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I will state the truth myself, but spare him. I did not sleep in my own bed on the night Mr. O' Brien's haggard was burned, nor on the night before it. I slept in my father's barn, with Flanagan; both times at his own request but I did not then suspect his design in asking me." "This admission, though creditable to your affection and filial duty, was indiscreet," observed the judge.
Brien's a different guess sort of animal from that." "Were you going to have him out, Grady?" "Why, we was not that is, only just for walking exercise, with his sheets on: but a canter down the half mile slope, and up again by the bushes won't go agin him." "Well, saddle him then, and let Pat get up."
Another man holloaed to 'Mother Henniker' for pickles; but Mother Henniker, without leaving her seat at the bar, told them to 'pickle themselves. Whereupon one of the party, making some allusion to Jack Brien's swag, Jack Brien being absent at the moment, rose from his seat and undid a great roll lying in one of the corners.
'Them's a-going to Ahalala, Jack, said the distributor of the potatoes, nodding his head to indicate the two new adventurers. 'Then they're a-going to the most infernal, mean, , break-heartedest place as God Almighty ever put on this 'arth for the perplexment of poor unfortunate miners. This was Jack Brien's eloquence, and his description of Ahalala.
"New idea," he volunteered, "brand new idea. Jes' caught it no trouble at all. Came right up an' I patted it on the head. It's mine. 'Brien's drunk beashly drunk. Shame damn shame learn'm lesshon. Trash Pearly's boat. Put 'Brien in Pearly's boat. Casht off let her go down Yukon. 'Brien wake up in mornin'. Current too strong can't row boat 'gainst current mush walk back. Come back madder 'n hatter.
Every miner has his swag, consisting of a large blanket which is rolled up, and contains all his personal luggage. Out of Jack Brien's swag were extracted two large square bottles of pickles. These were straightway divided among the men, care being taken that Dick and Caldigate should have ample shares.
"Well, but Johnny Mulcahy won't plough to-morrow because he's going to the Donovan child's funeral. Tommy Brien's just told me so, and he'll be drunk when he comes back, and to-morrow'll be the first day that Carnage and Trumpeter are going out " The youngest Miss Purcell paused, and uttered a loud sob.
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