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"You're havin' a gol derned pile of fun with me," he said, sheepishly. "Wal, sail right in an' have it. I kin stand it." "Begobs! it's nivver a bit roight at all, at all," said a boy with a rich Irish brogue, and Barney Mulloy pushed his Dutch friend aside. "Av it's a soldier yure goin' to be, me b'y, it's instructions in military tictacks you nade.
Pathrick ye are, and he drove all the shnakes out av Oireland. Hereafther you're St. Buck, begobs!" "St. Buck is a heap good," laughed the Westerner, as he shook hands with his old friends, removed his broad-brimmed Stetson, and made a sweeping bow to the girls. "Mrs.
"You'll lose your head, man," answered Slatin. "Don't be a fool." "I'm keepin' to what me godfathers and godmothers swore for me," answered Macnamara stubbornly. "You must pretend for a while, or you'll be dead in an hour and myself too." "You that's a different nose on me face," answered Macnamara. "But suppose I buck when I get into the mosque no, begobs, I'll not be doin' it!"
"Had one faction made a deal with the Republicans?" "Begobs," said Dennis, "it's the leaders an' the papers are just afther discoverin' there is a sixth ward, an' it's Misther Stirling's made them do it." The chief party leaders had stayed over at Saratoga, but Peter had a call from Costell before the week was out.
Begobs, Ephie, ye know how to do business all roight, all roight!" "And as a railroad construction boss," grinned Gallup, "yeou're right up to date, Barney. Yeou handled your end of the business slick as a whistle while I was lookin' arter my end. I wonder what they're stoppin' here for?" The train was pulling up at a junction.
"It's logic, begobs!" put in Mulloy. "You both know," pursued Frank, "that the loss of a few hundred dollars on a baseball game would not mean a great deal to me. I might have made a wager with Casper Silence. Had I lost the bet, it would not have brought immediate hardship or deprivation on any one. It was not the mere loss of a hundred or a thousand dollars that restrained me.
"Oi think he's becomin' acquainted wid himself." "Yeou ain't gut nuthin' to say!" snapped Eph. "Yeou wanted to make a bet with Mr. Silent, didn't ye?" "Oi did," nodded Barney. "Av it hadn't been for Frankie to kape me sinsible, Oi'd cracked up me money on the shpot. It's Frankie whot's got the livel head, Gallup. The rest av us are chumps, begobs!" "I guess, by gum, that's correct!" nodded Eph.
"Shure," said Dennis, "an' if they do, what then? Sometimes a man finds a full-grown woman, fine, an' sweet, an' strong, an' helpful to him, an' he comes to love her big like. But does that make him forget his old weak mother, who's had a hard life av it, yet has done her best by him? Begobs! If he forgot her, he wouldn't be the man to make a good husband.
Morton, with a little toss of her head. "Extremely is not quite the word, madam," he replied, with a bow. "Absorbingly pleasant is far better." At intervals during the meal the sound of plaintive, doleful music floated in through the open windows. "Sounds like a baby squawking," observed Ephraim Gallup. "Begobs! Oi thought it was some wan playing on bagpoipes," observed Barney Mulloy.
"Bosh! Look at me," rejoined Sibley. "Drink women nit! Not for me! I've got no vice. I don't even smoke." "No vice? Begobs, yours has got you like a tire on a wheel! Vice what do you call gamblin'? It's the biggest vice ever tuk grip of a man. It's like a fever, and it's got you, John, like the nail on your finger." "Well, p'r'aps, he's got that vice too.
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