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Poor as they are, they have the blood of kings in their veins; and besides, to see a M'Carthy beggin' his bread in the country where his name was once great The M'Carthy More, that was their title-no, acushla, I love them as I do the blood in my own veins; but I'd rather see them in the arms of God in heaven, laid down dacently with their little sorrowful faces washed, and their little bodies stretched out purtily before my eyes I would in the grave-yard there beyant, where all belonging to me lie, than have it cast up to them, or have it said, that ever a M'Carthy was seen beggin' on the highway."
Good-bye, boys; good-bye, M'Carthy and I say, Jack and Alick, be on your sharps and don't let them lads do you d'ye mind now? keen's the word." He then got on his comfortable jaunting-car, and drove off to wait, according to appointment, upon the Rev. Jeremiah Turbot, D.D.
Queen o' heaven, Owen M'Carthy darlin', you're welcome!" the word was here interrupted by a hearty kiss from the kind housewife; welcome a thousand an' a thousand times! Vick ne hoiah! Owen dear, an' are you livin' at all? An' Kathleen, Owen, an' the childhre, an' all of yez an' how are they?" "Throth, we're livin' an' well, Bridget; never was betther, thanks be to God an' you, in our lives."
But let me see if I can make it out. Oh, who could do this blessed thing, for the poor an' the sorrowful?" He began, and with difficulty read as follows: "Here lies the body of Alice M'Carthy, the beloved daughter of Owen and Kathleen M'Carthy, aged nine years. She was descended from the M'Carthy Mores. "Requiescat in pace.
"Come along now," said he, "and folly me; but even as it is, and in spite of your disguise, we must take the lonesomest way to the only place I think you'll be safe in." "I am altogether in your hands," replied M'Carthy, "and shall act as you wish."
Hallo! neighbor," he exclaimed, giving M'Carthy a shove, who started up and looked about him with admirable tact. "What what eh what's this? who are you all? what are you about?" he asked, and as he spoke, he sprung to his feet. "What's this?" he exclaimed again. "Sweet Jasus! is this Fagan the tithe-proctor that I shot? eh or are you stay no ah, no not the polis.
M'Carthy," she exclaimed, in a tone of voice which indicated anything but satisfaction. "How am I to account for this unbecoming disguise, so much at variance with your habits of life and education? perhaps I should not say your habits of life but certainly with your education. Have you, too, been tempted to join this ferocious conspiracy which is even now convulsing the country?"
"Trath an' I must know you, thin, and that very soon," replied M'Carthy. "Come into the next room, then," said the other. "Anywhere you like," he replied, "I'm wit you; but I'm not the boy to be humbugged, or to bear your thricks upon thravellers." "Now," said the other, when they had got into the room where the corpse lay, "shake hands."
How is your sisther, Miss Pugshey, an' all the family, sir? all well, I hope, sir?" "All well," replied M'Carthy, laughing as loud as any of the rest, every one of whom actually in convulsions for they knew, with the exception of Julia, who was deceived at first by the pedlar's apparent gravity, that he was only bantering her lover.
M'Carthy Desmond will at once move that I be put on the West Cork Committee, in place of Nogo, who won't act. My shares are all at present registered in Val's name. It will be well, however, to have them all transferred to you. 'Yours ever,