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"Begob!" said Terence, "Davy has inflooence wid his Excellency. It's Davy we'll sind, prayin' him not to lave the Frinch alone wid their loyalty." It was agreed, and I was to repeat the name of every man that sent me. Departing on this embassy, I sped out of the gates of the fort.
"Now, Mister, subpose I no say nothing to my good friend I am reech man of my country. I drink Mocha coffee. I am too poor. Suppose I go to my country, back from Aden, I carn drink coffee I am too poor, I drink coffee from outside. Inside coffee, we sell for reech people you Inglesh, and Frinch, and Turkey men." "What do you mean by outside coffee?"
His cousin by marriage crawled to the fence and sat up, without replying. "I've the flask in me pouch, Owen." "Kape it there." "But sure if ye foight wid me ye'll dhrink wid me?" "I'll not dhrink a dhrop wid ye." The cobbler panted heavily. "The loikes of you that do be goin' to marry on a Frinch quarther-brade, desavin' her, and the father and the mother and the praste, that you do be a widdy."
At the same instant memory stirred within me; a vague recollection of those heavy, black eyes, of that broad, bow-legged figure set me pondering. "Me fri'nd," purred Murphy, persuasively, "is th' Frinch thrappers balin' August peltry f'r to sell in Canady?" "I've a few late pelts from the lakes," muttered the man, without looking up. "Domned late," cried Murphy, gayly.
"Oh! the Cap'n manes the skilleton, maybe," said Chane. "What skeleton?" I demanded. "Why, an owld skilleton the boys found in the chaparril, yer honner. They hung it to a three; and we found yer honner there, with the skilleton swinging over ye like a sign. Och! the Frinch bastes!" I made no further inquiries about the "Death." "But where are the Frenchmen?" asked I, after a moment.
"Begob!" said Terence, "Davy has inflooence wid his Excellency. It's Davy we'll sind, prayin' him not to lave the Frinch alone wid their loyalty." It was agreed, and I was to repeat the name of every man that sent me. Departing on this embassy, I sped out of the gates of the fort.
"Frinch in the mornin', plaze yer worship, an' only a bit o' English late in the afternoon o' the day," cried O'Kimmon, officiously, himself once more. "French father, English mother," explained L'Épine, feeling that the Indian was hardly a safe subject for the pleasantries of conundrums.
It was nigh hand a year from the time whin the news iv Leum-a-rinka bein' killed by the Frinch came home, an' in place iv forgettin' him, as the saisins wint over, it's what Molly was growin' paler and more lonesome every day, antil the neighbours thought she was fallin' into a decline; and this is the way it was with her whin the fair of Lisnamoe kem round.
"Well, well, the dacint man sint his daughter Molly to have a convint schoolin'; an' she larned to pass th' butther in Frinch an' to paint all th' chiny dishes in th' cubb'rd, so that, whin Donahue come home wan night an' et his supper, he ate a green paint ha-arp along with his cabbage, an' they had to sind f'r Docthor Hinnissy f'r to pump th' a-art work out iv him. So they did.
"'Oh, but I'm in airnest, says the captain; 'and do you tell me, Paddy, says he, 'that you spake Frinch? "'Parly voo frongsay? says I. "'By gor, that bangs Banagher, and all the world knows Banagher bangs the divil. I never met the likes o' you, Paddy, says he. 'Pull away, boys, and put Paddy ashore, and maybe we won't get a good bellyful before long.
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