Outing . Painted for Outing by A. W. Van Deusen. SHE HAVE SOME TING IN HER HAND TO STIR DE SUGAR.1 (/• 447-). Painted for Outing by A. W. Van Deusen. A WOMAN STAGGER IN. ip.453-) • WA Y BE YON DE SA SKA TCHE WA N. 445 from de Nort Wes. Den she tol mehow cross was de ol fadder, cause lasyear he don have so many shoe formend. De odder cobbler come in devillage, an dat make it ver bad. Sometime de ol fadder got mad, saydat nice letter, an tell me you is getold Toinnette ; you mus have twentyyear now, an dat Baptiste he don nevercome marry wit you. Me, I tink youbetter get some odder gar con. Youk
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Outing . Painted for Outing by A. W. Van Deusen. SHE HAVE SOME TING IN HER HAND TO STIR DE SUGAR.1 (/• 447-). Painted for Outing by A. W. Van Deusen. A WOMAN STAGGER IN. ip.453-) • WA Y BE YON DE SA SKA TCHE WA N. 445 from de Nort Wes. Den she tol mehow cross was de ol fadder, cause lasyear he don have so many shoe formend. De odder cobbler come in devillage, an dat make it ver bad. Sometime de ol fadder got mad, saydat nice letter, an tell me you is getold Toinnette ; you mus have twentyyear now, an dat Baptiste he don nevercome marry wit you. Me, I tink youbetter get some odder gar con. Youknow, Baptiste, she say den, I willnever have some odder garcon but you. Dat letter make me tink ver much.De great wish come in my heart to goback to dat village in Quebec an marrywit my Toinnette. I was fill wit dis-gus when I tink I mus go hunt oncemore beyon de Saskatchewan, so farNort. Dere de worl is jus as God haveit when he stop makin tings. Dere isno money but skins ; dere is lil to eat, ony de dried meat an fish, an even dehigh wine is not sell. Baugh, tink I, why have not Inough money for go ho