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Updated: June 11, 2025
"Can you tell me, my fair Castillian," sed I this mornin, to a young Spaniard from Tipperary, who was blackin boots in the washroom "can you tell me what those Hearse is kept standin out there for?" "Well, you see our Bar bisness is great. You've no idee of the number of People who drink at our Bar durin a day. You see those Hearse is necessary."
He wouldn't have minded it so much, only it belonged to his grandfather, a noble count, who made boots for a livin'." "I don't believe he had a fiddle at all," said Tim. "That's where your forgetfulness comes in," said Dick "Have you forgot the lickin' I gave you last summer for stealin' my blackin' box?" "You didn't lick me," said Tim. "Then I'll lick you harder next time," said Dick.
"O well, I thought it stood to rayson, as I heerd of Japan blackin', sir, that it would be there it kem from; besides, as the blacks themselves, the naygers, I mane, is in them parts." "The negroes are in Africa, Paddy, much nearer to us." "God betune us and harm. I hope I would not be too near them," said Barny. "Why, what's your objection?"
"Shine your boots, sir?" said Dick to a gentleman just passing. "Not now; I'm in a hurry." "Blackin' boots is good exercise," continued Dick, answering the doubt in Phil's face. "I do it for the benefit of my health, thus combinin' profit with salubriousness." "I can't understand such long words," said Phil. "I don't know much English."
Dey'll free you," and Uncle Billy's voice rose in prophetic tones "an you'll keep on blackin' boots! Go 'long now, you low-down, dollar-an'-a-quarter nigger!" as Jeems Henry backed away. "Go long wid yo' Yankee marsters and git yo' freedom an' a blackin' brush."
"Fery coot, my chilt, Jeannie; but young Malcolm and old Tuncan hasn't made teir prayers yet, and you know fery well tat she won't sell pefore she's made her prayers. Tell your mother tat she'll pe bringin' ta blackin' when she comes to look to ta lamp." The child ran off without response.
"You look nobby," said Jim. "Where's your brush?" "I've give up the blackin' business," said Micky. "You have? What are you going to do? Sell papers?" "No," said Micky, consequentially. "I'm in business on Pearl Street." "Why," said Limpy Jim, surprised, "that's where that upstart Ragged Dick works." "He aint an upstart, an' he aint ragged," said Micky.
"Dat time when the Yanks was goin' to Augusta, an I went to black my Marster's boot, he'd give us a two-cent peice, big as a quarter for boot blackin, I say, 'Marster who is dem soldiers? An he say to me, 'Dey's de Yankees, come to try to take you awy from me. An I say, 'Looks like to me Marster, ef'n dey wants to take us dey'd arsk you fer us. Marster laughed and say, 'Boy!
"No," replied the stranger, "I do not; but I hope you will tell me." "I'm Christ," replied Rody; "and, upon my word, if you don't get out o' this, I'll work a miracle on you." "Why," asked the stranger, "what will you do?" "Troth, I'll turn you into a blackin' brush, and polish my shoes wid you. You were at Barney's death, too."
I'll go a shoe-blackin' to-morror I will. Mat. Did you ever black a shoe, Bill? Bill. I tried a boot oncet when Jim wor a blackin' for a day or two. But I made nothink on it nothink worth mentionin'. The blackin' or som'at was wrong. The gen'leman said it wur coal-dust, an he'd slog me, an' adwised me to go an' learn my trade. Mat. And what did you say to that? Bill.
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