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"Wid every respect for you both, sir," replied Paddy, "I must think of my own flesh and blood, my childre, and grand-childre, and great-grand-childre, before I think of either you or him. The day, sir, you made me tipsy, and sent me on your own car for the lease, I would a given it but then, they wouldn't let me at home, and so, on thinking-it over "
I'm now goin' fast into age myself; my hair is grayer than your own, and I could take it to my death," said the honest fellow, while a tear or two ran slowly down his cheek; "that, exceptin' one o' my own childre', an' may God spare them to me! I couldn't feel more sorrow at the fate of any one livin', than at Connor's.
"I hope I always struv to do my duty, Bryan, towards God an' my childre', and my fellow-creatures; an' for that raison I'm not frightened at death. An', Bryan, listen to the words of your dyin' mother "
"Keep silence, now," he proceeded, addressing the others, "and bring the coffin to the hearse at wanst. And may God strengthen and support you all, for it's I that knows your loss; but like a good mother as she was, she has left none but good and dutiful childre' behind her."
"Why, you axed me and you were makin' game of it at the time whether Teetotallism would put a shirt or a coat to your back a house over your head give you a bed to lie on, or blankets to keep you and the childre from shiverin', an' coughin', an' barkin' in the could of the night? Don't you remember sayin' this?" "I think I do; ay, I remember something about it now.
Och, but it's well for the O'Donohoes that their landlord lives at home among themselves, for may the heavens look down on me, I wouldn't know where to find mine, if one sight of him 'ud save me an' my childre from the grave! The Agent even, he lives in Dublin, an' how could I lave my sick boy, an' small girshas by themselves, to go a hundre miles, an' maybe not see him afther all.
I have my Jeanne to look at, that I have not seen for five-and-twenty years. I shall sleep fast enough anon. Daughter, art thou a happy woman, or no?" Lady Basset answered by a shake of the head. "Why, what aileth thee? Is it thy baron, or thy childre?" "I have no child, Mother." The Countess heard the regretful yearning of the tone. "Thank the saints," she said. "Thou wert better.
We han done our best to gi' the childer* food, howe'er we pinch ourselves." *Wickliffe uses "childre" in his Apology, page 26. "Han ye had no money fra' th' town?" "What concord HAN light and dark." "No; my master is Buckinghamshire born; and he's feared the town would send him back to his parish, if he went to th' board; so we've just borne on in hope o' better times.
"Never mind," replied Toal; "I'll first soften him a little on the cordial, and then make him tip the punch openly and before faces, like a man." "Troth, it's a sin," observed Moonoy, who began to disrelish the project; "if it was only on account of his wife an' childre." Toal twisted his misshapen mouth into still greater deformity at this observation
An' the childre's all up finely, boys an' girls?" "Throth, they are, Bridget, as good-lookin' a family o' childre as you'd wish to see. An' what is betther, they're as good as they're good-lookin'." "Throth, they couldn't but be that, if they tuck at all afther their father an' mother.
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