Baraboo weekly news. [volume] (Baraboo, Wis.) 1912-197?, 1921-09-08
Wiser Than Solomon

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mo, I'm not get born on de State!
l come here bout eighteen year ago
from Tree Reever, Kebec.
Ma fader, he's dead wen I'm year
OF, an SO I'm go for Ieev on ma gram
fader's, who's beeg farmaire; keep
plent' cow an horse.
Smart OF man, TOO, justice peace,
notaire publiQue, an all dat. Not many
case go on de lawyaire, can tDI you,
eef dey see ma gran'fader RS. He's
all for keep peace 'mong de neighbor.
1.-TWO mans dey have some leetl
trOub', an mebbe got mad queek, an
wan of dem start for get de law.
ION way for see de lawyaips dis man
mebbe has for pass on de house Were
ma gran'fader leev, an If he's see de
OF man on de houtside, YER often he's
stop for spik wi heem, an fore he
know it he's tot heem ev'ryt'ing. Ii
de OF man he's not spik mooch,
jus lissen. Den bimeby, after de man
get trOO for spik, he mebba say, Wal,
wal, dar's too bad, Joe. didn't think
dat could happen after wat 'POleon do
for you Yves you're seeck last winter.
L dom guess he's so bad Teller. Sure
dere's not something wrong on bot
side, Joe? Better go for see heem,
an mebbe talk de Ting over
But of course Joe he's YER mad, an
say, Oh, non, non! You bet / don go
For
'Den de OF man say, 'P'r'aps, den,
it's better did go to see 'Poleon my
self. Too bad for see good frien'
quarrel dis way
oval, my gran'fader he go over for
see 'PoleOn, an Wen dey spik leetT
vile bout de wedder an de crop, de
OF nan he say, WAITS all dis trobl
bout you an Joe Gallant, ma frien'?
Joe, he's over to ma place an feel YER
bad. Think you dom was use heem
JUS right.
JOe's YER good Teller, leet'P rough
SOmetam, but you member how he's
take hees team from ploWin' an go
rOun' an cOllec' monee wen your barn
got burn las fall. Spen' ole week in
busy tam, an got mos hun'red dollar
for you. OATS good neighbor, 'Poleon.
But now can you blame eef he's not
feel so good wen your seven cow an
heifer break down de fence an tramp
hall night hees nice fieP o. grain?
Course you forget for feex de
fence, but de OF cow didn' forgot to
tramp de buskw'eat.
"'Wat you better do?
oval, think eef you geev to Joe
ten dollar in money. beside feex de
fence, CAT max 1t nan right.
"'Poleon hees feel YER bad-de OF
man spik so nico and quiet-an' after
vile he say:
wal, Msieu' Legere, I don forgot
dose t'ings Joe Gallant do for me, so
eef you will take ten dollar over to
Joe, l YER satisfy
Ma gran'fader he's TAX de monee
an go Were Joe was wait, and say,
Wal, Joe, 'Poleon he's no. SO bad fell
Ter, after all. He's sem dis ten dollar
over to you, an is start for feex de
fence right away. An he say dat he's
not forgot how you collec' for heem
mOnee Wen hees barn was burn
wen de OF man get troo for spik,
Joe he's feel YER mean, an say right
out, L dom wan dat ten dollar, an
wat is more, l TAX it back to POleon
wen | go home
"'Oh, non, non!' de OF man say. Il
have de ten dollar. OATS mine, sure
ting. But for ma share in de leetl
trOub', l ia de monee an go buy nice
barl flour an some Odder ting for
poor Mis- Larne, watts los her man
las mont, an have sex leetP boy for
feed. Den l tell her dat's from you an
'POleon. OATS better dan pay de law
yaire, joe
Wal Joe he's jus laugh an laugh,
an wen he's got for spik, he's jump
hup an shake ma gran'fade han an
say, Wal, wal, M'sieu Legere, you one
fine, fine oil mani"