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"New idea," he volunteered, "brand new idea. Jes' caught it no trouble at all. Came right up an' I patted it on the head. It's mine. 'Brien's drunk beashly drunk. Shame damn shame learn'm lesshon. Trash Pearly's boat. Put 'Brien in Pearly's boat. Casht off let her go down Yukon. 'Brien wake up in mornin'. Current too strong can't row boat 'gainst current mush walk back. Come back madder 'n hatter.
"I will," said Lord Tathenham. "In hundreds?" said the sharp Irishman. "Very well," said Lord Tathenham; and the bet was booked. "You didn't know, I suppose," said the successful viscount, "that Dot Blake has bought Brien Boru?" "And who the devil's Dot Blake?" said Lord Tathenham. "Oh! you'll know before May's over," said the viscount.
'It has paid; not a doubt about it. Whether it's played out or not, I'm not so sure. But Ahalala is a working-man's diggings, not a master's, such as Crinkett is now. Of course Crinkett has a down on Ahalala. 'Your friend Jack Brien didn't seem to think much of the place, said Dick. 'Poor Jack is one of them who never has a stroke of luck.
They crossed the plain which lies to the north of Dublin, and encamped at Kilmainham, where Roderick when he besieged the city, and Brien before the battle of Clontarf, had pitched their tents of old. The English and Anglo-Irish forces, under the eye of their Prince, marched out to dislodge them, in four divisions.
And then he spoke of Brien Boru, and informed Lord Ballindine that that now celebrated nag was at the head of the list of the Derby horses; that it was all but impossible to get any odds against him at all; that the whole betting world were talking of nothing else; that three conspiracies had been detected, the object of which was to make him safe that is, to make him very unsafe to his friends; that Scott's foreman had been offered two thousand to dose him; and that Scott himself slept in the stable with him every night, to prevent anything like false play.
Cormuc; the renowned Brien Boru; Tireldach, king of Connaught; M'Murrough, king of Leinster; Diarmod; Righ-Damnha; Labra-Loing-seach; Tighermas; Ollamh-Foldha; the M'Giolla-Pha-draigs; or even the great William of Ogham; and by this declaration we have no fear of giving offence to any but rusty antiquaries.
It appears pretty certain, now, that Brien Boru is not the property of the gentleman in whose name he has run; but that he is owned by a certain noble lord, well known on the Irish turf, who has lately, however, been devoting his time to pursuits more pleasant and more profitable than the cares of the stable pleasant and profitable as it doubtless must be to win the best race of the year.
Two days after the hunt in which poor Goneaway was killed by Barry's horse, Ballindine received the following letter from his friend Dot Blake. Limmer's Hotel, 27th March, 1844. Dear Frank, I and Brien, and Bottom, crossed over last Friday night, and, thanks to the God of storms, were allowed to get quietly through it.
My contemplated journey to the Marquesas Islands was to them a foolish and dangerous labor for no good reason. The trip to Papeete from Mataiea by motor-car took only an hour and a half, and I was in another world, on the camphorwood chest at the Tiare hotel, by five o'clock. "Mais, Brien, you long time go district!" exclaimed Lovaina. "What you do so long no see you?
He was a fat, jolly fellow, always laughing, and usually in a good humour; he was very fond of what he considered the world; and the world, at least that part of it which knew him, returned the compliment. "Well, my lord," said he, after a few minutes of got-up enthusiasm respecting Brien Boru, "I congratulate you, sincerely." "What about?" said Lord Ballindine.
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