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But Larry bore his disappointments like an Irishman, and defied "fortin' to put him out of timper by any manes wotiver." "Patience," said Bill Jones, removing his pipe to make room for the remark, "is a wirtue that's wot I says. If ye can't make things better, wot then? why, let 'em alone. W'en there's no wind, crowd all canvas and ketch wot there is.
Take advice, Bill, an' kape on th' good side av um av ye can. He'll t'row ut into ye wid all manner av dhirty thricks, but howld ye're timper, an' maybe ye'll winter ut out an' maybe ye won't." "What is a bird's-eye game?" Fallon glanced at him sharply. "D'ye mane ye don't know about th' bird's-eye?" he asked. "Not a thing," replied Bill. "Thin listen to me.
'The dogs understand each other. 'I will, so, sez Roberts, 'and I kin shoot a human dog, too." "What's that?" Uncle Mac was on his feet in an instant. "What's that? He said that to the Father? I'll murther him!" "Ye n'adn't," said Ann quietly. "The Father murthered him betther nor ye could, wid an answer. 'Don't let yer bad timper make ye thry to commit suicide, Mr.
"They CAN run, can't they?" said Norah, who was laughing. "Did you hurt yourself, Murty?" "Only me timper," said the Irishman, grinning. "But 'twas enough to make a man angry to see that little omadhaun dancin' an' flapping his arrums f'r all the world loike a monkey on a stick an' pardon to ye, Miss Norah, but I do be forgettin' he's y'r cousin."
I've shut my eyes to a dale av dog's tricks to-day, an' now there must be no more av ut. "'No more we will. Come an' have a dhrink, me son, sez Peg Barney, staggerin' where he stud. Me little orf'cer bhoy kep' his timper. "'You're a sulky swine, you are, sez Peg Barney, an' at that the men in the tent began to laugh. "I tould you me orf'cer bhoy had bowils.
Grasset I worked for, ma'am, an' her that miserable an' cryin' all th' time, just because I had one of me bad timper spells. I should hate t' have one of thim here, Mrs. Fenelby." "Well," said Mr. Fenelby, controlling his righteous indignation as best he could, "what is it you want?" "I want no more of thim tariff doin's!" said Bridget firmly.
This Flora Westwood is no cannibal, but wan o' the purtiest bit craturs I iver had the good luck to set eyes on; as white as a lily, wid cheeks like the rose, not to spake of a smile an' a timper of an angel.
A divil of a timper always both of us had, but the good-nature was with me, and I didn't drink and gamble and carry a pistol. It's ten years since he did the killing, down in Quebec, and I don't suppose the police will get him now. He's been counted dead. I recognised him here the night after I asked her how she liked the name of Finden. She doesn't know that I ever knew him.
"She may be contrairy enough to give the General the gout in his big toe and the twisht in his timper, as often she's done. But she can't make our Miss Nelly marry where she don't like. If you'd put your romantic notions into your scrubbin' now, Miss Higgs; but I suppose it's your name is the matter with you, and you can't help it."
"Axed him, I did, if he'd y'r lave, and he gev me back-answers as free as y' please. I was perfickly calm, an never losht me timper, an' towld him I'd pull him off av the little harse if he'd not the lave to take him; an' he put the comether on me by cantherin' off. So I waited, thinkin' not to worry y', an' that he'd be comin' back; or more be token Bobs widout him, an' small loss.
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