The sea coast echo. [volume] (Bay Saint Louis, Miss.) 1892-current, 1910-01-15
JAcQUE PIsTAcHE'S LETTER.
Cher Cocol

Cher CocOt
Yo no day sho got some fonnie peep
wat liv by dis worl, hien ? Vas, das sho
de trute, heeml Day was got one mans
wat liv by de Baie wat nevaire KEGS one
gals. Wat yo tink dat, yoP Dit moi sa
pas miserable, hien? Nevaire dis mans
she feel de warm beet wat nuff TO wake
de ded-blo on shes face; nevaire he
feel de warm lip press by shes mout like
somteen wat was goin buss! o tonnon!
me kin hardly bleev dat, non! vi, vi!
wat dat mans she miss, hien? Doggon,
mai mo bedder she git born agin, yas-
RAIDER den liv one life wat got no GREEN
on heem, mai all wateri Sonamagon, 81
one gals she doan tell me dat me wood
nevaire bleev dat; mai l no sa la verite,
dat yo no wen Creesmees she come de
gal wat want be KEGS day go hout by de
woods an git wat yo calls "meesselltoe'
an day hang heem hup ware de yong
mans got TO stan, den das no shame TO
de gal go KEGS de yong mans (yo see,
oOCO, ddo QO Ou1lC UlluO WOu oO Sc11 ALL
git wat she want without waite fo some,
Slo sonamagon make de hadvance).
Abien, some fine Bale gal wat want KEGS
day go git some dat "Meesselltoe" an
hang heem hup by ware dis "no-kees"
mans was haf TO sect by de tabe TO din
naire; abien, puttie soon he come an
sect down an was goin TO heat, wen, befo
de gal Good git day mout feex TO hex
plode, somboddy day say to heem:-
"Look, m'sieur, yo sect undare dat
fmeesselltoe'' yo mo bedder look hout!
Doggon, Coco, day din hav 70 tell it to
heem to time, nonl He jomp back like
one cannons balls was hit heem an mock
down de chair, an den she mos make de
faint--good ting day was have one doc
teur by de tabe, O. day sho was goin
hay one funerals dare. Somebody day
tell it to me Cat de onlie ting TO TAX haf-
ter one skare like dat ees morphine;
mai doan bleev she had TO take moch,
heem! Abien, wat yo tink dat, CocoP
Pauvre Polison de la magatzl Mai look
hout yo wen dat fella begin TO KEGS!
Den dat will take one harmy fo stop
heem, bet! Watts de madden de Bale
gals doan wite-cap dat fella bout tree
tousan KEGS, hien? Doggon, mai gal
20 sho slo, yo!
Oh, Coco, 81 yo din go by dat hauc-
tions yo don miss haf 70 life, vas! Me
was by dat place, an wat I see dare
yo wood be sprise, yo! All dem fellas
was by plentie ting TO day gal, vas, an
hole lot ting wat day doan no wat do
wild, too. Some dem ole buck kin bv
ring TO gals, too, an les humbren-yo no
Rafe, hien? Abien, she was dare. mai
yo have TO guess wat she by-mai en- tre-
nous, Coco, me Pm bleev somteen goin
buss loos soon, vas, dat look dat way,
heem! An I'm blesv day was try fo
raze some honey roun dare TO de razon
some fellas day git tangle wild de Bee
combinashion, an hantiseptic won't do no
good, needer! Mai das good ting fo la
belle Bale ST. Louie, das hauctions,
heem! Day sell nuff larm clock fo wake
hup de Baie, an now mabbe we goin
strech hout lii bit, hien! Me, vas, by
too, cause la madame she doan want we
git lef behine de race. Mai I'm onlie
got one hurt place, das on ma cameo.
Mai, Coco, 81 yo want bouton TO de col
lar, yo hax Charlie Scheel, heem, he
got plentie-mo den he want.
Everybody was hope TO rain mex
Sondy bout time TO go by reglise; 70
no wy, 20? Loosh say she kin rain TO
tirteen day, an she got new one TO each
days, heem! o yo Looshl Coco, 81 70
see somteen comm down de strit an
yo doan no wat max all dat lite, doan
git skeerd; das jes Boy Perre wid she's
DECORATION on de Doosom.
Day tell me dat das good beeznees
wen 20 ware damon, hien, docteur
JACQUE PISTACHE.
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