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Sit near the fire, achora, and warm yourself throth myself feels like a sieve, the way the cowld's goin' through me; sit over, achora, sit over, and get some heat into you." "Thank you," said the woman, "but you know it's not a safe thing to go near the fire when one is frozen or very cowld 'twould only make me worse when I go out again, besides givin' me pain now."

Our love wasn't of yistherday: afore the links of my hair came to my showldhers I loved him, an' thought of him; an many a time he tould me that I was his first! God knows he was my first, an' he will be my last, let him live or die." "Well, but, Peggy achora," said his sister, "maybe it's sinful to be cryin' this way, an' he not dead."

"Ellish," said he, in smothered sobs "Ellish, acushla machree, sure I'm wid you here; here I'm sittin' on the bed wid you, achora machree." "Catch my hand, thin. Ah, Pether! won't you pity your Ellish? Won't you pity me won't you pity me? Oh! this pain this pain is killin' me!" "It is, it is, my heart's delight it's killin' us both. Oh, Ellish, Ellish!

Do you come with me, Darby; I'll save you as far as I can, an' as long as I'm able." "I will, achora," replied Darby, "an' may God bless you, for you have saved my life; but why should they attack me? Sure the world knows, an' God knows, that my heart bleeds "

When the horse was saddled, and Dionysius on his way with all due pomp to the Station, old Denis broke the matter to his wife. "Mave, achora," said,he, "I have sthrange news to tell you: sure Dionnisis is goin' to make himself a gintleman." "Sure what?" "Dionnisis, our son Dionnisis, is goin' to make himself a gintleman; he'll ate no longer widout a knife and fork."

Oh, thin, but I'm the misfortunate blackguard all out! Och, oh! Peggy, achora, you'll break my heart! Hand me that shell, acushla for I'm in the height of affliction!" Peggy could neither withhold it, nor reply to him. Her mirth was even more intense now than before; nor, if all were known, was Phelim less affected with secret laughter than Peggy. "It is makin' fun o' me you are, you thief, eh?

"Connor," said his mother, rising up in a spirit of calm and mournful solemnity, "never heed; go to bed, achora, go to bed." "Of coorse I'll never heed, mother," he replied; "but I can't help sayin' that, happy as I was awhile agone, my father is sendin' me to bed with a heavy heart.

There he lies, the descendant of the great M'Carthy Mores, an' yet he was a beggar. I know, Kathleen achora, it's neither a sin nor a shame to ax one's bit from our fellow-creatures, whin, fairly brought to it, widout any fault of our own; but still I feel something in me, that can't bear to think of it widout shame an' heaviness of heart."

"We are, Honor, we are; there's not his aquil in the parish achora machree that he is. When I'm gone he'll know what I've done for him." "Whin you're gone; why, Saver of arth, sure you wouldn't keep him out of his husth! here he is, God be thanked! poor boy he's safe. Oh, thin, vich no Hoiah, Connor jewel, were you out undher this terrible night?"

But sure I have great news for you all!" "What is that, Barny?" "Well, but can yez keep a sacret? Can yez, girls?" "Faix can we, Barny, achora." "Well, so can I ha, ha, ha! Now, are,yez sarved? Come, let me to the hob." "Here, Barny; I'll lead you, Barny." "No, I have him; come, Barny, I'll lead you: here, achora, this is the spot that's it.