The Collected Works of Ambrose Bierce, Volume 12: In Motley — John Shaqi
The Collected Works of Ambrose Bierce, Volume 12: In MotleyBierce, Ambrose
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The Collected Works of Ambrose Bierce, Volume 12: In Motley
Bierce, Ambrose
American literature
They stayed all night till the cat had singed herself into the better
land and they was most froze, and no manna. While they was a lookin up
to a window a feller in his night shirt opened the window and looked
out for to see the sun rise. Then one of them said to the shirt feller:
“It is a nice mornin, gum dast you!” But the man at the window he didnt
say nothing. So the other feller he hollered: “How do you like music,
old stick-in-the-mud?” but the man didn’t say nothin a other time. Then
the feller which the cat was hisn he shook his two fists real terible
and hollered: “Ile get even on you for this, you darned thief!”
The man in the house took notice and went away from the window, but
pretty soon come back with a enormous ear trumpet, which he stuck in
his ear and leaned out and shouted: “What?”
Old Gaffer Peters, which has got the bald head, he had a big Maltese
cat, and the cat had a hole in its ear. One day it come in to Mister
Brilys meat shop, which is the fat butcher, and Jack Brily, he catched
it and shut it up. But first he cut off its ear which had the hole in
it. Bime by Missis Doppy, which is old Gaffer’s daughter and has a red
head, she come in for to buy sausage meat. Jack he sneaked the cat ear
into the sausage meat and Missis Doppy she took the meat home, but Jack
he said, just as she left the shop:
“That is the dandiest sausage meat which we have ever made, you look at
it when you get home, and see if it aint.”
When she was gone Jack he shut the cat up in the box which catches the
ground up meat as it comes out of the machine, and waited. Pretty soon
Missis Doppy she come boilin in, real furious, and handed back the meat
and showed Jack the cat ear with the hole in it and said: “Young man,
do you know what that is?”
Jack he looked at it a long time, and then he said: “Looks like it
might maybe be a washer off of some kind of machine. Where did you get
it?”
Missis Doppy said: “I got it out of that meat. You made our cat in to
sausage, you wicked thief!”
Just then old Mister Brily come in and asked what was up, and while
Missis Doppy was a weepin and sayin what a mean man he was Jack said:
“I dont see how that cat could get in the machine without our guilty
knowledge, lets see if we can find the other ear.”
So he flang open the box of the grinder and the cat jumped out, and
made a dash for the door and most knocked Missis Doppy down and busted
out of the shop like it was a whirl wind, and scampered up the street,
toward home, you never have see such a circus! Missis Doppy she fainted
dead away and Mister Brily he hurled a beef bone at Jack, which dodged
and walked away, a singin about war with its wide dissolution.
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