Meet em, at the corner, bout 7 clock. They was there on time, all drest
up ter kill, and we took em down to the Standard, and had a big time.
Wen the show wos out, we went to a resterant, & had sum oysters. Wile we
was etin them, I axt Maria who the Georgie was who tuk her out. "Oh,"
sez she, "he's a red hedded devil, wot wurks in the _Buster_ offis, and
aint a bit lik you. Ma likes him, and thinks he's orful steddy, and she
aint frade to let me go eny place with him. He's mashed on me bad, and
thinks I'm in luv with him, so he spends all his munney on me, and I
jest go with him, cos he takes me to ennything wot cums along. It's fun
ter see him, he's so green, and besides, he never fixes up eny, and I'm
gettin most ashamed to be seen on the strete with him." [Illustration:
THEN I HAWLED OFF MY FALSE MUSTASH ] By this time I was feelin purty
bad, but I maneged to keep up and make blieve I was feerful in love with
her, and got her to promis never to go with Georgie agin. I had a bottel
of perfume in my pocket, and jest 'fore we left the restyrant, I put sum
on the gals handkercheefs, then I hawled off my false mustash, and soon
Maria seen, I was her Georgie, and begun a cryin lik her hart wuld brak.
I felt sorry for her, but I told her to dry up her eyes. I
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