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Show THE HARBINGER. (T. A.. Daly In Catholic Standard and' Times.) "Ees com da' spreeng!" da people sav An' weenter-time ees gon' away. I hope ees true, baycause. you know I am so seeck weeth ice air snow; ' I am so seeck inside my soul For gotta buy so moocha coal. "An' overcoat, an' warma clo'es. An' hankacheef for blow my nose. "Ees com' da spreeng:" da people say An' so I am com' out today For justa see eei ees true. An' play da musica for you. Da weend ees eolda 'nough for mak' Me wanta stop an' gona back. But som'theeng- w'eesper een my ear: "Ees com' da spreeng: Da spreeng ees here!" Ees com' da spreeng:" da people say Dat passa by an' hear nie play "Lucia" on my street-pian'. "Oh. se da Dago music-man:'' Dey say: "Dat's mean da weenter's past." I nevva hear sooch funny theeng: Dey taga me for sign of speeng:" |