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"Good boy, Ned," cried out this voice heartily, though likewise from some locality yet vague. "R-ride the divil to a finish, me boy! Git up his head, Ned! Git up his head! The murdering haythin' brute! Kill him! Ride him out!" And ride him out Franklin did, perhaps as much by good fortune as by skill, though none but a shrewd horseman would have hoped to do this feat.

But is it raisonable is it natural to ask a Christian man to make a haythin Jew of himself? Would you like it, yourself?" When the boys could stop laughing, they translated Tim's appeal. "Did you ever see such an absurd man?" she said, laughing. "As if it could make any difference to his religion. Tell him I am a good Catholic, too, but I should not mind dressing up as a Jewess."

"Oh, let go me, massa, lem me up!" pleaded the captive, struggling to his feet. "I ain't no Britisher! dar ain't no Angler Saxun blood in dese veins. I is a Yankee nigger, massa, bet I am." Another man who had come up at a run cried in language in which the Hibernian was plainly distinguishable: "Hould hard, ye haythin! The redcoats are afther us!" "Who be ye?" demanded Zeb.

"But," he added significantly, "I'd do th' countin'." "I tell ye, Hinnissy," said Mr. Dooley, "Ye can't do th' English- speakin' people. Oursilves an' th' hands acrost th' sea ar-re rapidly teachin' th' benighted Lutheryan an' other haythin that as a race we're onvincible an' oncatcheable.

He was a good one over his vittles, too, was the corporal, and likewise at his drink!" "Faix, ye lie, ye divil," cried the seemingly lifeless man, reviving at this moment and struggling to his feet. "I'm not d'id at all, at all! D'ye think now I'm going to be kilt by a Haythin Chaynee? Begorrah, whin I am kilt, may the saints in h'iven presairve me from it yit!

"Now, whut is my young Injun savage doin', when he goes out alone, on top of some high hill, an' builds him a little fire, an' talks with his familiar spirits, which he calls here his 'drame'? Isn't he searchin' an' feelin' o' himsilf, same as the haythin in far-away Ingy?