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Coming at such a railroad speed, it was not long in passing the intervening space. It was yet several hundred yards distant, when Ethan Hopkins gave Mickey a ringing slap upon the shoulder. 'Jerusalem! who do ye s'pose naow, that man is sitting in the carriage and holding the reins? 'Worrah, worrah! why do you ax me, whin I'm so frightened entirely that I don't know who I am myself?
Mike sprang up behind at a look from me, and without speaking a word, the stablemen and helpers flew right and left. The chestnuts, seeing all free before them, made one tremendous plunge, carrying the fore-carriage clear off the ground, and straining every nut, bolt, screw, and strap about us with the effort. "They're off now," cried Mickey. "Yes, they are off now," said Baby. "Keep them going."
"There was a joke about it, to be sure, among the officers; but the North Cork never wanted something to laugh at." "And what was the joke?" said several voices together. "Just a complaint from old Mickey Oulahan, the postmaster, to the Colonel, in the morning, that some of the officers took away his blind mare off the common, and that the letters were late in consequence."
"Good luck seems to go with everything they undertake, and I suppose they'll bring Mickey up by the heels." But such was not the sequel, and probably not the expectation of the Apaches. They had succeeded in planting a man in the breach, and their purpose was to follow him, as they speedily proved.
"You'd better call your master up," said the skipper to Mickey Free, on the second evening after our departure from Bristol; "he said he'd like to have a look at the coast." The words were overheard by me, as I lay between sleeping and waking in the cabin of the packet, and without waiting for a second invitation, I rushed upon deck.
"I wonder whether Mickey would be more likely to hear my pistol than a shout or whistle?" he said, as he drew the weapon from his belt and held it up to inspect it in the light of the flaring torch. "It seems to be all right, although there's no telling how long since it has been loaded. Here goes." With this, he pointed the muzzle toward the cavern and pulled the trigger.
Columbkille and the Venerable Bede seemed to know about parochial charges and livings and stipends and glebes, and Maria Edgeworth was rather helpful; but Brian and Sitric glared at each other and brandished their hymn-books threateningly, while Ossian refused to sit in the same pew with Mickey Free, who behaved in an odious manner, and interrupted each of the speakers in turn.
And Mickey has been here always when dad's been away past times. Mickey was a fool, but he was company; and mebbe he'd have been better company if he'd been more of a scamp and less a fool. I dunno, but I really think he would. Bad company doesn't put you off so." There was a scratching at the inside of the door. "My, if I didn't forget Shako," she said, "and he dying for a run!"
"'True for you, Father Roach, says I to myself; 'av he had only the ould stick with the scythe in it, I wish them joy of his company. "'Mickey, says he, 'I see you're grieved, and I don't wonder; sure, it's a great disgrace to a decent family. "'Troth, it is, says I; 'but my father always liked low company.
I know not whether that generous master, and that penitent servant ever again met upon earth; but I have much hope they will meet in heaven; for Mickey seems to have been sorry for his sin; and we know the promise: "If we confess our sins, God is faithful and just to forgive us our sins." And why? Because the blood of Christ cleanseth from all sin.
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