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Updated: June 26, 2025
"I'll be drinkin' condinsed spirits an' 'atin' hay-cake whip the vultures do be peckin' at what's lift uv ye whip the Subadar's done wid ye. I'd a drame about ye last noight, William Connor dear three times I dramed it." Suddenly Connor's face was clouded. "Whist, thin, Coolin," said he hoarsely.
'Ay, little Tim Macavoy, he says, says he, 'you've bin 'atin' the husks av idleness long enough; when are you goin' to buckle to? You had a kingdom and ye guv it up, says he; 'take a field, get a plough, and buckle to, says he, 'an' turn back no more' like that, says Father Corraine; and I thinkin' all the time 'twas the want o' me belt he was drivin' at."
"If a man speaks before I address him, I'll brain him!" shouted Madden. "Hogan, what happened?" "If you plaze, Misther Madden, Misther Smith came in and asked iv'rybody to stip forward and quit atin' up th' grub. Galton was mad innyway, an' had a glass o' whiskey in his hand. 'Quit atin'! yills Galton.
They'll be some chance f'r a man with Swift over there; but, if this here Winter wint in, ye cudden't stand acrost La Salle Sthreet an' hand him a peach on th' end iv a window pole, he says. "Will he lose his job? Not much, Jawn. That la-ad 'll be swingin' bridges an' throwin' away th' crust iv his pie whin you an' me are atin' ha-ard coal. He will that. But what do I care?
'He's a thraitor, says a third. 'A base th' soup kitchen! A base th' caafe! says they; an' they seize th' unfortunate Duclose, an' bate him an' upset his kettles iv broth. Manetime where's Cap Dhry-fuss? Off in his comfortable cage, swingin' on th' perch an' atin' seed out iv a small bottle stuck in th' wire.
"Oh! there agin with your tin days but it's no use; yez understand me well enough, but yez don't want to bring the banes." "He tells you there is no more," said Raoul. "Oh! the desavin' Judas! and five hundred ov thim grazers atin' over beyant there. No more banes! oh, the lie!" "Frijoles no hay," said the Mexican, guessing at the purport of Chane's remarks.
There was no one to mend 'em for me, and I'm more used to the hoe than the needle." "I will sew up some of the holes when you're gone to bed, Andy. Are you sure you're well, lad?" "Well, mother? Jist wait till you see me atin', mother. You'll think I've got a healthy appetite." "I never thought, Andy. The poor lad must be hungry. Mary, see what there is in the closet."
Andy bid fair to be no mean chef-de-cuisine, if his experiments always resulted so favourably as in the present instance. 'An' the whole of it is, Misther Robert, that this Canada is a counthry where the very best of atin' and dhrinkin' is to be had for the throuble of pickin' it up. 'All true, Andy, quite true, said his master, with a little sigh. 'Hard work will get a man anything here.
Nachrally they can't tear off very far or they wudden't hear th' whistle whin it blew to call thim back. F'r a week or two they spind their avenin's larnin' th' profissyon iv baggageman, atin' off thrunks be day an sleepin' on thim be night.
Betther to hear thim yellin' in th' sthreet thin th' sound iv th' docthor's gig at th' dure. "Well, Jawn, things wint fr'm bad to worse. All th' beer in th' house was mulled; an' Mrs. Dinny Hogan her that was Odelia O'Brien burned her face atin' ice-crame down be th' Italyan man's place, on Halsthed Sthreet. 'Twas no sthrange sight to see an ice-wagon goin' along th' sthreet on fire McCarthy!
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