United States or Greenland ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
'Mother! I heard him say, 'Mother! an' that's all I heard him say and the mother waitin' away aff there by the Liffey soide. Aw, wurra, wurra, the b'ys go down to battle and the mothers wait at home! Some of the b'ys come back, but the most of thim shtay where the battle laves 'em. Wurra, wurra, many's the b'y wint down that day by Alma River, an' niver come back!
"Howly Mother, save us!" sobbed Barney, dropping upon his knees, and scrabbling desperately in his untidy memory for some fragments of his childhood's prayers. "Don't, Dan, don't!" pleaded Mike, gazing out with wild eyes at the Pup's mystical performance. "I'll give back them boots to the b'y. I'll give 'em back, Dan! Let me be now, won't 'ee, old mate?"
'Tis not in the articles. I'm the cook " "An' cook ye'll be for wan minute more only," Sullivan said grimly, at the same moment gripping the cook's head from behind and bending it back till the windpipe and jugular were stretched taut. "Where's yer knife, Mike? Pass it along." At the touch of the steel, Gorman whimpered. "I'll do ut, if yez'll hold the b'y."
I dunno what she's sich a spite at them for there'd be more sense if she'd haunt the Mortons, seein' as a Morton killed her. Well, I'm mighty old and tired and worn out. It don't seem that it's been much use, the way I've slaved and fussed to bring that b'y up and keep things together for him and now the ghost's got him. I might as well have let him die when he was a sickly baby."
An' I was laid in among thim, and Sergeant-Major Kilpatrick shtandin' there an' looking at me an' sayin': 'Poor b'y poor b'y! "But when they threw another man on tap of me, I waked up out o' that beautiful shlape, and give him a kick. 'Yer not polite, says I to mesilf. Shure, I couldn't shpake there was no strength in me.
And jist one pebble came rattlin' down, but Miss Linda happened to be lookin', and she scramed to the b'y to be rollin' under where ye found him; so he gave a flop or two, and it's well that he took his orders without waitin' to ask the raison for them, for if he had, at the prisint minute he would be about as thick as a shate of writing paper.
Thim's the times ye'll find out what masons arre made av, me b'y." I confess this probability did not seem as brilliant to me as it did to him, but it had its humor. I expressed wonder that he would hire them if they were such a bad lot. "Where else will ye get min?" he demanded to know. "The unions have the best, an' the most av thim. Thim outside fellies don't amount to much.
"I only jest wanted for to see the last of the b'y, and I s'pected as how you'd land your pilot thereabout or at Bideford, where I told the man in charge o' my schooner to call in for me; but it don't matter much where I get ashore."
An' I was laid in among thim, and Sergeant-Major Kilpatrick shtandin' there an' looking at me an' sayin': 'Poor b'y poor b'y! "But when they threw another man on tap of me, I waked up out o' that beautiful shlape, and give him a kick. 'Yer not polite, says I to mesilf. Shure, I couldn't shpake there was no strength in me.
I'm hopin' now he has the kettle boilin'." "He'll have un boilin'," assured Andy, who was one of the two boys at the rear of David's litter. "He'll be proud to have un boilin' and supper started." "There's no smoke!" exclaimed David apprehensively as they came closer. "Jamie, b'y!" he shouted. "Where is you? Come out and see what we're gettin'!" But no Jamie came, and there was no answering call.
Word Of The Day