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"Why's" come in showers, and all these "why's" require real answers; for the intelligence of children is above all things logical. I will only give one of his sayings as a proof. His grandmother is rather unwell, and every night he tacks on to his prayer these simple words, "Please God make Granny well, because I love her so."
"I do not deal in sentiment; nor is it my business, when a bargain comes to me a bargain in which I can serve my country to inquire into how's and why's." "I grant that, sir," said I. "It is your business, now that the crown with what small profit may go with it lies under your hand, to grasp it for Genoa. But as a soldier and a brave man, you understand that now you must grasp it by force.
"'They've named a perfume afther ye, a shirt waist, a paper collar, a five cint seegar, a lot iv childer. Nay more, a breakfast dish christened f'r ye is on ivry lip. Will I forward th' soot collect? he says. "'No, sind th' bill to me mother, says th' boy. 'An' meet me in th' park at tin, he says. "So 'tis planned to seize th' throne, but it comes to nawthin'." "Why's that?" asked Mr. Hennessy.
"Well, she says so " He went on, dropping his voice: "I say, mother, what's the matter with Amy? Why's she so sick with me? I haven't done anything to offend her, have I?" "Of course not. What a silly boy you are, Martin! Nine, ten, eleven ... There! that's enough for this evening. I'll finish it in another day. You mustn't mind Amy, Martin. She isn't always very well."
"Well, as I swung round into the cutting I nearly ran into a chap on a chestnut quite the Corinthian, with a bit o red riband stuck on his stomach. I brought up sharp on my heels. "'Well, my fine fellow, thinks I, 'what you posing here for? and why's that mare in a lather? But before I could say anything "'Hullo! says he, 'I think I should know that nose.
He lets the youngsters brag away for a while, and then, during a momentary lull, he removes the pipe from his mouth, and remarks, as he knocks the ashes out against the bars: "Well, I had a haul on Tuesday evening that it's not much good my telling anybody about." "Oh! why's that?" they ask.
"Get into bed, effendi," Jeremy advised me, feeding the cue back, since I was in the middle of the stage. "Not into that bed!" I answered, shaking my head solemnly. "That f'ler put snakes in on purpose. Why's he sober when I'm drunk? I won't sleep in bed with sober man. Let him get drun' too, an' both see snakes. Then I'll sleep with him!"
It's Guise-Orlando Guise is the name." "Same thing," remarked the Young Doctor. "They call him Giggles for short. You've seen him of course?" "No, I've been dealing with him so far through a third party. Why's he called Giggles?" asked the Master of Tralee. "Well, you'll know when you see him. He's not cut according to everybody's measure.
I hope you had the sense to tip the head-waiter, or there won't be any table. Funny how these places go up and down in New York. A year ago the whole management would turn out and kiss you if you looked like spending a couple of dollars here. Now it costs the earth to get in at all. 'Why's that? asked Nutty. 'Lady Pauline Wetherby, of course. Didn't you know this was where she danced?
He's an old soldier, and he couldn't cheat us like that." "Well, if he has, I'll tell the Doctor, and have him punished." "You couldn't tell," I said dolefully. "No, I forgot that. Well, let's go and see if he's at home now. Why, he hasn't done any drilling this week! Why's that?"
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