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I am an excellent " It was really marvellous the quality and number of our attainments. French! we wrote and spoke it fluently, a la Ahn. German! of this we possessed a slighter knowledge, it was true, but sufficient for mere purposes of commerce. The love of work! it was a passion with us. Our moral character! it would have adorned a Free Kirk Elder.
The mother in the corner upreared her head and shook her tangled locks. "Teh hell wid him and you," she said, glowering at her daughter in the gloom. Her eyes seemed to burn balefully. "Yeh've gone teh deh devil, Mag Johnson, yehs knows yehs have gone teh deh devil. Yer a disgrace teh yer people, damn yeh. An' now, git out an' go ahn wid dat doe-faced jude of yours.
"Ah, we blokies kin lick deh hull damn Row," said a child, swaggering. Little Jimmie was striving to stanch the flow of blood from his cut lips. Scowling, he turned upon the speaker. "Ah, where deh hell was yeh when I was doin' all deh fightin?" he demanded. "Youse kids makes me tired." "Ah, go ahn," replied the other argumentatively. Jimmie replied with heavy contempt.
The stove had been disturbed on its legs, and now leaned idiotically to one side. A pail had been upset and water spread in all directions. The door opened and Pete appeared. He shrugged his shoulders. "Oh, Gawd," he observed. He walked over to Maggie and whispered in her ear. "Ah, what deh hell, Mag? Come ahn and we'll have a hell of a time."
She'm a gude maid wi' the flowers. There's folks zeem to know the healin' in things. My mother was a rare one for that. 'Ope as yu'll zune be better, zurr. Goo ahn, therr!" Ashurst smiled. "Wi' the flowers!" A flower herself! That evening, after his supper of cold duck, junket, and cider, the girl came in. "Please, auntie says will you try a piece of our Mayday cake?"
"Leastways it's stopped up, and I knows a way down this a-way in and about as nigh as that," went on the speaker, in the same level voice. "Where do you live?" they asked him. "I lives back in the pines here a piece." "How long have you lived here?" "About twenty-three years, I b'leeves; 'ats what my mother says." "You know all the country about here?" "Ought to." "Been in the army?" "Ahn hahn."
"Come out in deh hall, Mary Murphy, damn yeh, if yehs want a row. Come ahn, yeh overgrown terrier, come ahn." She began to kick the door with her great feet. She shrilly defied the universe to appear and do battle. Her cursing trebles brought heads from all doors save the one she threatened. Her eyes glared in every direction. The air was full of her tossing fists.
Nothing sillier, nothing more useless for the purpose will he ever discover. He will smack his lips over the book, as a puppy licks up blacking." The author, sacrificing art to greed, consented. They altered the title and added a vocabulary, but left the book otherwise as it was. The result is known to every schoolboy. "Ahn" became the palladium of English philological education.
"Ah, youse can't fight, Blue Billie! I kin lick yeh wid one han'." "Ah, go ahn," replied Billie again. "Ah," said Jimmie threateningly. "Ah," said the other in the same tone. They struck at each other, clinched, and rolled over on the cobble stones. "Smash 'im, Jimmie, kick deh damn guts out of 'im," yelled Pete, the lad with the chronic sneer, in tones of delight.
He had worked hard and faithfully to complete the job, and now that only one level mile remained to be railed, would they send the old man down the hill? "I will not budge," said Foy, facing his friends; "an' when you gentlemen ar-re silibratin' th' vict'ry at the top o' the hill ahn Chuesday nixt, Hugh Foy'll be wood ye. Do you moind that, now?"
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