AMERICANESE

Sun (Auckland), Volume 1, Issue 102, 21 July 1927, Page 9

AMERICANESE

H ' s 3 bit of the vernacular as transcribed from the slanguage of a couple of Van Cortlandt park caddies: ‘‘Well, Monkey, I see you packin a load o’ poles for a couple o’ beetles this morning. Them skirts are sure slow pokes. That job was an awful blast for me. They had heavier trunks than any of the creus elephants. “Subway fare and thank you was all the extra we got after making the loop in five hours; no less, bo. They mussed up every quarry on the links and was m the weeds so much we tr ? ded a niblick for a hoe. Those jockies got heavy yodel ing around the bunkers, chasing their scurvies, but we never lost an apple for the ball hounds. Me and the other mule makes a cigarette off them and hides behind the Rock Caddie Mountains for a smoke. “A baby dimple socks one over the bunker and beans the other dumb-bell. But his head is harder than the ball and the lump is too small to collect damages on. “They was runnin' steam shovels in the snares mostly, and when they reached the carpet they did more putting—putt, putt, than a flivver. Well, anyhow, we ended O.K. by rooking all the other monkeys in the game. Well, so long, I got to go peddle some old balls to the duckhunters.”