cal