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Updated: May 7, 2025
They've not bin runnin' in the mill for several days, and've carted off ivery bit of the male they ground. We're nigh starved oursilves, but we've had a lovely little foight, and we forgive ye's for not coming airlier. Oi wouldn't 've missed that last rush on thim divil's for a month's double rations."
Fernando, now that the nervous strain was over, sank back in the boat, almost completely exhausted. "Fernando, ye did it illegintly," said the young Irishman. "Will he die?" "Not unless the doctors kill him trying to dig it out." "I hope they won't." "What the divil's the difference? Before this toime next year, we'll be shootin' redcoats for sport."
The place had the same appearance as the one to which I had been taken by Dicky Nahl. "A fine night, Mother Borton," said Corson cheerily, as he was the first to enter, and then added under his breath, " for the divil's business." Mother Borton stared at him with a black look and muttered a curse. "Good evening," I hastened to say.
"Then, Skinadre, I'll tell you I'll tell you, sarra," we ought to add here, that Harte was a first-rate mimic, and was now doing a drunken man, "I'll tell you, sarra that person was Nelson on the top of the monument in Sackville street no no I'm wrong; I could make poor ould Horace drunk any time, an' often did an' many a turn-tumble he got off the monument at night, and the divil's own throuble I had in gettin' him up on it before mornin', bekaise you all know he'd be cashiered, or, any way, brought to coort martial for leavin' his po-po-post."
"I tould you before that they led the divil's life, and that was nothing but God's truth; and according as they got into greater poverty it was worse.
Weren't you pointed out to me the night o' the divil's bonfire, that your mother, they say, got up for you; and didn't I see you since spakin' to that skamin' blaggard, Caterine Collins, my niece, that takes many a penny out o' my hands; and didn't I know that you couldn't be talkin' to her about anything that was good. Troth, you're not your mother's son or you'll be comin' to me as well as her.
The Divil's Mass is ten times worse, an' Peg Barney was singin' ut, whackin' the tent-peg on the head wid his boot for each man that he cursed. A powerful big voice had Peg Barney, an' a hard swearer he was whin sober.
Then he got a hammer and sledge out of the engine tool-box, and after hooking up the safety-chain couplings between the private car and the 1010, he crippled the points of the hooks with the hammer so that they could not be disengaged without the use of force and the proper tools. "There ye are, ye ould divil's band-wagon," he said, apostrophizing the private car when his work was done.
Get up, you hog!" sez I, louder, for I heard the wheels av a thrap in the dark; "get up an' light your lamps, or you'll be run into!" This was on the road to the Railway Station. "Fwhat the divil's this?" sez the Capt'n's voice in the dhark, an' I could judge he was in a lather av rage.
"Whin a bad egg is shut av the Army, he sings the Divil's Mass for a good riddance; an' that manes swearin' at ivrything from the Commandher-in-Chief down to the Room-Corp'ril, such as you niver in your days heard. Some men can swear so as to make green turf crack! Have you iver heard the Curse in an Orange Lodge?
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