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"On your oath you don't know whether he was drunk or not?" "He war screwed; divil a doubt of that; but thin, he could walk I wouldn't call him dhrunk." "Wasn't he nearer being so than you'd seen him for many months?" "Faix, he war. I didn't see him so bad since Leitrim fair, two years back." "And now you say, that at the wedding, the prisoner promised in a day or two to meet the same boys at Mrs.
Faix, we was givin' lessons in it to all mankind whin th' dom raggety-britched tattherdemalions iv Scotchmen hadn't th' dacincy to wear kilts, even, but wint about bare to th' four winds iv hivin, a barbarious race lower nor a Digger Injun, a scandal to God, man, and faymales black and white." "Well, maybe you're right about them old times, Corney," admitted McHale, with an innocent face.
"Why, seven months are not long passing." "Thrue for you, in throth," said Barny, with a shrug of his shoulders. "Faix, it's myself knows, to my sorrow, the half year comes round mighty suddint, and the lord's agint comes for the thrifle o' rent." "Then what's your objection, as to the time?" asked the captain.
Faix, and the same was a forced play, me bein' the height I am, and her over six fut. 'I love yez, I sez; 'say yez love me!" "Well, what did she say?" asked Casey, as Mr. Quilty paused for breath. "She concealed her feelin's," Mr. Quilty replied sadly. "She said, 'Ay tenk ve go home now.
An', faix, it's not every man that kills a tiger his first day out." "But I didn't kill it," said Slagg modestly. "Sure but ye drew first blood, me boy, so the tiger's yours, an' I wish you joy. Come, we'll go home now an' git help to fetch the carcass. Won't they open their two eyes aich of them whin they see it! Here, ye black spalpeen, take the rifle an' give me the gun."
"Faix! an' 'tis a pity that you have the one eye, when you don't know how to make a betther use of it," muttered the angry dame, as she picked up the pails, and, pushing him on before her, beat a retreat into the bush. I was heartily sick of the sugar-making, long before the season was over; however, we were well paid for our trouble.
"Neither of whom is particularly anxious to be riddled with a pound's worth of farthing bullets!" But the words had barely passed the boy's lips before the rifle had been dropped to the ground and the man had sprung forward excitedly to grab a hand of each boy in his great fists. "Faix! but this is a fine sight for sore eyes!" he exclaimed, as he vigorously pumped the arms up and down.
"Faix, an' I for one, although I'm his father amn't I, Rosha?" he added, good-humoredly addressing his wife, who had just come into the kitchen from above stairs. "Throth," said the wife, who never replied with good humor unless when addressed as Mrs. Burke, "you're ill off for something to speak about. How are you, Peety? an' how is your little girl?"
'Tis the the father or one of his belongings as gives away the bride, niver the husband to be, 'an if ye have nobody, sir, you two, why I'm sure I'd be proud to act for ye in this matther. Faix I don't disguise from ye, Misther Curzon, dear, that I feels like a mother to that purty child this moment, an' I tell ye this, that if ye don't behave dacent to her, ye'll have to answer to Mrs.
"Faix, maybe so, indeed," answered Barny, good-humoredly, "but it's seldom I ever went out to look for wool and kem home shorn, anyhow," said he, with a look of triumph. "Well, you won't have that to say for the future, Paddy," said the captain, laughing again.
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