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The Imp thought of crying not for her uncle which would be hopeless but for Iver. She concluded it would be hopeless there too; Iver would not heed tears in business hours, however tender-hearted he might be in private life. So she laughed again instead. But the laugh was a failure, and Iver was sharp enough to see it.

Sure I've knowed her iver since she was a purty little curly-hided child; I've knowed her goodness to her parients till the day of their death, an' her gentleness in the time of sorrow, an' her jollity in the time of joy, an' her faithfulness to her mistress in adversity, an' her gin'ral goodness at all times, blissin's on her!"

"They're no more than children," Mrs. Byrne replied, "an' they're to be treated as such. Sure, Cregan couldn't live without yuh. He'd have no buttons to his pants in a week." "An' him!" Mrs. Cregan cried. "Iver, since the Raypublicuns got licked, there's be'n no gettin' on with him at all. Thim Sunday papers 've toorned his head. He's all blather about his rights an' his wrongs.

It's useless," he exclaimed. "I might as well run after a streak o' greased lightnin'. Well, well, women have much to answer for! Who'd iver have thowt to see Whitewing shook off his balance like that? It strikes me I'll sarve him best by lookin' after the nags."

"A miss is as good as a mile," he said, "eh, Neeld? I'd like to see Addie Tristram again though I suppose she's a wreck, poor thing!" "Why couldn't she marry the man properly, instead of bolting?" asked Iver. He did not approve of such escapades.

"And what though it does come?" returned Martin; "we can creep under one of these thick bushes till the shower is past." "Did ye iver see a thunder-storm in the tropics?" inquired Barney. "No, never," replied Martin. "Then if ye don't want to feel and see it both at wance, come with me as quick as iver ye can."

Presently Sylvia came in, bright and cheerful, although breathless with hurry. 'Oh, said she, taking off her wet shawl, 'we've had to shelter from such a storm of rain, baby and me but see! she's none the worse for it, as bonny as iver, bless her.

An he, poor man, whin some wan asts him, 'Did ye iver meet Dooley: 'll have to say, 'No, I had th' chanst wanst, but me ac-cursed pride kept me from visitin' him. "I r-read his speeches, though, an' know what he's doin. Some iv thim ar-re gr-reat.

"Whin a bad egg is shut av the Army, he sings the Divil's Mass for a good riddance; an' that manes swearin' at ivrything from the Commandher-in-Chief down to the Room-Corp'ril, such as you niver in your days heard. Some men can swear so as to make green turf crack! Have you iver heard the Curse in an Orange Lodge?

"It seems to me," added Fred, who was unwilling to admit that he was afraid to try the task, "that I have gone over the creek when it was just as high and rapid, and have crossed at this place, too." "Who swung the paddle?" "Father did once and Mr. Bowlby at another time." "Did ye iver manage the paddle yersilf when the creek got onto one of its tears?"