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Finally, it was decided that there was nothing to do but to go over to Sixth Avenue and Broadway for carriages. Sheehan made a fine turnout at the funeral, but the deceased was hardly in his grave before Goodwin raised the cry of "Protection to home industries," and denounced his rival for patronizing livery-stable keepers outside of his district. The err' had its effect in the primary campaign.
"You think you couldn't make more at the Beach if you ran it on my plan?" "I'm game to try," said Sheehan, slowly. "I'm too old to hold 'em down out there the way I yoosta could, and I'm sick of it sick of it into the very bones of me!" He wiped his forehead. "Where's Claudine?" "Held as a witness." "I'm not sorry fer HER!" said the red-bearded man, emphatically.
One week on the road, one week at home. That was his routine. The wholesale grocery trade liked Platt, and he had for his customers the fondness that a traveling salesman has who is successful in his territory. Before his marriage to Terry Sheehan his little red address book had been overwhelming proof against the theory that nobody loves a fat man.
He made a dive for Jim but that worthy was not to be detained and was half way up the little iron ladder before Bill Sheehan had recovered his balance. "Come back," he cried, poising a bit of coal in his hand, "or I'll bring you back." This bluff did not disturb Jim who was now on top of the baggage car. "Just like a young limb," he muttered, as he watched the daring James.
Whether Bill's novel form of attack made the attacking party helpless with laughter or because he was in such constant motion that it was hard to get a bead on him, be the reason what it may, at least Sheehan came through unscathed. For a brief time, the battle was even, in fact the engineer and Jim probably had the best of it, and then there came a change in the situation.
'Leon Sammett in Songs. Miss Terry Sheehan at the Piano. That doesn't sound bad. Now listen, Miss Sheehan. I'm singing down at the University Inn. The Gottschalk song hits. I guess you know my work. But I want to talk to you, private. It's something to your interest. I go on down at the Inn at six. Will you come and have a little something with Ruby and me? Now?"
Beyond the fact that their president, Mr Sheehan, M.P., happened to be the most successful practiser of my Land Purchase plans in the county of Cork, as well as by far the ablest advocate the Labourers' agitation had called into action, I know of no shadow of excuse for the extraordinary folly which led responsible Irishmen, with the cry of 'Unity' on their lips, not only to decline to meet me on a common platform, but to make tens of thousands of absolutely unoffending labourers the victims of their differences with me.
Bantry Inquests Catherine Sheehan Richard Finn Labours of the Priests Giving a dinner away Fearful number of deaths Verdict of "Wilful murder" against Lord John Russell The Workhouse at Bantry Estimated deaths The hinged coffin Shafto Adair's idea of the Famine. The year 1846 closed in gloom.
Self-confidence is all right but pride often goes before destruction and Jim came very near getting his on this occasion. "And where do you think you are going, lad?" asked Bill Sheehan, as Jim started on his climb over the tender.
Ye're an offence in the eyes o' Martin Pike and all his kind because ye stand fer the Beach, are ye?" "You know it!" Joe answered, sharply. "If they could wipe the Beach off the map and me with it " "Martin Pike would?" shouted Mr. Sheehan, while the others, open-mouthed, stared at him. "Martin Pike would?" "I don't need to tell you that," said Joe. Mr.
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