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The absence of soap and water is sometimes used as a substitute for milling linen among the lower Irish; and so effectually had Phelim's single change been milled in this manner, that, when disenshirting at night, he usually laid it standing at his bedside where it reminded one of frosted linen in everything but whiteness. This, with but little variation, was Phelim's dress until his tenth year.
We have never told our readers that Phelim was in love, because in fact we know not whether he was or not. Be this as it may, we simply inform them, that in a little shed in the lower end of the village, lived a person with whom Phelim was very intimate, called Foodie Flattery. He was, indeed, a man after Phelim's own heart, and Phelim was a boy after his.
Half-way to the landing, they passed Phelim's gondola, making for the yacht. The cabin hid them and he passed in silence. "I sent him for some bon-bons," said Lady Nora. "I did it to make you jealous." They reached the molo in less than five minutes and Lady Nora tossed her purse to the oarsmen, and sprang out. "Put the cup under your coat," she said. The earl obeyed. He had stolen it openly.
This was a third cure; but there was still a fourth. She borrowed ten asses' halters from her neighbors, who, on hearing that they were for Phelim's use, felt particular pleasure in obliging her. Having procured these, she pointed them one by one at Phelim's neck, until the number nine was completed.
Sam, he said, would not press him for them immediately, inasmuch as he was under obligations to Phelim's silence upon some midnight excursions that he had made. "Not," added Phelim, "but I'm as much, an' maybe more in his power, than he is in mine."
When Phelim's prior engagements are considered, it must be admitted that there was something singularly ludicrous in the humorous look he gave over his shoulder at the company, as he went toward the bin, having the bottom of the whiskey-bottle projecting behind his elbow, winking at them in return, by way of a hint to mind their own business and allow him to plead for himself.
"I don't much mind givin' you a brother to the bedstead you have, Phelim," replied Donovan, winking at the company, for he was perfectly aware of the nature of Phelim's bedstead. "I'll tell you what you must do," said Larry, "otherwise I'll not stand it. Give the colleen a chaff bed, blankets an' all other parts complate, along wid that slip of a pig.
Indeed, so loud had it been, that Larry and her father could not help asking: "Arrah, what's the fun, Peggy, achora?" "Oh, nothin'," she replied, "but one o' Phelim's bounces." "Now," said Phelim, "you won't believe me? Be all the books " Peggy's mirth prevented his oaths from being heard. In vain he declared, protested, and swore.
Phelim and Peggy having each emptied the egg-shell, which among the poorer Irish is frequently the substitute for a glass, entered into the following sentimental dialogue, which was covered by the loud and entangled conversation of their friends about the fire; Phelim's arm lovingly about her neck, and his head laid down snugly against her cheek.
Now, Phelim, you'll not go till you take a cup o' tay wid myself. Throth, I do forget it, Phelim darlin', jewel." Phelim's face now assumed a very queer expression.
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