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I cried, and we moved on; but I saw that Pat sat his saddle as a sick man does, bending down, and occasionally swaying from side to side. I was afraid that he would fall off. "Never fear, Masther David," he said, "I'll catch hold of the mane before it comes to that, and shure I can stick on as well as Dan O'Rourke when he had got a skinful of the crayther."
"I am sorry to vex your lady mother, Nora," he said; "and upon my soul, child, you must get me well as quick as possible. We must prove to her that we are in the right that we must." "Have a dhrop of the crayther, your honor," said Hannah, now coming forward.
Strange to say, though I was so much younger, I bore them better than he did. Pat, I must confess, at times had been too fond of "the crayther," which had, I concluded, somewhat weakened his constitution. He frequently did not appear to know what we were doing or where we were going, and spoke as if we were out only on a day's shooting excursion.
"How do you know about it?" "A little bird told me," replied Hannah. "This is what it said: 'Find out if Miss Nora, the bonniest and handsomest young lady in the place, has kept her word to Andy. Have you done it, Miss Nora? for it's word I have got to take the crayther, and this very night, too." "Where?" said Nora. "Where are you going to meet him?"
I did what I could for him, but that little failed. You can tell him that if you like." "But is it in earnest you are, Miss Nora? Do you mane to say that you'll let the poor crayther have the roof taken off his cabin? Do you mane it miss?" "I wouldn't have the roof taken off his cabin," said Nora; "but father is away, and he is Andy's landlord, and Andy has done something to displease him.
"So ye tur-rned in an' give th' crayther himsilf a foight an' ye win ut? An' phwat does th' gir-rl think av ut?" "What!" "Th' gir-rl. Is she proud av ye? Or is she wan av thim that thinks ut aisy to quit be just lavin' ut alone? For, sure, ut niver intered th' head av man let alone a McKim, to tur-rn ag'in' liquor, lessen they was a gir-rl at th' bottom av ut.
Ye can make up your mind that there's some way leading into this cavern, which nobody knows anything about, excepting this wild creature, and, if we let him alone, he'll go out again, showing us the path." "I should think if he knew the route some of the Indians would learn it." "So anybody would think; but the crayther has not given 'em the chance so how can they larn it?
Isn't it just delicious? Come along, and let's talk to this poor old Irish beggar." "Oh, but he doesn't look at all pleasant," said Molly, backing a little. "Bless the crayther, but he is pleasant," said Nora. "I must go and have a chat with him."
At that Mike said: "Sure, Captain, it's meself that has a pairt of me rations lift, and Oi'll go and get it for the poor crayther, and Oi'll bring the horses at the same toime," and he started off muttering to himself, "Ah, them Apaches, the dhirty divils; I'd like to kill ivery wan o' thim."
All night longee he cly wail." "Hear the malee. What's that?" "Biggee fowl like tulkey. Saloo heal him. Make moan likee man go die." "Och, thair was that, thrue enough. I heerd something scramin' all the night. I thought it might be a banshee, if thair is that crayther in this counthry. A bird, you say? What of that? Its squalling won't give us any iggs, nor lade to its nest nayther."
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