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Updated: June 11, 2025
"While you're alive; well, may be not: but sure if it plases God to bring it about, on your own plan, I must endaivor to be contented, Rosha; ay, an' how do you know but I'd dance at their weddin' too! ha! ha! ha!" "Oh, then, it's you that's the bitther pill, Jemmy Burke! but, thank God, I disregard you at all events. It's little respect you pay to my feelings, or ever did."
"Owen, avick! an' the blessin' of the fatherless be upon you, sure, an' many a one o' them you have, any how, Owen!" "Well, Rosha well?" "Och, och, Owen, it's low days wid me to be depindin' upon the sthranger? little thim that reared me ever thought it 'ud come to this.
"No, indeed, Rosha," he replied, "I know my duty to God and my childre' betther than to turn them against one another; but it's only a proof of how little you know about Edward and his warm and lovin' heart, when you spake as you do." This indeed was true. Edward Burke was but a short time at home when he saw clearly how matters stood in the family.
Maybe you paint too ha! ha! ha!" Hanna now put in her head, and asked "what is the fun?" but immediately added, "Kathleen, here's a message for you." "For me!" said Kathleen; "what is it?" "Here's Peety Dhu's daughter, an' she says she has something to say to you." "An' so Rosha Burke," said Mrs. Cavanagh, "has taken her to live wid them; I hope it'll turn out well for the poor thing."
"Faix, an' I for one, although I'm his father amn't I, Rosha?" he added, good-humoredly addressing his wife, who had just come into the kitchen from above stairs. "Throth," said the wife, who never replied with good humor unless when addressed as Mrs. Burke, "you're ill off for something to speak about. How are you, Peety? an' how is your little girl?"
"Me, Rosha!" exclaimed her husband; "God forgive you for that! but when I see that one of my childre' wont spake a word to me with respect or civility no, not even in his natural voice, it is surely time for ma to try if I can't find affection in his brother."
In the meantime they surveyed one another wid great composure, but had neither of them the politeness to stir, until Rosha Halpin came suddenly out, an' emptied a vessel of untransparent wather into the ditch.
"I tould that vagabond, Philip, that I had nothing for them to do, an' says he, 'I'm the best judge of that, Rosha Burke. An, with that he walks into the kitchen, an' takes everything that he seen a flaw in, an' there he and them sat a mendin' an' sotherin' an' hammerin' away at them, without ever sayin' 'by your lave."
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