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"Sure, an' ar'n't you from Amerikay?" "Yes; and what then?" "Well, I say I was waitin' for some ship or other from Amerikay, that ud be wantin' me. It's to Ireland you're goin'?" "Yes." "Well, I suppose you'll be wantin' a pilot," said Barny. "Yes, when we get in shore, but not yet." "O, I don't want to hurry you," said Barny. "What port are you a pilot of?"
No doubt he had heard much of the ignorance of the uncivilised English, but this beat the record. Not to know that Tralee was on the sea, not to know that the little port frowned o'er the wild Atlantic main, as Mr. Micawber would have said. He struggled for a moment with his emotion and then said, "Musha, the next parish is Amerikay!"
'Ah, you warn't born yesterday, rejoined Nim, showing his yellow teeth, which seemed individually made and set after the pattern of his father's. 'You're a smart man, I guess raised in Amerikay, an' no mistake. 'But come, Andy, said Arthur, 'tell us where you caught these fine trout? You've altogether made a brilliant effort to-day in the purveying line: the cakes are particularly good.
We've all the same cut of the jib, have we not, Father?" Poor John laughed heartily, till the tears rolled down his cheeks. "We were always a well-favoured fam'ly," said John, recomposing himself. "There was Luke, but he's gone; and Harry, but he's dead too; and Dick, but he's in Amerikay no, he's here; and my darling Nora, but " "Hush!" interrupted Mrs. Avenel; "hush, John!"
I ups wi' a hatchet when I saw as I were fast a-board a man-o'-war standing out for sea it were in t' time o' the war wi' Amerikay, an' I could na stomach the thought o' being murdered i' my own language so I ups wi' a hatchet, and I says to Bill Watson, says I, "Now, my lad, if thou'll do me a kindness, I'll pay thee back, niver fear, and they'll be glad enough to get shut on us, and send us to old England again.
I ups wi' a hatchet when I saw as I were fast a-board a man-o'-war standing out for sea it were in t' time o' the war wi' Amerikay, an' I could na stomach the thought o' being murdered i' my own language so I ups wi' a hatchet, and I says to Bill Watson, says I, "Now, my lad, if thou'll do me a kindness, I'll pay thee back, niver fear, and they'll be glad enough to get shut on us, and send us to old England again.
Parnell wint over to France an' Amerikay, an' explained to thim how the English was oppressin' and ruinin' the poor Irish people; an' whin the Saxon seen he was found out, an' whin the Americans sent thousands an' thousands of pounds to pay the cliverist men in Ireland to fight the English in Parlimint, thin the English begun to give us back part of what they robbed us of.
We've all the same cut of the jib, have we not, Father?" Poor John laughed heartily, till the tears rolled down his cheeks. "We were always a well-favoured fam'ly," said John, recomposing himself. "There was Luke, but he's gone; and Harry, but he's dead too; and Dick, but he's in Amerikay no, he's here; and my darling Nora, but " "Hush!" interrupted Mrs. Avenel; "hush, John!"
But I s'pose he's still in Amerikay. Well, well, this will buy clothes for you." "No; you must keep it all, Mother, and put it in the Savings Bank." "I 'm not quite so silly as that," cried Mrs. Fairfield, with contempt; and she put the L50 into a cracked teapot. "It must not stay there when I 'm gone. You may be robbed, Mother." "Dear me, dear me, that's true. What shall I do with it?
"But you will be home before Jane and her husband Mark come? How ever she could marry a common carpenter!" "Yes," said John, "he is a carpenter; but he has a vote, and that strengthens the family interest. If Dick was not gone to Amerikay, there would be three on us. But Mark is a real good Blue! A Lonnoner, indeed! a Yellow from Lonnon beat my Lord and the Blues! Ha, ha!" "But, John, this Mr.
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