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Updated: May 26, 2025
The Colonel went on in front, breaking trail in the newfallen snow, the Boy pulling the sled behind him as lightly as if its double burden were a feather. "They look as if they thought it'd be a picnic," says Mac, grimly. "I wonder be the Siven Howly Pipers! will we iver see ayther of 'em again."
Hoist away an' be blowed to ye, or I'll stop y'r pay, by the howly pokher I will!"
Now there is nothing very terrifying, except to a fish, in the aspect of even the biggest harbor seal; but to these fishermen, who knew the shyness of the seals, it was terrifying to the last degree that one should conduct himself in this unheard-of way. They stopped rowing, and stared with superstitious eyes. "Howly Mother!" gasped one, "that b'ain't no seal, Mike!"
Better protected was the Cherokee girl, for she carried in her hand, and now and again waved, laughingly, as if for jest, a white flag, a length of fluttering cambric and lace. "By the howly poker!" exclaimed Corporal O'Flynn, beneath his breath, "that is the cravat of a man of quality, some British officer of rank, belike."
He was too old, he said, to care about going to America, and Rotumah was a "foine place to die in 'twas so far away from the bloody redcoats." As he looked at the two figures who stood on the poop waving their hands to him, his old eyes dimmed and blurred. "May the howly Saints bless an' kape thim for iver! Sure, he's a thrue man, an' she's a good woman!"
Traitor, this is my time of vengeance!" As O'Toole saw before him Del Norte, with a white bandage about his head, the face of the Irishman turned ashen gray and his knees smote together. "Howly saints!" he groaned. "It is the dead aloive!"
Greatly sobered by his fear, he staggered down the block and around the corner to the steps of Miss Terry's house. "This is the place," he mused. "I know ut; here's where the frindly lam'post hild me in its arrums. I rimimber there was a dark house forninst me. Here's where ut lay on the sidewalk, all pink an' pretty. An' I kicked ut into the street! Where is ut now? Where gone? Howly Mither!
They eat too much syrup, anyway, and when they got on to that cod liver oil, and swallowed a lot of it, one of them, a nirish girl, she got up from the table and put her hand on her corset, and said, "howly Jaysus," and went out in the kitchen, as pale as Ma is when she has powder on her face, and the other girl who is Dutch, she swallowed a pancake and said, "Mine Gott, vas de matter from me," and she went out and leaned on the coal bin, then they talked Irish and Dutch, and got clubs, and started to look for me, and I thought I would come over here.
The next instant a redheaded man, with a very distinct map of Ireland in his face, leaped out, shouting: "Si and Sharty, ye thieves of the worruld, whin did ye get back, and how are yez? Howly saints, but Oi'm glad to see yez." "Jim Monaghan, you old Erin-go-bragh," said Shorty, putting his arm around the man's neck, "may I never see the back o' my neck, but I'm glad to see you.
"Howly Moses!" she shrieked, "I shud think he had been here, wid his dommed old stove-pipe demolisher. Be jabbers! he got a good whack over the head wid me mop-stick to pay for his flabbergasted stubbornness. And I think he'll have to sell more nor wan of thim pesky wire flumadoodles before he can replace the ould plug hat, which yez'll foind layin' theer in the wud-box."
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