William Henry Drummond - Mon Choual "Castor"William Henry Drummond - Mon Choual "Castor"
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I`m poor man, me, but I buy las` May
Wan horse on de Comp`nie Passengaire,
An` auction feller w`at sole heem say
She`s out of de full-breed "Messengaire."
Good trotter stock, also galluppe,
But work long tam on de city car,
Of course she`s purty well break heem up,
So come leetle cheap--twenty-wan dollarre.
Firs` chance I sen` heem on St. Cesaire,
W`ere I t`ink he`s have moche better sight,
Mebbe de grass an` de contree air
Very soon was feex heem up all right.
I lef` heem dere till de fall come `long,
An` dat trotter he can`t eat grass no more,
An` w`en I go dere, I fin` heem strong
Lak not`ing I never see before.
I heetch heem up on de light sulkee,
L`enfant! dat horse he is cover groun`!
Don`t tak` long tam for de crowd to see
Mon choual he was leek all trotter roun`.
Come down de race course lak` oiseau
Tail over datch boar`, nice you please,
Can`t tell for sure de quick he go,
S`pose somew`ere `bout two, t`ree forties.
I treat ma frien` on de whiskey blanc,
An` we drink "Castor" he`s bonne santéFrom L`Achigan to St. Armand,
He`s bes` horse sure on de whole comté.
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`Bout week on front of dis, Lalime,
Dat man drive horse call "Clevelan` Bay"
Was challenge, so I match wit` heem
For wan mile heat on straight away.
Dat`s twenty dollarre on wan side,
De lawyer`s draw de paper out,
But if dem trotter come in tied,
Wall! all dat monee`s go on spout.
Nex` t`ing ma backer man, Labrie,
Tak` off his catch-book vingt cinq cents,
An` toss Lalime bes` two on t`ree
For see who`s go on inside fence.
Bateese Lalime, he`s purty smart,
An` gain dat toss wit` jockey trick.
I don`t care me, w`en "Castor" start,
Very soon I t`ink he`s mak` heem sick.
Beeg crowd of course was dere for see
Dem trotter on de grand match race
Some people come from St. Remi
An` some from plaintee `noder place.
W`en all is ready, flag was fall
An` way dem trotter pass on fence
Lak not`ing you never see at all,
It mak` me t`ink of "St. Lawrence."
"Castor," hees tail was stan` so straight
Could place chapeau on de en` of top
An` w`en he struck two forty gait
Don`t seem he`s never go for stop.
Wall! dat`s all right for firs` half mile
W`en Clevelan` Bay commence for break,
Dat mak` me feel very moche lak smile,
I`m sure "Castor" he`s took de cake.
But Lalime pull heem hard on line
An` stop "Clevelan`" before go far,
It`s all no good, he can`t ketch mine
I`m go more quicker lak express car.
I`m feel all right for my monee,
For sure mon Choual he`s took firs` place,
W`en `bout arpent from home, sapré, Somet`ing she`s happen, I`m los` de race.
Wan bad boy he`s come out on track,
I cannot see dat bad boy`s han`;
He`s hol` somet`ing behin` hees back,
It was small bell, I understan`.
Can spik for dat, ma horse go well,
An` never show no sign of sweat,
Until dat boy he`s ring hees bell--
Misere! I t`ink I hear heem yet!
Wall! jus` so soon mon Choual "Castor"
Was hear dat bell go kling! klang! kling!
He`s tink of course of city car,
An` spose mus` be conductor ring.
Firs` t`ing I know ma trotter`s drop
Dat tail was stan` so straight before,
An` affer dat, mebbe he stop
For me, I don`t know not`ing more.
But w`en I`m come alive again
I fin` dat horse call "Clevelan` Bay"
Was got firs` place, an` so he`s gain
Dat wan mile heat on straight away.
An` now w`erever I am go
Bad boy he`s sure for holler an` yell
Dis donc! Dis donc! Paul Archambault!
W`at`s matter wit` your chestnutte bell?
Mak` plaintee troub` dem bad garçons,
An` offen ring some bell also,
Was mad! Could plonge on de St. Laurent
An` w`at to do, "Castor" don`t know.
Las` tam I pass de railway track
For drive avec mon frere Alfred,
In-jinne she`s ring, "Castor" he`s back,
Monjee! it`s fonny I`m not come dead!
Toujours comme ça! an` mak` me sick,
But horse dat work long on les chars
Can`t broke dem off on fancy trick
So now I`m busy for sole "Castor."
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