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"An' am I to lose my hundre pounds, your honor, of my hard earned money, that I squeezed " "Out of the blood and marrow and life of the struggling people, you heartless extortioner! Begone, sirra; a foot of land upon the property for which I am agent you shall never occupy.

We have yet some thrifle o' money left, as much as will, by all accounts, enable us to take I mane to purchase a farm in America an' isn't it betther for us to go there, and be independent, no matther what it may cost our hearts to suffer by doin' so, than to stay here until the few hundre' that I've got together is melted away out of my pocket into the picket of a landlord that never wanst throubles himself to know how we're gettin' on, or whether we're doin' well or ill.

"Some men tried to stop him on the road. He's a despatch-rider." "Isn't he ugly? Is he English?" "Irish." "You bet you, miss; Hirlanday; that's me.... You picked a good looker this toime, Yank. But wait till Oi git to Paree. Oi clane up a good hundre' pound on this job in bonuses. What part d'ye come from, Yank?" "Virginia. I live in New York."

Wit' these two hands I have choke' ze polar bear to deat'. I am strongest man w'at ees in all nort' countree. I pack four hundre' pound ovair portage. I crack ze caribou bones wit' my teeth, lak a dog. I run sixt' or hundre' miles wit'out stop for rest. I pull down trees w'at oder man cut wit' axe. I am not 'fraid of not'ing. You lissen? You hear w'at I say?" "I hear you."

"They are keen to hae them," said Flucker; and hastily retired, as if to treat further with the small merchants. On this, Mr. Miller, pretending to make for Leith, said, carelessly, "Twenty-three shillings, or they are not for me." "Tak the cutter's freight at a hundre' cran, an' I'm no caring," said Christie. "They are mine!" said Mr. Miller, very sharply. "How much shall I give you the day?"

He overtook his father at the bottom of the hall steps. "Give me a hundred pounds," said he, "and you will never see my face again." "There is two hundre'," said his father; "I expected this. Your mother confessed all to me this mornin', bekaise she knew it would come out here, I suppose. Go now, for undher my roof you'll never come again.

This question coming within the dark beauty's scope, she hastened to reply. "To sell our herrin' we hae three hundre' left in the creel." "What is the price?"

Didn't they lay out near eight hundre pounds upon it? "In this country, brother soldier," replied Dick ironically, "we generally starve first and die afterwards." "You may well say so, your honor, an' God knows, there's not upon the face of the arth a counthry where starvation is so much practised, or so well understood. Faith, unfortunately, it's the national divarsion wid us.

See wit' thees han's I br'ak your neck an' t'row you in river. MA BELLE Jeanne say do zat, an' she tell oder mans-twent', thirt', almos' hundre' GARCONS to keel you if you try run away. She tell me bring zat word to you wit' ze feesh. You listen hard w'at I say?" If ever a worker of iniquity lived on earth, Carrigan might have judged Bateese as that man in these moments.

Och, but it's well for the O'Donohoes that their landlord lives at home among themselves, for may the heavens look down on me, I wouldn't know where to find mine, if one sight of him 'ud save me an' my childre from the grave! The Agent even, he lives in Dublin, an' how could I lave my sick boy, an' small girshas by themselves, to go a hundre miles, an' maybe not see him afther all.