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The landlord's at us every day for his rint, an' we owe for the two last kegs we got, but hasn't a rap to meet aither o' thim; an' enough due to us if we could get it together: an' whisper, Condy, atween ourselves, that's what ails Pettier, although he doesn't wish to let an to any one about it." "Well, but you know I'm safe, Ellish?"

Every point of her character was discussed freely, and the comparisons instituted between her and Peter were anything but flattering to the intellect of her husband. "An' so Ellish is whipped off, Larry," said a neighbor to one of Peter's laboring men, "Faix, an' the best feather in their wing is gone." "Ay, sure enough, Risthard, you may say that. It was her cleverness made them what they are.

Peter Connell, of the cross-roads, Merchant, on one part and of the soul of Mrs. Ellish Connell, now in purgatory, Merchantess, on the other.

"Indeed, thin, but middlin', not gettin' her health: she'll soon give the crow a puddin', any way; thin, Ellish, you thief, I'm in for the yallow boys. Do you know thim that came in wid me?" "Why, thin, I can't say I do. Who are they, Condy?" "Why one o' them's a bachelor to my sisther Norah, a very dacent boy, indeed him wid the frieze jock upon him, an' the buckskin breeches.

"Well, my dear listen to me," continued the priest "can you not make the best confession possible? Could you calm yourself for it?" "Pether, avick machree Pether," "Ellish, avourneen, I'm here! my darlin', I am your vick machree, an' ever was. Oh, Father! my heart's brakin'! I can't bear to part wid her. Father of heaven, pity us this day of throuble?"

Had Peter been married to a woman of a disposition resembling his own, it is probable that he would have sunk into indolence, filth, and poverty, these miseries might have soured their tempers, and driven them into all the low excesses and crimes attendant upon pauperism. Ellish, however, had sufficient spirit to act upon Peter's natural indolence, so as to excite it to the proper pitch.

One always does betther when it's known that they're not strugglin'. There's Nelly Cummins, an' her customers is lavin' her, an' dalin' wid me, bekase she's goin' down in business. Ay an', Pether, ahagur, it's the way o' the world." "Well but, Ellish, don't you be givin' Nelly Cummins the harsh word, or lanin' too heavily upon her, the crathur, merely in regard that she is goin' down.

Get up, I say agin, afore I take the stick to you!" "Why, thin, all sorts o' fortune to you, Condy ha, ha, ha! but you're the sarra's pet, for there's no escapin' you. What was that I hard atween you an' Ellish?" said Peter, getting up. "The sarra matther to you. If you behave yourself, we may let you into the wrong side o' the sacret afore you die.

The progress of his prosperity, dating it from so small a beginning, was decidedly slow. He owed it principally to the careful habits of Ellish, and his own sobriety. He was prudent enough to avoid placing any sign in his window, by which his house could be known as a shebeen; for he was not ignorant that there is no class of men more learned in this species of hieroglyphics than excisemen.

Ellish, who thought it necessary to attend, had been standing for some time directing them how to proceed; her dress was rather thin, and the hour, which was about twilight, chilly, for it was the middle of autumn. Upon returning home she found herself cold, and inclined to shiver.

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