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Updated: June 18, 2025
"I'll not quit my nor-aist coorse for the king of Ingland, nor Bonyparty into the bargain. Bad cess to you, do you think I've nothin' to do but plaze you?" Again he was hailed. "Oh! bad luck to the toe I'll go to you." Another hail. "Spake loudher you'd betther," said Barny, jeeringly, still holding on his course. A gun was fired ahead of him.
"What!" replied the farithee, "is it wid-out either aitin' or dhrinkin'? Why, the girsha's beside herself! Alley, aroon, get him the linin'* an' a sup to tighten his elbow." * Linin' lining, so eating and drinking are often humorously termed by the people. The good woman instantly went to provide refreshments for the musician. "Come, girls," said Barny, "will yez get me a scythe or a handsaw."
If you get a lase of it at a fair rint, I'll buy another horse, any how. Isn't that doin' the thing dacent'?" "More power to you, Ellish! I'll hold you a crown, I pay you the price o' the horse afore this time twelvemonth." "Done! The sarra be off me but done! an' here's Barny Dillon an' Katty Hacket to bear witness." "Sure enough we will," said Barny, the servant.
"Whisht, you omadhaun!" said Barny, "or I'll cut the tongue out o' you. Now mind me, Pether. You don't undherstan' navigashin and the varrious branches o' knowledge, an' so all you have to do is to folly the ship when I get into her, an' I'll show you the way home."
"By dad," says Barny, "they may rack their brains a long time before they'll make out a purtier invintion than potteen, that rum may do very well for thim that has the misforthin' not to know betther; but the whiskey is a more nathral sper't accordin' to my idays." In this, as in most other of Barny's opinions, Peter and Jemmy coincided.
"O, as for that matther," said Barny, "the same high-road sarves a coach and four and a lowback car, the thravellin' tinker an' a lord a' horseback." "That's very true," said the captain, "but the cases are not the same, Paddy, and I can't conceive what the devil brings you here." "And who ax'd you to consayve anything about it?" asked Barny, somewhat sturdily.
In such half-muttered exclamations, did Barny apostrophize each well-known point of his native shore, and when opposite the harbor of Kinsale, he spoke the hooker that was somewhat astern, and ordered Jemmy and Peter to put in there, and tell Molly immediately that he was come back, and would be with her as soon as he could, after piloting the ship into Cove.
"It is not in these seas." "O, and that's all you know about it," says Barny. "You're a small craft to be so far at sea. I suppose you have provisions on board?" "To be sure we have; throth if we hadn't, this id be a bad place to go a beggin'." "What have you eatable?" "The finest o' scalpeens." "What are scalpeens?"
Push on, your reverence; you have the divil and the parson against you, for the one's drivin' on the other." "Cross the corner of the Barny Mother's meadow, Mr. Lucre, and wheel in at the garden ditch; your horse can do it, although you ride the heaviest weight. Lay on him, sir, and think of Protestant Ascendancy. King William against Popery and wooden shoes; hurra!"
"Bring us in a quart, Barny," said Dolan to Brady, whom on this occasion we must designate as the host; "and let it be rale hathen." "What do you mane, Tim?" replied the host. "I mane," continued Dolan, "stuff that was never christened, man alive." "Thin I'll bring you the same that Father Maguire got last night on his way home afther anointin' 'ould Katty Duffy," replied Brady.
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