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Flannery grinned. "An' ain't thim th' jokers, now!" he exclaimed. "'Tis some smart bye must have his fun with ould Flannery! Go an' see th' veterinary! An' ask him what t' feed th' cat! 'Good mornin', Misther Pomeroy. Do ye remimber th' dead cat ye looked at yisterday? 'Tis in a bad way th' mornin', sor. 'Tis far an' away deader than it was yisterday.

"I don't mind the throuble," hesitated Terence, who was really a good-hearted fellow at the bottom; "and I'd like to sarve you if I could, for you look like a gentleman's son, and that goes a great way wi' me. But if Misther Wild were to find out that I thwarted his schames "

"You never know what you may want on a job like this, with bulkheads, maybe, to be cut through and chests broke open; get a spare sail, Misther Harman, and rowl the lot up in it so's they'll be aisier for thransport." He was excited, and the Irish in him came out when he was like that; also, as the most knowledgeable man in the business, he was taking the lead.

"Murdher!" exclaimed the pedlar, "the Lord save and guard us! for there's nothin' but murdher in my ears! go where I will of late, it's nothin' but bloodshed; sure I cannot sing my harmless bit of a song along the road, but I'm stopped wid an account of some piece o' murdher or batthery, or God knows what. An' who was near gettin' it now, Misther Purcel? Not yourself, I pray Jasus this day!"

The Irishman saw me upon the instant of my emerging from the companion, and immediately shouted: "Here, Misther Conyers, ye're just the man we want! Do you spake Frinch?" "Yes," answered I, believing that I saw my opportunity. "Why?"

The poor chap's gone, and we can't call him back; but have you heard tell of the news? Misther `Old-son-of-a-gun' is moighty bad this morning, too, and the skipper think's he's a going too, by the same token!" "Indeed!" I cried, turning towards the tent, seeing Captain Billings standing close by it. The news was too true.

"If I don't make thim junketers think they're in the scuff iv a cyclone whin I get thim on the crooks beyant Dolores ye can gimme time, Misther M'Tosh. Where do I get shut iv thim?" "At Agua Caliente. They are going to the hotel at Breezeland, I suppose. There is your signal to pull out."

Thin, Misther Crocodile, let me tell yez at wanst that I'm not good to ate; I'm so sthrongly flavoured wid the tibaccy that I'd be shure to disagray wid yez."

The potatoes, however, having first been reduced to a pulpy state, the beans are but partially broken. It is then put into dish, and a pound of butter or rendered lard thrust into the middle of it. A third brought him an oak sapling to keep in his hand about the purlieus of the establishment. "We know," said he, "that you're given to arguin' an' to that thing you call logic, Misther Denis.

"Have you any idea of what is causing the delay?" "'Tis dommed well I know, Misther North. Ford is keeping the wires hot against us. If I could have Misther Colbrith here with you for wan five minutes " The general manager broke in, following his own line of thought. "Ford is in Denver; he came in from Chicago last night. Why don't you go up to the Brown and have it out with him?"