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Peether t' it!" "Jist tell us aanyway, Hughie," Anna urged and the beggar-man proceeded. "I was be th' oul Quaker graveyard be Moylena wan night whin th' shadows fell an' bein' more tired than most I slipt in an' lay down be th' big wall t' slape.
"Sometimes you're like him and sometimes you're like her. You'll be a great fellow, John, if you turn out to be like your da. I tell you, boy, he was a man, and there's few men these times ... only a lot of oul' Jinny-joes, stroking their beards and looking terrible wise over ha'penny bargains!" "And then he died, Uncle William!" "Aye, son, he died.
In five minutes everybody in Pogue's entry heard the news. They stood at the door waiting to have a look. Matty McGrath came in to see if there was "aanythin'" she could do. "Aye," Anna said, smiling, "ye can go over an' tell oul Ann Agnew where I'm goin' so she won't worry herself t' death findin' out!" "She won't see ye," Jamie said. "She'd see a fly if it lit within a hundred yards of her!"
"If ye stand there affrontin' our poor oul delf all night we won't haave aany tea at all!" Mary said. The humor had gone from my face and speech from my tongue. I felt as one feels when he looks for the last time upon the face of his best friend. Mary laughed when I laid the old cup on a comparatively new saucer at my place.
Forby they haave no special pathway t' God that's shut t' me, nor yer oul father nor Willie Withero!" Sometimes Jamie took a hand. Once when he thought Anna was going to cry, in an argument, he wheeled around in his seat and delivered himself. "I'll tell ye, Anna, that whelp needs a good argyment wi' th' tongs! Jist take thim an' hit 'im a skite on the jaw wi' thim an' I'll say, 'Amen."
"Plenty ov childther on th' road t' clane teeth, an' dogs an' cats on th' road t' good livin'." "What haave ye fur me, Mary?" Jamie Irvine, Anna's friend, asked. She took his cup, gave it a shake, looked wise and said: "Begorra, I see a big cup, me bhoy it's a cup o' grief I'm thinkin' it is." "Oul Mary was jist bletherin'," he said, as they walked down the road in the gloaming, hand in hand.
On the Island of Pines, so called from the tower-like masses of the Norfolk pine on the shores, was at that time the French Bishop of New Caledonia, the Oul, as the natives called him and his countrymen, for whom they had little love. After an interview between the two bishops, the 'Undine' returned to New Zealand, where the native boys were brought to St. John's College.
"Them people wore quare clothes in them days!" he had whispered to John soon after the play began, and when Shylock made his first entrance, he said, "Ah, for Jase' sake, look at the oul' Sheeny!" "Ssh!" said John. "Don't talk!..." "Sure, why?..." "Ah, shut up," said John. He did not wish to talk during the intervals between the acts.
"Aye, ye kin bate a pair ov oul boots there is!" "What will th' ants do wi' th' fly?" Jamie asked. "Huh!" he grunted with an air of authority, "they'll haave rump steaks fur tay and fly broth fur breakvist th' morra!" "Th' don't need praychers down there, do th', Willie?" "Don't need thim up here!" he said.
I know them well ... lick-spittles, the lot of them, an' the lad that's comin' after him, oul' Beattie, is no better ... a half-baked snob ... I'll tell you a story about him in a minute ... but all the same, it's not them that matter ... it's the place and the tradition an' the feel of it all ... do you make me out?" "Yes, father, I know what you mean!"
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