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"No good fetching 'em in now," I replied, taking a point of view which I afterwards saw to have been that of the Priest and the Levite. "They'd suffer more damage getting here than staying where they are. Besides, where would you put 'em?" "That's trew," said Macbeth. "This ain't no place for ladies, anyhow." Hello! there's a cart coming. I'll tell t'man to tek 'em oop."
"Say nodt so say nodt so," she rumbled. "Dis iss pad yedt for de poor folk. Yah! idt vill make de coal go oop in brice." "Yes," said Maria, softly. "My papa says he will have to charge twelve cents a pail for coal to-morrow, instead of ten. He has to pay more." "I never thought of that side of it," confessed Agnes, slowly. "I suppose a snow storm like this will make it hard for poor people."
The boy's scared fingers travelled over the other's sodden coat. It was like searching a drowned man. "Yes, sir. Here it is." "Hod it oop." The boy held the scent-bottle before the other's eyes. The old man gazed at it, licking his lips. Then he rolled his eyes up to the boy's. "Kit Caryll," came the squeezed voice suddenly, "are you your father's son?" "I hope so, sir."
"She's full oop ter the hatches; bedad I hope thar ain't no more." "Good; we ought to get as far as Travers' by dark then. Hurry along, and stow that stuff away; here come the others now." The three found comfortable seats along the opposite rail, and sat there watching us hastily bring aboard the various articles which the two negroes, assisted by a boy and a cart, had transported from the brig.
I called my first "Oliver Cromwell" and "John Fox." The poor "mon" had to have revenge, so the next ugly, scrawny little beast he called the "Poop of Roome." And it was a heifer calf, too. This morning I had the startling news that the "Poop" had eaten too much alfalfa and was all "swellit oop," and, moreover, he had "stealit it."
However there warn't no toime vor to grumble. Oi vollers him till we gets to t' foot o' t' rocks, and we keeps along 'em vor aboot half a mile. "The water here coombed close oop to t' rocks, and presently we war a-walking through it. 'Be'st a going vor to drown us all? says oi. 'We are jest there, says he.
"Lots of old words of command would do over again, I should say. For instance, `Shouldare oop! only it would be the camel's shoulder which has to be mounted." "Now, that's mighty clever," said Grady. "Will you tell me something, Kavanagh, you that's a real scholar now can a man be two things at the same time?" "Of course he can; he can be an Irishman and a barge horse, you see."
'Von day when we was in none knows where shwingin' in our hummocks among der woods, oop comes a natif woman mit a Sherman Flag in a bickle- bottle my bickle-bottle und we both fell from our hummocks flat ubon our pot what you call stomach mit shoy at dis thing. Now I was gollectin' orchits also, und I knowed dot der idee of life to Reingelder vas dis Sherman Flag.
“Sure and Oi moind wance when Oi was joost afther giving you some medicine and you was that mad for having to take the stuff that you sat oop in bed and knocked iv’ry bottle off the table. Iv’ry wan! Sure, we picked oop glass for a wake afther.” Maida’s wistful look vanished in a peal of silvery laughter. “Did I really, Granny?” she asked in delight. “Did I break every bottle? Are you sure?
"You got that beef boiled, Tim?" "Ay'd been a fouil else, and aye so often oop t' road too," answered he with a grin, "and t' moostard is mixed, and t' pilot biscuit in, and a good bit o' Cheshire cheese! wee's doo, Ay reckon. Ha! ha! ha!"
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