42. XLII.
PROVERBS.
What a sarkasm it is tew a ded man's memory,
tew ask “how much munny he left?”
I don't like tew be alwus a asking questions, but
i would really like tu kno whi it is that so manny
wimmin who are so thin in the face, stick out so
every where else!
Tha tell ov an orful sharp feller out west, who
broke out ov an alms houze and made sixteen hundred
and thirty two 75/100 dollars, in the substitute
bizness, before tha kould ketch him.
The bible asks us, “what will it proffitt a man,
if he gain the whole world and loze hiz own soul?”
i suppose this depends sumwhat upon the size ov the
soul, i think thare are kases whare the trade would
do.
The term “shunked,” which we often hear applied
tew them that gits beat, waz diskovered in
this wa: a Radikal and a Conservatiff, went out
hunting shunks. The Radikal diskovered one at
sum distanse off and without trieing tew git nearer,
drew up his musquet, and shot him ded. The Consarvatiff
undertook tew ketch his skunk alive, and
the konsequents waz, he got — skunked.
The old proverb sez, “Giv the Devil his due!”
if this is put thru, what will bekum ov yu, mi
friend? and the rest ov the — nabors?
