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To pause, however, in this disquisition, which was carrying us far off Kingstown, New Molloyville, Ireland nay, into the wide world wherever Dulness inhabits let it be stated that Mrs. Haggarty, from my brief acquaintance with her and her mother, was of the order of persons just mentioned.
Hence, Haggarty was called by the wags "Rowl the carriage," and several of them made inquiries of Mrs. Gam regarding him: "Mrs. Gam, when you used to go up from Molloyville to the Lord Lieutenant's balls, and had your townhouse in Fitzwilliam Square, used you to meet the famous Doctor Haggarty in society?" "Is it Surgeon Haggarty of Gloucester Street ye mean? The black Papist!
Now, at this time, the 120th Regiment was quartered at Weedon Barracks, and with the corps was a certain Assistant-Surgeon Haggarty, a large, lean, tough, raw-boned man, with big hands, knock-knees, and carroty whiskers, and, withal, as honest a creature as ever handled a lancet. Haggarty, as his name imports, was of the very same nation as Mrs.
Thrue it is, Coolin, that the hand uv mortial man has an ugly way uv squazin' a woman's heart dry whin, at last, to his coaxin' she lays it tinder an' onsuspectin' on the inside grip uv it." "But the heart uv Mary Haggarty, Connor?" "'Twas loike a flower under y'r fut, Coolin, an' a heavy fut is to you. She says to me wan day, 'Ye're breakin' me heart, William Connor, says she.
Gam's account of the young Haggartys who carried out the medicine is perfectly correct, for a lad in the 120th made a caricature of Haggarty coming out of a chemist's shop with an oilcloth basket under his arm, which set the worthy surgeon in such a fury that there would have been a duel between him and the ensign, could the fiery doctor have had his way.
Wherever she takes a house for six months she calls it 'New Molloyville; and has had one in Mallow, in Bandon, in Sligo, in Castlebar, in Fermoy, in Drogheda, and the deuce knows where besides: but the blinds were down, and though I thought I saw somebody behind 'em, no notice was taken of poor Denny Haggarty, and I paced up and down all mess-time in hopes of catching a glimpse of Jemima, but in vain.
"An' wance broke out agin afther tin months' goin' wake and watery, was like a steer in the corn. There was no shtoppin' me, an' " "Not Mary Haggarty aither?" "Not Mary Haggarty aither." "O, William Connor dear!" "Ye may well say, 'O, William Connor dear! 'Twas what she said day by day, an' the heart uv me loike Phararyoh's.
'Thin I'll sodder it up agin wid the help uv the priest, says I. 'That ye will not do, says she; 'wance broken, 'tis broke beyond mendin'. 'Go an wid ye, Mary Haggarty darlin', says I, laughin' in her face, 'hivin is y'r home. 'Yes, I'll be goin' there, William Connor, says she, 'I'll be goin' there betimes, I hope. 'How will it be? says I; 'be fire or wateer, Mary darlin'? says I. 'Ye shall know whin it comes, says she, wid a quare look in her eye."
But as we entered, all three of Haggarty's darlings were in full roar. "Is it you, Dennis?" cried a sharp raw voice, from a dark corner in the drawing-room to which we were introduced, and in which a dirty tablecloth was laid for dinner, some bottles of porter and a cold mutton-bone being laid out on a rickety grand piano hard by. "Ye're always late, Mr. Haggarty.
It was Haggarty, ten years older than when we last met, and greatly more grim and thin. He had on one shoulder a young gentleman in a dirty tartan costume, and a face exceedingly like his own peeping from under a battered plume of black feathers, while with his other hand he was dragging a light green go-cart, in which reposed a female infant of some two years old.
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