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TAG; OR, THE CHIEN BOULE DOG
Chapter I
“Oh, leetle Bateese wat for,
Oh, leetle Bateese wat for,
Oh, leetle Bateese
Wat for you grease
Mine leetle dog’s tail wit tar.”
Oh, leetle Bateese wat for,
Oh, leetle Bateese
Wat for you grease
Mine leetle dog’s tail wit tar.”
These words, sung to a monotonous and unbeautiful tune, smote the ears of the occupants of a train as it suddenly came to a standstill before a lonely wooden structure in the province of Quebec. As the engine blew off steam the invisible singer roared anew, as if in opposition,
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