wanted my chants for ten cents he could hav
it, I didn't want to get tangled up in any
lotery gamblin' bizness with that saucer faced
scamp. So he giv me ten cents and he took
the ticket, and in a couple of days I went
round to git my washin', and that pig tailed
heathen he wouldn't let me hev em, coz I'd
lost that lotery ticket. So I sed--now look
here Mr. Hop Soon, if you don't hop round
and git me my collars and ciffs and other
clothes what I left here, I'll be durned if I
don't flop you in about a minnit, I will by
chowder. Wall that critter he commenced
hoppin around and a talkin faster 'n a buzz
saw could turn, and all I could make out
wuz--mee song lay tang moo me oo lay ung
yong wo say mee tickee. Wall I seen jist as
plain as could be that he wuz a tryin' to swindle
me outen my clothes, so I made a grab
fer him, and in less 'n a minnit we wuz a
rollin' round on the floor; fust I wuz on top,
and then Mr. Hop Soon wuz on top, and
you couldn't hav told which one of us the
pig tail belonged to. We upset the stove
and kicked out the winder, and I sot Mr.
Hop Soon in the wash tub, and when I got
out of thar I had somebody's washin' in one
hand and about five yards of that pig tail in
tother, and Mr. Hop Soon, he wuz standin'
thar yellin'--ung wa moo ye song ki le yung