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Updated: June 16, 2025
Somers be telling us that we'd have saxpence each day as long we war here afore daylight? said I, yer honer; 'an' shure an' wasn't it black night when we war here this blessed morning, and devil a fear of the tizzy? said I. But it's mortial cowld, an' it'd be asier fur uz to be doing a spell of work than crouching about on our hunkers down on the wet ground." All this was true.
An' sometimes it be sweet an' high an' fur off, like a voice from the sky, tellin' what no mortial ever knowed before, an' then it minds me o' the tune them angels sung ter the shepherds abidin' in the fields. I couldn't live without it." "Woman, hold yer jaw!" Basil proclaimed comprehensively.
'They shan't want for feedin', says he; 'for it's a rich man I'll be soon, and a great man too. 'Usha, but I'm glad to hear it, darlin', though I dunna how it's to be, but I think you had betther go to bed, Thady. 'Don't talk to me of any bed but the bed o' glory, woman, says he, lookin' mortial grand. 'Oh!
'That ye'll never say a word of this to mortial ears, whether father or sister or brother, let 'em say what they will to yer, s'help yer the Blessed Virgin." "I won't then," said Florian, struggling to get at the cross to kiss it. "Stop a moment, me fine fellow," said Michael.
In a few minutes it was re-opened, and the men issued one by one from durance vile. "Och, sirs, ye gave me a mortial start!" exclaimed Bryan, as he rose to view the second time. "I thought for sartin ye were all polar bears. Faix we've had a job o't down there. I'll be bound to say there's twinty ton o' snow bad luck to it in the middle o' the floor."
"Ho yis, massa, plenty ob rubbers eberywhar," said Quashy, with a nod, "more nor 'nuff ob dem. You see, massa, Chili an' Proo's a-fightin' wid each oder jus' now. What dey's fightin' about no mortial knows; an', what's more, nobody cares. I s'pose one say de oder's wrong an' de oder say de one's say not right.
Yet courage; for on the rail of yonder wooden bridge sits, chatting with a sun-browned nymph, her bonnet pushed over her face, her hayrake in her hand, a river-god in coat of velveteen, elbow on knee and pipe in mouth, who, rising when he sees us, lifts his wide-awake, and halloas back a roar of comfort to our mystic adjuration, 'Keeper! Is the fly up? 'Mortial strong last night, gentlemen.
"Boys o' dear," he added reflectively, "she's jist sich another as may wee Dolly; an' A've been luckin' fur a match fur Dolly this menny's the day. How oul' is she, sur?" "Six, this spring." "Ay that! Ye wud n't be fur partin' we her, sur? A'm mortial covetious fur till git thon baste.
"Why that girt mortial of a vish as hath his hover in Crocker's Hole. Zum on 'em saith as a' must be a zammon." Off went Pike with his handkerchief to his mouth, and after him ran Alec Bolt, one of his fellow-pupils, who had come to the shop to enjoy the extraction. "Oh, my!" was all that Pike could utter, when by craftily posting himself he had obtained a good view of this grand fish.
Corrymeela an' the blue sky over it. D'ye mind me now, the song at night is mortial hard to raise, The girls are heavy-goin' here, the boys are ill to plase; When ones't I'm out this workin' hive, 'tis I'll be back again Aye, Corrymeela in the same soft rain.
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