Old Creole Days by George Washington Cable
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"Ah! Misty Posson Jone'," he continued, "you make a so droll sermon ad
the bull-ring. Ha! ha! I swear I thing you can make money to preach thad sermon many time ad the theatre St. Philippe. Hah! you is the moz brave dat I never see, _mais_ ad the same time the moz rilligious man. Where I'm goin' to fin' one priest to make like dat? _Mais,_ why you can't cheer up an' be 'appy? Me, if I should be miserabl' like that I would kill meself." The countryman only shook his head. "_Bien,_ Posson Jone', I have the so good news for you." The prisoner looked up with eager inquiry. "Las' evening when they lock' you, I come right off at M. De Blanc's house to get you let out of de calaboose; M. De Blanc he is the judge. So soon I was entering--'Ah! Jules, me boy, juz the man to make complete the game!' Posson Jone', it was a specious providence! I win in t'ree hours more dan six hundred dollah! Look." He produced a mass of bank-notes, _bons_, and due-bills. "And you got the pass?" asked the parson, regarding the money with a sadness incomprehensible to Jules. "It is here; it take the effect so soon the daylight." "Jools, my friend, your kindness is in vain." The Creole's face became a perfect blank. |
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