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"Well," said he, "that's better than cowld bog wather; how would the rich like to see their sick childre put on cowld wather and cowld pratees? But who cares for the rich, for the rich doesn't care about huz; but no matther, white-head if you'll only just open your eyes and spake to me, I'll give you the cock."
"'Tis no news to me," said Terence, stamping his feet on the flinty ground; "wasn't it Davy that pointed him out to us and the hair liftin' from his head six months since?" "Und you like schwimmin', yes?" said Swein Poulsson, his face like the rising sun with the cold. "Swimmin', is it?" said Terence, "sure, the divil made worse things than wather. And Hamilton's beyant."
So I guv 'em the run o' the pantry. What'll yer plaze to dhrink, sur?" "What have you got?" "Tay and coffee, sur, not to mintion wather. There's only flour an' salt pork to ait, for this is a bad place for game. I've not seed a bird or a bear for three weeks, an' the seals is too cute for me. But I'll bring ye the best that we've got."
"Come on, my little girl," added he, taking Nannie's trembling hand, "I'll get the wather for ye;" and taking up the pail, he filled it, and carried it quite to the child's room. "It's a purty place ye have here," said he, looking from the windows, "and a nice little sister," as Nannie took the waking child from the cradle.
He introduced a timprance lecturer that towld the boys the poteen was pizenin' thim, an' 'twas wather they must dhrink. Ha! Ha! Will I tell ye what owld Sheela Maguire said to the timprance man?" I admitted a delirious delight in discursive digression. "The timprance man had a wondherful glass that made iverything a thousand million times as big. What's this he called it?
Raften went over to his old partner and said: "Caleb, air ye hurrt? It's me it's Bill Raften. Air ye hurrt?" Caleb rolled his eyes and looked around. Yan came over now and knelt down. "Are you hurt, Mr. Clark?" He shook his head and pointed to his chest. "He's got his wind knocked out," Raften explained; "he'll be all right in a minute or two. Guy, bring some wather."
An' he give O'Grady's ghost a treminjous wallop on th' head. Now, whether it was th' wather or th' wallop, I'll not tell ye; but, annyhow, th' ghost give wan yell an' disappeared. An' th' very next Sundah, whin Father Kelly wint into th' pulpit at th' gospel, he read th' names iv Roger Kickham Flaherty an' Mary Ann O'Grady." "Did the ghost ever come back?" asked Mr. McKenna. "Niver," said Mr.
The widow curtsied ceremoniously, and wished Mr. Daly good morning, and he was equally civil in his salutation. "Mr Daly's going to have us all before the assizes, mother. We'll never get off without the treadmill, any way: it's well av' the whole kit of us don't have to go over the wather at the queen's expense." "The Lord be good to us;" said the widow, crossing herself.
I tuk off me pork, and comminced me breakfast, when sez she to me, sez she, 'Ye don't ate it widout gravy, do ye? 'Gravy, is it? sez I. 'Nobody iver heard of gravy here, sez I. 'Thin it's toime, sez she, an' she poured off the fat, an' crumbled a bit of cracker in the pan, an' put in some wather, an' whin I thought the ould thing 'ud blow up for the shteam it made, she poured the gravy on me plate yes, she did."
"Oh, divil a taste," says Larry; "I'm only shuttin' my eyes," says he, "to keep out the parfume o' the tibacky smoke, that's makin' them wather," says he. 'Well, when my father seen spakin' was no use, he went on with his story.
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