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What is there to Bon'venture? Ha! you ask that? I know and you know, M'sieu' Shangois. There is nosing like Bon'venture in all de worl'. "What is it you would have? Do you want nice warm house in winter, plenty pork, molass', patat, leetla drop whiskey 'hind de door in de morning? Ha! you come to Bon'venture. Where else you fin' it? You want people say: 'How you do, Vanne Castine how you are?
Sapristi! if I have only one ting to say God-have-mercy for, I tink dat ver' good; I do my penance happy. Well, dat Mathurin him use to teach de school. De Cure he ver' fond of him. All de leetla children, boys and girls, dey all say: 'C'est bon Mathurin! He is not ver' cross non. He have no wife, no child; jes live by himself all alone. But he is ver' good friends with everybody in Pontiac.
It is not his fault; he is ver' nice man; it is de bad men who make de laws for de King in Quebec. Well, one day all over de country everybody take him gun, and de leetla bullets, and say, I will fight de soldier of de King of Englan' like dat.
I have learn how to speak English; I have lose all my money when I go to play a game of cards. I go back to de circus; de circus smash; I have no pay. I take dat damn bear Michael as my share yes. I walk trough de State of New York, all trough de State of Maine to Quebec, all de leetla village, all de big city yes. I learn dat damn funny song to sing to Michael. Ha, why do I come to Bon'venture?
"Well, that's the way it goes, Mawruss," he said bitterly, as Enrico walked toward them from the cutting room. "Mr. Potash," he said, "ascuse me, you geev-a me now leetla time for going downtown just for same like I tell-a you dis morning?" "Go ahead, Henry," Morris replied. "You notta mad at me, Mr. Perlmutter?" Enrico asked anxiously. "Why should I got to be mad at you, Henry?" Morris rejoined.
It is not his fault; he is ver' nice man; it is de bad men who make de laws for de King in Quebec. Well, one day all over de country everybody take him gun, and de leetla bullets, and say, I will fight de soldier of de King of Englan' like dat.
"Two nights except for one leetla piece of bread O O I fin' it in my pocket. Grace! I have travel so far. Jesu, I think it ees ten thousan' miles I go. But I mus' go on, I mus' go O certainement." The light came nearer and nearer.
"You don't like the chair." Then suddenly breaking into English "Ah! I know, I know. You can't fool me. I see de leetla look in your eye; and you not like the paint, and you'd pitch that painter, Alcide, out into the snow if it is your house." "I wouldn't, really," he answered he coughed a little "Alcide is doing his work very well. Couldn't you give me a coat of blue paint, too?"
"Two nights except for one leetla piece of bread I fin' it in my pocket. Grâce! I have travel so far. Jésu, I think it ees ten thousan' miles, I go. But I mus' go on, I mus' go certainement." The light came nearer and nearer.
Lavilette tore it open. It was a captain's commission for M. Nicolas Lavilette, with a call for money and a company of men and horses. "Maybe there's a leetla noose hanging from the tail of that, but then it is the glory eh? Captain Lavilette eh?" There was covert malice in Castine's voice. "If the English whip us, they won't shoot us like grand seigneurs, they will hang us like dogs."
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