Zese citoyens goin' to wickwest Jean Poquelin to give to the Ursuline' two hondred fifty dolla'" "Hé quoi!" cried a listener, "Cinq cent piastres, oui!" "Oui!" said Bienvenu, "and if he wiffuse we make him some lit' musique; ta-ra ta!"

"Cent piastres pour l'hôpital de charité!" "Hurrah!" "One hongred dolla' for Charity Hospital!" "Hurrah!" "Whang!" went a tin pan, the crowd yelled, and Pandemonium gaped again.