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"Shure, sur, ye don't want the poor baste to starve to death." "Certainly not, she is yours and you ought to feed her." "But, sur, Oi niver had a traveller yet as didn't pay fur the mare's eatin' an' drinkin' as well as moine." Paul was amused at this new rule, but was informed by Mr. Jolly that such was the custom in that part of Ireland.
They was an article on sewerage an' wan on prayin' f'r rain, an' another on muni-cipal ownership iv gas tanks, an' wan to show that they niver was a good milker ownded be a pro-fane man.
She reached The Poplars after much toil and travail. Mistress Fagan, Irish, house-servant, opened the door, at which Nurse Byloe knocked softly, as she was in the habit of doing at the doors of those who sent for her. "Have you heerd anything yet, Kitty Fagan?" asked Nurse Byloe. "Niver a blissed word," said she.
'Many a one is carried off to the wars, or to the tenders o' men-o'-war; and then they turn out to be unfit for service, and are sent home. Philip 'll come back before the year's out; thee'll see that. 'No; he'll niver come back. And I'm not sure as I should iver wish him t' come back, if I could but know what was gone wi' him.
'I wint up to the man in the veranda, manin', as sure as I sit, to knock the life out av him. He slipped into the open. "Fwhat are you doin' philanderin' about here, ye scum av the gutter?" sez I polite, to give him his warnin', for I wanted him ready. 'He niver lifted his head, but sez, all mournful an' melancolius, as if he thought I wud be sorry for him: "I can't find her," sez he.
"By golly! you speak de troof. It wa jess like that, jess like the lass s'riek ob Massa Grow." "And yet," continued the sailor, after a moment's reflection, "'t warn't like that neyther. 'T warn't human, nohow: leastwise, I niver heerd such come out o' a human throat." "A don't blieb de big raff can be near. We hab been runnin' down de wind ebba since you knock off dat boat-hook.
"Sure the Lieutenant'll niver be thinkin' to g'wan alone widout me?" and with all the Sergeant's respect for his superiors, it took the Lieutenant ten valuable minutes to get the man started back, shaking his head and muttering forebodings, to the camp. It was quiet riding on alone.
Niver a wor-rd from me mouth, Your 'Anner, till I may say me say at your call!" A prolonged, still more deprecatory smile was bestowed by the mayor on the élite among his guests! "I was out of town when I was elected mayor, and they hadn't taken the precaution to measure me for an office room at the city building. I didn't fit anything down there.
First off he went out to the Cimmaron Crossing, gyarded by a squad o' cavalry from the fort here. Tommy Caine wint along, an' told me all about it. They dug up the bodies, but niver a thing did they find on 'em not a paper, nor a dollar. They'd bin robbed all roight.
"They marched on, an' th' British run away fr'm thim; an', be hivins, me uncle Mike cud niver get a shot at a redcoat, though he searched high an' low f'r wan.
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