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Updated: May 3, 2025
" Sent the bullet through his palm, and kept his finger and thumb together ever since "'Lerolero lillibullero, lillibullerobuuenela. Sleet or slaughter, holy water, Sprinkle the Catholics every one; Cut them asunder, and make them lie undher, The Protestant boys will carry their own. . "'They can never stand the guns the lead makes them fly and, by Japers, they'll get it.
"Yes, and here he is," said Father Mike. "Hello, Carroll. Can you tell me where your minister is?" "By japers, it's a search warrant you'll need for him I'm thinkin'. Ask Perault there. Perault, do you know where the preacher is?" "Oui. He's go 'way for prospect sure." "Prospecting?" inquired Father Mike. "Oui," grinned Perault, "dat's heem, one prospector.
"Scaddhan," said Toal, "go an' bring me two tumblers of good strong punch. I'm a Totaller as well as Art, boys. Be off, Scaddhan." "By Japers," said Tom Whiskey, as if to himself looking at the same time as if he were perfectly amazed at the circumstance "the little fellow has more spunk than Maguire, ould blood an' all! Oh, holy Moses; afther that, what will the world come to!"
"No," said M'Clean, in reply to Val, "we did not; all we did was to play 'Croppies lie Down, as we passed the house, and fire three volleys over it not into it; but if there was e'er a one among us with a bad aim you know, that wasn't his fault or ours; ha ha by Japers," said he in a low, confidential whisper, "we frightened the seven senses out of him, at any rate the bloody Papist rascal for sure they are all that, and be d d to them."
"The audience now being mostly drunk, were tickled with this compliment to their sobriety, and cheered and shouted for more than a minute. 'Go on Cantwell! By Japers, you're no blockhead! "'Under Providence, and with all piety I say it, he will vanquish the yallow sinner over there. "'Brother Cantwell, observed Mr. M'Slime, 'go on the gift is not withheld.
Critical is no name for the state of affairs. But an angel seemed to whisper me soul to soul. I responded to the inspiration. "Well, I'll show you the letter, Mr. Montgomery," said I, with a petulance tempered by sycophancy. I first felt, then slapped, my pockets "By japers! I've left my pocket-book on the seat in front of the barracks!"
"Who brought me here to-night? fwhy, thin, I'll tell you as much of it as I like He did." "Be japers it's a lie, beggin' your pardon, my worthy Cannaught man. He couldn't be here to-night. I know where he was the greater part of the night, and the thing's impossible. I don't know you, but we must know you ay, and we will know you."
"You've seed boot-pegs, I recking, Mister Tigg?" "An' shure I hiv. Aren't they the same that's in these suttlers' brogues we've got on bad luck to them?" "Jess the same only whitier when they air new." "Be japers! I think I remimber seein' a barrel full ov thim in New Yark." "Very certing it were them they air usooaly packed in berr'ls. Can you think o' anything they looked like?"
At any rate, for one o' my blood was never done out, and never will." "By Japers," said Whiskey, "I knew he wouldn't let himself be bate. I knew when it came to the push he wouldn't." "Well, Barney," said Toal, "don't make them strong for him, for they might get into his head; he hasn't a good head anyway let them be rather wake, Barney."
"Vaya, Irlandes! What did you see?" inquired one of the Mexicans, appealing to Barney. I saw by this that it was the Irishman who had fired the shot. "A rid-skin, by japers!" replied the latter. "Warn't it yer own shadder ye sighted in the water?" cried a hunter, jeeringly. "Maybe it was the divil, Barney?" "In trath, frinds, I saw a somethin' that looked mighty like him, and I kilt it too."
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