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'I often noticed, said he, 'when a mist id be spreadin', a little brier to look as big, you'd think, as an oak tree; an' same way, in the dimmness iv the nightfall, I often seen a man tremblin' and crassin' himself as if a sperit was before him, at the sight iv a small thorn bush, that he'd leap over with ase if the daylight and sunshine was in it.
Frank if you take my advice, you'll lave their sight; for surely if they brain you on the spot, who could blame them?" "Why ought I lave their sight?" replied Frank. "I tell you all that I had no hand in his death. The gun went off by accident as he was crassin' a wreath o' snow.
'The Lord forbid, says she. 'By jabers, you'd betther, says he, 'or it 'ill be the worse for you, says he; an' wid that he fell to wallopin' the door till he was fairly tired, an' Andy an' his wife crassin' themselves an' sayin' their prayers for the bare life all the time.
"Oh, be gorra, it's well you ever seen me at all, so it is!" "Why," said his father, "what happened you?" "Oh, bedad, a terrible thing all out. As I was crassin' Dunroe Hill, I thramped on hungry grass. First, I didn't know what kem over me, I got so wake; an' every step I wint, 'twas waker an' waker I was growin', till at long last, down I dhrops, an' couldn't move hand or fut.
"Faith, it's a thrue as gospel, your honor. Says I, 'Ellish, you beauty'" "I thought," observed Mr. Eccles, "that she sometimes drew the long bow, Peter." "Oh, murdher alive, sir, it was only in regard of her crassin' in an' whippin' the word out o' my mouth, that I wanted to take a rise out of her. Oh, bedad, sir, no; the crathur's thruth to the backbone, an' farther if I'd say it."
God send we'll all be in glory yet, says the wife, crassin' herself; 'but go to sleep, Thady, for this present. 'I'll sleep with the brave yit, says he. 'Indeed, an' a brave sleep will do you a power o' good, my darlin','says she. 'And it's I that will be the knight! says he. 'All night, if you plaze, Thady, says she. 'None o' your coaxin','says he.
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