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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538418" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>M'Sieu Smit</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE ADVENTURES OF AN ENGLISHMAN IN THE CANADIAN WOODS.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Wan morning de walkim boss say 'Damase,<br>I t'ink you're good man on canoe d'ecorce,<br>So I'll ax you go wit' your frien' Philéas<br>An' meet M'sieu' Smit' on Chenail W'ite Horse.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'He'll have I am sure de grosse baggage--<br>Mebbe some valise--mebbe six or t'ree--<br>But if she's too moche for de longue portage<br>'Poleon he will tak' 'em wit' mail buggee.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">W'en we reach Chenail, plaintee peep be dere,<br>An' wan frien' of me, call Placide Chretien,<br>'Splain all dat w'en he say man from Angleterre<br>Was spik heem de crowd on de 'Parisien.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fonny way dat Englishman he'll be dress,<br>Leetle pant my dear frien' jus' come on knee,<br>Wit' coat dat's no coat at all--only ves'<br>An' hat--de more stranger I never see!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wall! dere he sit on de en' some log<br>An' swear heem in English purty loud<br>Den talk Français, w'ile hees chien boule dog<br>Go smellim an' smellim aroun' de crowd.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I spik im 'Bonjour, M'sieu' Smit', Bonjour,<br>I hope dat yourse'f and famille she's well?'<br>M'sieu Smit' he is also say 'Bonjour,'<br>An' call off hees dog dat's commence for smell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I tell heem my name dat's Damase Labrie<br>I am come wit' Philéas for mak' de trip,<br>An' he say I'm de firs' man he never see<br>Spik English encore since he lef' de ship.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He is also ax it to me 'Damase,<br>De peep she don't seem understan' Français,<br>W'at's matter wit' dat?' An' I say 'Becos<br>You mak' too much talk on de Parisien.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">De groun she is pile wit' baggage--Sapré!<br>An' I see purty quick we got plaintee troub--<br>Two tronk, t'ree valise, four-five fusil,<br>An' w'at M'sieu Smit' he is call 'bat' tubbe.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">M'sieu Smit' he's tole me w'at for's dat t'ing,<br>An' it seem Englishman he don't feel correc'<br>Until he's go plonge on some bat' morning<br>An' sponge it hees possibill high hees neck.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of course dat's not'ing of my beez-nesse,<br>He can plonge on de water mos' ev'ry day,<br>But I t'ink for mese'f it mak foolishness<br>An' don't do no good w'en your bonne santé.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">W'en I tell 'Poleon he mus' mak' dat job,<br>Dere's leetle too moche for canoe d'écorce,<br>He's mad right away an' say 'Sapré diable!<br>You t'ink I go work lak wan niggerhorse?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I'm not manufacture dat way, bâ non,<br>Dat rich stranger man he have lot monee,<br>I go see my frien' Onésime Gourdon,<br>An' tole heem bring horse wit' some more buggee.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wall! affer some w'ile dey'll arrange all dat,<br>'Poleon an' hees frien' Onésime Gourdon,<br>But w'en 'Poleon is tak' hole of bat',<br>He receive it beeg scare immediatement!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dat chien boule dog, I was tole you 'bout,<br>I am not understan' w'at good she's for,<br>Eat 'Poleon's leg w'it hees teet' an' mout,<br>'Poleon he is feel very mad--by Gor!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of course I am poule heem hees tail toute suite<br>But I don't know some reason mak all dis troub',<br>W'en I hear me dat Englishman, M'sieu Smit'<br>Say 'Poleon, w'at for you took my tubbe?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Leff 'im dere--for I don't low nobodee<br>Walk heem off on any such way lak dat;<br>You may tak' all de res', an' I don't care me--<br>But de man he'll be keel who is tak' my bat'.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I will carry heem wit' me,' say M'sieu Smit'--<br>'W'erever dat tubbe she mus' go, I go--<br>No matter de many place we visite,<br>An' my sponge I will tak' mese'f also.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Philéas say 'Damase, we mus buil' some raf'<br>Or mebbe some feller be sure get drown';<br>Dis geev me plaisir, but I'm scare mak' laf',<br>So I'll do it mese'f, inside, way down.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At las' we are start on voyage, sure nuff,<br>M'sieu Smit' carry tubbe on de top hees head,<br>Good job, I t'ink so, de lac isn't rough,<br>Or probably dis tam, we're all come dead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">De dog go wit' Onésime Gourdon,<br>An' Onésime afferwar' say to me,<br>'Dat chien boule dog is eat 'Poleon<br>Was de more quiet dog I never see.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But fun she's commence on very nex' day<br>W'en we go camp out on de Castor Noir.<br>Dat Englishman he'll come along an' say<br>'I hope some wil' Injun she don't be dere.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I have hear many tam, dat de wood be foule<br>Of Injun w'at tak' off de hair your head.<br>But so surely my name she's Johnnie Boule<br>If I see me dem feller I shoot it dead.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Philéas den pray harder, more quick he can<br>Mebbe he's t'ink dat's hees las' portage<br>De moder hees fader, she's Injun man<br>Derefore an' also, he is wan Sauvage.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I say 'Don't mak' it some excitement;<br>Saison she is 'close' on de spring an' fall,<br>An' dem peep dat work on de Gouvernement<br>Don't lak you shoot Injun dis mont' at all.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nex' day M'sieu Smit' is perform hees plonge<br>We see heem go done it--Philéas an' me,<br>An' w'en he's hang up bat' tubbe an' sponge<br>We go on de wood for mak' Chasse perdrix.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' mebbe you will not believe to me,<br>But w'en we come back on de camp encore<br>De sponge of dat Englishman don't be see,<br>An' we fin' beeg bear she's go dead on shore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Very fonny t'ing how he's loss hees life,<br>But Philéas he'll know hese'f purty quick,<br>He cut M'sieu Bear wit' hees hunter knife,<br>An' sponge she's fall out on de bear stummick.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Day affer we get two fox houn' from Boss<br>Dat's good for ketch deer on de fall an' spring,<br>Den place Englishman w'ere he can't get los'<br>An' tole heem shoot quicker he see somet'ing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wat's dat leetle deer got no horn at all?<br>She'll be moder small wan en suite bimeby,<br>Don't remember mese'f w'at name she's call,<br>But dat's de kin' start w'en de dog is cry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We see heem come down on de runaway<br>De dog she is not very far behin'<br>An' w'en dey pass place M'sieu Smit' is stay<br>We expec' he will shoot or make noise some kin'!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But he's not shoot at all, mon cher ami,<br>So we go an' we ax 'Is he see some deer?'<br>He say 'Dat's long tam I am stay on tree<br>But I don't see not'ing she's pass on here.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We spik heem once more, 'He don't see fox houn'?'<br>W'at you t'ink he is say, dat Englishman?<br>'Yes, I see dem pass quickly upon de groun',<br>Wan beeg yellow dog, an' two small brown wan.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He's feel de more bad I don't see before<br>W'en he know dat beeg dog, she's wan small deer,<br>An' for mak' ev'ryt'ing correc' encore<br>We drink I am sure six bouteilles de bière.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nex' day--dat's Dimanche--he is spik to me,<br>'Damase, you mus' feel leetle fatigué,<br>You may slep' wit' Philéas w'ile I go an' see<br>I can't get some nice quiet tam to-day.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So for keep 'way skeeter, an' fly also<br>Bouteille from de shelf M'sieu Smit' he tak',<br>Den he start wit' his chien boule dog an' go<br>For nice quiet walk on shore of lac.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We don't slep' half hour w'en dere's beeg, beeg yell,<br>Lak somet'ing I'm sure don't hear long tam,<br>An' we see wan feller we cannot tell,<br>Till he spik it, 'Damase! Philéas!! dam dam!!!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Den we know it at once, mon cher ami,<br>But she's swell up hees face--hees neck an' han'!<br>It seem all de skeeter on w'ole contree<br>Is jump on de head of dat Englishman.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some water on poor M'sieu Smit' we'll t'row,<br>An' w'en he's tranquille fin' out ev'ryt'ing;<br>Bouteille he's rub on, got some nice sirop<br>I was mak' mese'f on de wood las' spring.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dere was jus' 'noder t'ing he seem for care<br>An' den he is feel it more satisfy,<br>Dat t'ing, my dear frien', was for keel some bear,<br>If he'll do dat wan tam, he's prepare for die.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Philéas say he know w'ere some blue berree<br>Mak' very good place for de bear have fonne,<br>So we start nex' day on morning earlee,<br>An' M'sieu Smit' go wit' hees elephan' gun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wan woman sauvage she is come be dere,<br>Mebbe want some blue berree mak' some pie,<br>Dat' Englishman shoot, he is t'ink she's bear,<br>An' de woman she's holler, 'Mon Dieu, I'm die!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">M'sieu Smit' he don't do no harm, becos<br>He is shake hese'f w'en he shoot dat squaw,<br>But scare he pay hunder' dollar cos'<br>For keel some sauvage on de 'close' saison.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">T'ree day affer dat, we start out on lac<br>For ketch on de water wan Cariboo,<br>But win' she blow strong, an' we can't get back<br>Till we t'row ourse'f out on dat canoe.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We t'ink M'sieu Smit' he is sure be drown,<br>Leetle w'ile we can't see heem again no more,<br>An' den he's come up from de place go down<br>An' jomp on hees bat' tubbe an' try go shore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">W'en he's pass on de bat', he say 'Hooraw!'<br>An' commence right away for mak' some sing;<br>I'm sure you can hear heem ten-twelve arpent<br>'Bout 'Brittanie, she alway mus' boss somet'ing.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dat's all I will tole you jus' now, my frien';<br>I s'pose you don't know de more fonny case,<br>But if Englishman go on wood again<br>I'll have more storee w'en you pass my place.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Henry+Drummond">William Henry Drummond</a><div class=q>
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Wan morning de walkim boss say 'Damase,
I t'ink you're good man on canoe d'ecorce,
So I'll ax you go wit' your frien' Philéas
An' meet M'sieu' Smit' on Chenail W'ite Horse.

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