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"Is it pride in this grreat show that gives me the pleasure on this occasion unequalled in me mimory? No! "What is it, ladies and gintlemen? What is it?
He was turning upon his heel, but Thady, unwilling to retire without a fee, arrested his retreat by saying: "Faith, thin, but I'm thinking your honor's mimory is none of the longest, and that a thrifle of change would do me no harm for the throuble I've had."
I have always had a deep admiration for your native land. I vinerate the mimory of that great, that noble Eyetalian who was the original and first discoverer of this here land of ours. "Why, gintlemen, at me mother's knee I was taught to sing that inspirin' song: 'Columbus, the Jim of the Ocean'!" Whereupon there was loud applause. Mr. Johnsing had an enthusiastic admirer in Little Eph Jones.
"A mistake, ma'am!" said he, with well-feigned surprise "well, indeed, ma'am, it's not unlikely; for, to tell you the truth, I've a vile mimory sorra thing a'most but I disremimber, in a day or two after it happens." "Do you not remember," she proceeded, with a melancholy smile, "a negotiation we had when you were here last?" "A what, ma'am?" "A a purchase you made from me," she added.
I see before me many a rosy girrl a-chewin' cocoanut candy that ain't so swate as herself, an' many a boy wid his pockets full of paynuts an' his head full of divelthries. "Is it the prisence of such an aujunce which gives me the pleasure unequalled in me mimory? No! "Ye see before ye 'The Flannagan an' Imparial Itinerant Exhibition," he says.
Casey wouldn't be givin' ye annything that wasn't good for ye. Casey wouldn't be givin' ye knock-out drops." "No?" whispered Mike angrily. "No? Wouldn't he, Dugan? An' what has he done t' me mimory, then, Dugan? What has he put in th' drink t' rob me of me mimory? Wan minute ago I knew as well anny other man what a dongola is like, an' now I have no mimory of anny dongolas at all.
You're very young; an', as I said, time will wear me by degrees out of your mimory." Una broke hastily from his embrace, for she lay upon his breast all this time "Do you think so, Connor O'Donovan?" she exclaimed; but on looking into his face, and reading the history of deep seated sorrow which appeared there so legible, she again "fled to him and wept."
"And thou goest?" Frona nodded. "And Tenas Hee-Hee goest! Ai! Ai! Ai!" The tent-flap lifted, and Matt McCarthy peered in. "It's yerself, Frona, is it? With breakfast waitin' this half-hour on ye, an' old Andy fumin' an' frettin' like the old woman he is. Good-mornin' to ye, Neepoosa," he addressed Frona's companions, "an' to ye, Muskim, though, belike ye've little mimory iv me face."
"Moike, yez hev a mimory." A big Negro pushed out his huge jaw and blustered at his fellows. "I's a-gwine to bust thet yaller nigger's haid," he declared. "Bill, he's your fr'en'. Cool down, man, cool down," replied a comrade. A teamster was writing a letter in lead-pencil, using a board over his knees. "Jim, you goin' to send money home?" queried a fellow-laborer.
"For a few days," he answered. "Far?" "At Vadrome Mountain." "You have missed these last days of the Passion Play," she said, a shadow in her eyes. "I was present to-day," he answered. She turned away her head quickly, for the look in his eyes told her more than any words could have done, and Mrs. Flynn said: "'Tis a day for everlastin' mimory, sir.
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