Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-01
Little Bobbie S
Pa
By WILLIAM r. KIRK.

n TY cuzzin Alice is al our house to
| vi stay a week & she is one IF
the prettiest gurls that l ever
| saw. She has got beau, too, &
he calm to see her last mite. / doant
see how a CURL so pritty cud have,
such bonehead for a beau, but /
doant think Alice knows vary much
eether, that is the way with lots Of
gurls, wen thay are vary prtty thay
doant know much, & wen thay know
much they have faces like penny
masks.
The naim Of Alices beau is Abner.
! doant know why any father and
mother ever Mains thare boy Abner.
| He had on nice clothes wen he called
| last mite, but he had vaseline in his
| hair 10 maik it stay combed so it
| curled on his forehead, & he woar a
| button in his coat & 1t sed on the
button Drink What Adam Drank. I
| think anybody that wares a button
| that thay cant say anything them
self
Pa looked at the button witch sed
Drink What Adam Drank, & sed to
Abner, What is the idee?
J Do you not comprehend, sed Abner.
| Adam drank water, pure, sparkling
water. !, too, drink pure sparkling
water, sed Abner. VIII you join our
| little band & drink pure, sparkling
water, he sed to Pa.
| I will not drink it exclusive, sed
Pa, because / like pure, sparkling
| burgundy too & burbon, etc. l co not
drink anything like that 20 eXcesA
sed Pa, but l like a snifter now &
| then, SO l can not promise to drink
what Adam drank, {, tho ! sud like 20
be one OF your jolly crowd. What II
pure water was all Adam drank? sei
Pa. Dident he get the gate lust the
saim?
Oh, but that was not his fault, sed
Abner Jest then cousin Alice calm
| in & Abner went & sat neer her. Ma
! & Pa only stayed in the parlor littel
! while & then they went out to a card
party but / stayed rite thare on the
| job, | wanted to maik Abner nervus.
| was setting out in the other room
! e | pretended l was reading Bare
/ footed Ben, the Boy That Bit r. r.
| but all the time l was Citing a ear
| full of Abner's talk.
| lux poetry, he sed to Alice. Do
! you luv poetry?
| Yes, sed Alice, luv poetry. Will
| you reesite sum poetry to me, she
| sed to Abner. Then Abner reesited
| but he dident know enuff to reesite
| sumthing about luv. he reesited.
You may talk of gin and beer
! Wen you're safely luartere here
Or off for penny flies to Aldershot
it,
| But wen it Gums 90 slaughter
! You will do your work on water
And you'll lick the blooming boots
of him that's got it.
! Oh, sed Alice, | doant like to hear
about slaughter. Please reesite sum-
thing romantic, sumthing tender.
! Would you like to hear suinthing
that l rote myself? sed Abner
Oh, yes, sed Alice, pleese reesite
sumthing Of yure own. So Abner
reesited
My naim is Abner & luv a maid
Naim Alice, sweet & wonderfully
clever:
To leeve this maid & go I am afraid
& fain wud I be by her side forever.
If any other fellow should be grab
bin 'er
l sware that that wud be the end of
| Abner.
| am afrade | cud newer marry
you. sed Alice. That isent nice
poetry at all, it sounds like a school
! boys lines. Then they scrapped &
Abner went hoam. Wen Pa calm
hoam l toald him that Alice had sent
Abner hoam & Pa sed Well, any man
that drinks what Adam drank is
likely to get what Adam got.