An' w'isper, "Never min', ma chère, won't do no good a-frettin'."

     Non! she isn't cryin' long, for he tole her it was wrong.

     She's sure he save her life too, or she was moche mistaken,

     An' de ole Ma-dame Leveque also kiss heem on de neck

     An' quickly after dat, Hooraw! de man an' wife dey're makin'.

   DOMINIQUE

     You dunno ma leetle boy Dominique?

     Never see heem runnin' roun' about de place?

     'Cos I want to get advice how to kip heem lookin' nice,

     So he won't be alway dirty on de face.

     Now dat leetle boy of mine, Dominique,

     If you wash heem an' you sen' heem off to school,

     But instead of goin' dere, he was playin' fox an hare—

     Can you tell me how to stop de leetle fool?

     "I'd tak' dat leetle feller Dominique,

     An' I'd put heem on de cellar ev'ry day,

     An' for workin' out a cure bread an' water's very sure,

     You can bet he mak' de promise not to play!"

     Dat's very well to say, but ma leetle Dominique

     W'en de jacket we put on heem's only new,

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