The sea coast echo. [volume] (Bay Saint Louis, Miss.) 1892-current, 1909-03-13

Lights For the City.--Pokes Fun
at the Board.
Abien, de time she don pass an
now de peep In de hole Unine State
day got nodder President TO kick
bout, an fo make look funny in de
pep, hien?
Fo de pass seven yere we peep
bin hav one President was raze all
kline an freezin wedder, he
make de peep no dat it was heem
wat was de president all de time ,;
he keep all dem politeekal peep on
de NOV all de time an dem fellas up
in Washinten wat day call de Kon-
gress. Abien, he max dem work TO
day salaray, yas! Dat gran homme
Teodore Roosevelt! Vas, das wat me
call one man! doggon, anyhow
Sonamagon. das kline man TO boss
all de peep. He doan keer if she
rain or no, dat fella; he ride rite
trou anyhow, an mo bedder day git
out hees way vas.
Me, I was so sorry 70 see heem git
hout de pooblick life dat l rite me
one lettre to heem, yas. Pierre
Trapezpoule, ma fren, he tell me
vase time fo rite cause dat Teo-
dore doan goin pay no tention by
me. Annyhow, me | rite one fine
lettre an Us, doggon, is de hansen
revicie from de man wat slap de
Kongrass in de brane.
Me, I'm sorry dat l doan kin fin
dat lettre fo sen yo so yo kin print
him like he wrote, mai, dis is bout
wat ma fren, Teodore, tell me, an.
nyhow:
Hoyster Bay.
Ma dere Jacque:
Yo doan kin tell wild wat 'precia-
shion wen me l rede yo lettre. Dat
lettre she com dis mornin' Wen me
was at brekfass an | had stop TO
rede, yas!
Vas, me I'm hout de beeznees, an
TAX res wat l need bad.
Dis mornin' befor | heat ma femme
say she want wood fo cook wild, so
l go hout in de yard an chop tree
cord fo de stove an den l walk bout
foteen mile and ride hate an
got good happytite fo heat, now
feel fine, yas. An me tell yo, das
bully fo be hout hoffice, yas. Halter
leben clock 1 brake de hice an take
good swim fo tree mile wild hout have
dem doggon torpedo bote foller me.
Das bully, yas! | ride plentie on
de boss now an l doangot dat
Sloan man, neidder. l don kill tree
boss, mai, day got some mo hear,
vas.
Jacque, yo no all dem fellas in
New York dat was waite fo me git
hout hoffice fo punch me, hien
Abien, day all take vacation now fo
day healt, yas Specially dat he'd
itor in New York, dat fella "Hearse, -
yo no dat man wat hown all dem fool
pep? I git one 1ettre frum heem
today an he say he sorry me I'm
hout hoffiee cause he skeered dat
all hees print mans goin sleep now.
Talk bout sleep, 1 hondertsan dat
Kongress don horder bout one tousan
spring cot fo de SENATE. Day goin
TAX res to, hien?
lAbien, l gion shut up. / got go
keep ma teet in horder an halso got
rite foteen book befo l go to bed,
vas. I'm goin rite some mo some
time, an wen l go by L'Afric l rite
yo plentie. Give ma regard TO
lodge Bret. Yo Free Fren,
TEODORE Roosevelt.
Bien, me I'm pride das kline lettre,
me, yas! Day doan got plentie peep
wat kin git dem fectionate lettre wat
rite by das crate Teodore, non'
Las mite me ! was by dem move
picher" place wild all dem odder Pts
tache-I meen Madame Pistache an
all dem lii Pistache-an me | meet
wild CASTOR, vas, an we talk bout den
bark lite some mo. Me | fine hout
dat das cause dem Bode too sttngee
dat day doan goin hav bark lite. MOI
das ain CASTOR. yo leev das ting to
heem an yo goin hav one hark lite
by every korner, yas. mai das dem
odder peep on das Bode wat SO stlh,
gee: I'm goin tell yo somteen, yo no
dav say dat dem peep so doggon mise
dat wen day go by day house DAY
jomp hover de fence to Keep Iufh
wear hout dem gate hinge, yas, Wa'
yo tink bout dat, h1en!
Abien. watts de use, hien? Lemme
tell yo one ting, an das only one way
fo bring de peep here, das TO hadver
tise like dis: "All de peep cum to
Ray st. Louiee. das fines place on
de hert 70 de lover. vas got nice
dark strete, an de peep from de
city wat want see cow kin fall hover
one mos amy mite dey want, vas
Pisfache hice-cyeem on de MarcI
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