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"You need some one to interpret your conversation, my Irish friend." "Irish? Irish?" yelled Hans, in exasperation. "Don'd you callt mineselluf Irish! Parney Mulloy vos der only Irishman der party into, und he vos der greenest pogtrotter dot efer come der Emerald Isle oudt uf." "G'wan, yer Dutch chaze!" said Barney. "Go talk to yersilf. Nobody understands yez at all, at all."
As they glided in at their different doors, I spied many pretty faces peeping from the prim head gear of the females, and as the broad-brimmed males sat down, the welcome Parney supposes prepared for them in heaven, recurred to me, "Entre done, et garde ton chapeau."
I peen not more than a year younger as you vos yourselluf! Don'd you git so bersonal in my remarks!" Then he saw Barney Mulloy, who was standing near, a broad grin on his face. With a howl, Hans flung the carpetbag and the flute straight up into the air. "Id vos Parney!" he shouted. "Id vos dot Irish pogtrotter!"
At this moment Bascomb clapped his thigh and cried: "That's the scheme! That will do it!" "Uf dot don'd mean somedings, Parney, you vos a liar!" exclaimed Hans. "Av course it do." "I pelief me dot means drouble vor Frankie." "Oi wouldn't wonder, Handy." "You und me hat pesser dell him to keep his vedder eye vide open tight, ain'd id?" "Thot's pwhat we will, me b'y.
"As Spokeshire observations, 'Show me der man who haf not music into his soul alretty, und I vill show you a son uf a gun dot vos fit for blotting assinations, general defiltry und all padness. Dot vos you, Parney Mulloy." The idea of playing a practice game with Merry's team delighted the Farnham Hall lads, and arrangements were quickly made. "I presume you'll give us a show, Mr.
All contributions should be sent direct to W. F. Bippus, treasurer of the relief committee." In the bread-line on Monday was Eugene J. Parney, a multi-millionaire, whose gifts to charity have been very large and who recently included $25,000 to the Y. M. C. A. of this city. The day after the flood he was offering $1,000 for enough wood alcohol to heat malted milk for his infant grandchild.
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