and we hey somet’ing Christene make, and I can say it vas gude too.
Dis Irisher, he vipe his mout’ and open his eye and he say, ’Swan, you bane relationed to fella dat coom from Rock Bound coast of Norway, wid carpet bag on back filled wid plenty ludevisk and snuce? He skal not shmil’ even in jankee.
’Vat do you mean by dat man?’ I ask. ’Val,’ he say, `dis man, Kittie’s Paw, he bane hey shady back trail. He try many yobs, he vork as gate keeper in House of David, and try to get yob in nursing home and could not stay put, so he get pass from Bolstead to shmel’ cellars of Jankees in U. S. A. Val, he bane scare for fear, so he yump on boat for England and he get his eye nock out by divinity student, and he look lak he bane fight wid banshee cat.’
Christene, she give us plenty to drink and he pass on and say, ‘Swan, dis big vorld var, she coom and dree of my boys, dey lay now in poppy field over dere.’ Big tear roll down his face. Den he say, ‘we pay plenty penga for thar funeral.’
He tink a vile, den he say, `val, dis fella Bolstead, he hey bad mind and he is not of de U. S. A. Den dis fella
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Bolstead, ven everyt’ing is dark, he bane see in dark, so he yump in wid de one hundred and eighteent’ amendment, so to make it safe for de boys dat have no legs, to keep dem from staggering when dey coom home.’
’Val, he vrite to a lutevisk voman in Copenhagen to send her boy to coom to vat vas left of de country, dat dere vas gude picking yet. He vould give him yob pulling back curtains in Jankee’s homes so Kittie’s Paw could look in and see vat de families had in dere homes. Dis fella’s name vas Tin Pan Kettleson.’
Val, we take one more drink and Christene, she hey plenty tear in her eye. ’Val’, he say, ’Swan, dis time we stay here is short and I hope we hey no banshee brindle cat, vere ye go next.’
Den he t’ink and t’ink for some time, den he say, `val, I sell my cow and calf and drink somet’ing dey call Bostead number one and dream of banshee cat and hey yust one dollar half left. Swan, ve took dis country from de Indians and I t’ink it is going back to dem soon. De young man and de girls hey to hey hippers now to go to barn dances. Dey skal say dat dey skal hey companionate marriage and I
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