The Habitant and Other French-Canadian Poems by William Henry Drummond
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"Non--non," he is spikin'--"Excuse me,
dat's be Ma-dam All-ba-nee Was leevin' down here on de contree, two mile 'noder side Chambly. "She's jus' comin' over from Englan', on steamboat arrive Kebeck, Singin' on Lunnon an' Paree, an' havin' beeg tam, I expec', But no matter de moche she enjoy it, for travel all roun' de worl', Somet'ing on de heart bring her back here, for she was de Chambly girl. "She never do not'ing but singin' an' makin' de beeg grande tour An' travel on summer an' winter, so mus' be de firs' class for sure! Ev'ryboddy I'm t'inkin' was know her, an' I also hear 'noder t'ing, She's frien' on La Reine Victoria an' show her de way to sing!" "Wall," I say, "you're sure she is Chambly, w'at you call Ma-dam All-ba-nee? Don't know me dat nam' on de Canton--I hope you're not fool wit' me?" An' he say, "Lajeunesse, dey was call her, before she is come mariee, But she's takin' de nam' of her husban'--I |
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