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Goldsmith's father, Olov Hasholom, who's gone to glory, used to walk to Shool in all winds and weathers; sometimes it was five o'clock of a winter's marnin' and I used to get up and make him an iligant cup of coffee before he wint to Selichoth; he niver would take milk and sugar in it, becaz that would be atin' belike, poor dear old ginthleman. Ah the Holy Vargin be kind to him!"
"'Tis put th' kibosh on many a good man in th' ould Force has this same dhrink. Th' likes av Yorkey there" he jerked his head at the lighted window "shud never touch ut never touch ut! . . . Cannot flirrt wid a bottle 'tis wedded they wud be tu ut. Now meself" he paused impressively "I can take me dhrink like a ginthleman can take ut, or lave ut alone." Absorptive demonstration followed.
I have here" he fumbled through some papers "a request from Sergeant Slavin for another man at Davidsburg. I am transferring you there. Good men, too. If this occurs again damme!" he glared at his subordinate "I'll er bring that Irish 'ginthleman' into the Post for a summary explanation. Wire him of this man's transfer! . . . All right, Sergeant-Major!"
Dudley, my Orderly-room sergeant, is leaving next month time-expired so I thought I was conferring a great favour on the boy by promising him the step-up good staff appointment give him a chance to recuperate thoroughly. But no! my young gentleman courteously declines my munificent offer. Nothing must serve him but he must go back to me Irish 'ginthleman' and that d d dissipated scamp of a Yorke."
'H-mm! mighty quare! sez me father, 'I wonder fwhat's happened tu th' pore ould ginthleman? 'Let us go luk for um? sez Tim, wid blood in his oi, ''tis may be he's on'y shtoppin' tu take another dhrink out av th' jug. "So, up th' road they goes a piece, till they comes tu a bog at th' side av ut.
"H-mm!" grunted Slavin, summing up the situation with native simplicity, "That's ut, eh? but, for all ye have th' spache an' manners av a ginthleman ranker somehow somehow I misdoubt ye're a way-back waster like Misther Yorkey here!" That hardened "ginthleman," absently sipping his coffee, flung a faintly-derisive, patient smile at his accuser.
"Now, see here; look, me man!" he said slowly and distinctly, a sort of tense eagerness underlying his soft tones, "behfure I shtart in charrgin' ye wid anythin' I'm goin' tu put a few questions tu ye in front av this ginthleman" he indicated the justice "He's a mag'strate, so ye'd best tell th' trute.
And when the marketwomen or the beggarwomen respectfully inquired of her, "How is your good provider?" she made her reply with no sense of irony, though she had been long paying the piper herself. And the piper figured literally in the household accounts, as well as the fiddler, for the O'Keeffe was what the mud cabins called a "ginthleman to the backbone."
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