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Of Love For Natchez Back in the day when paddle wheelers chuffed up to the landing and gaudy bundles were dropt off on the wharf the sportin' folks'd get aboard to take chances at the big stakes and to laugh at the Devil. Mizz Claudia she was a young gal then and she did like her lemonade and could not help but roll those big eyes of hers round the promenade deck. Now old Colonel Sam Lessoire he was as handsome and dashin' a fellow as he was bold-- and he surely did love the sight of a frilly lady dress't in crinoline but ladies the like of Mizz Claudia-- they were in short supply. Well-- we all know about the vicissitudes of supply and demand which most always will lead into avenues that'll come into direct interface with the legal system. Pistols were drawn and oaths were exchanged in the elegant style of princelings of the House of Bourbon and a sharp report snapped out from the muzzle of a derringer and echoed out over the still black riverwater and all frog croaks snapped to a cease. Somebody lives and somebody else takes to the gate where Saint Pete waits to hear an update on the Coda Duello; while back on board the promenade deck of The Queen of Thebes the night went on "comme d'habitude" and old Captain Custiss said --It ain't so much the heat but only the tumidity!-- |
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