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Updated: June 5, 2025


Herself had to sit up an' laugh in the bed and be plaguin' me wit' her tarkin'. 'Look at Nora! says she. 'Where's Nora? says I, wit' a great start. I thought something had happened the poor shild. 'Oh, go to slape, you fool! says Mary Ann.

Yes, mine shild, I never shees no petter gals as you pees." And he rose from his chair, and approaching Mattie, patted her on the shoulder encouragingly. "You pees such a goot girl," he repeated, "and you will pe mine goot friend, eh?" "Certainly I will. Why should I be anything else?" replied Mattie, looking up smilingly in his face. Hanz shook his head.

Still there was a doubt in that look it was impossible to mistake. "You ton't know, eh? you ton't know, eh? Maype as he is petter as you ton't know, mine shild. T' man what prings shorrow into mine house; t' man what shays I pees one tief t' mine neighpors dat man he pees no friend of mine."

"Where is my father? Oh, show me my father?" I whispered faintly, as she raised me in the bed and held a large spoon to my lips. "You shall you shall; it is too very much Inglese; me tell you when have long Sunday time to think. My shild, take the good food from poor old Suan."

She 'll be wanting some clothes, I suppose; she's very old-fashioned looking; they does always be wanting new clothes, coming out," and Mike gave an ostentatious sigh and suggestive glance at his brother-in-law. "'Deed, I 'm willing to help her get a good start; ain't she me own sister's shild?" agreed Patrick Quin cheerfully. "We 've been young ourselves, too.

On his shild he caused to be limmed Pompeies ordinance for paracides, as namely a man put into a sack with a cocke, a serpent and an ape, interpreting that his wife was a cocke for her crowing, a serpent for her stinging, and an ape for her vnconstant wantonnesse, with which ill qualities hee was so beset, that thereby hee was throwen into a sea of grief.

"I hope it will, my lord," said the old man, with a smile; "but," to use honest John Bunyan's phrase 'therewithal the water stood in his eyes, "it has pleased God to try me with the loss of two children; and for one adopted shild who ives Ah! woe is me! and well-a-day!

Did she now?" exclaimed Patrick, with unusual delight. "The poor shild, did she do that now? I 've thought manny 's the time since I got me lameness how well I 'd like one o' those old-fashioned thorn sticks. Me own is one o' them sticks a man 'd carry tin years and toss it into a brook at the ind an' not miss it." "They 're good thorn sticks, the both of them," said Mike complacently.

"Que Monsieur l'Anglais est drole: et voyez Moustache, comme il a l'air content vraiment c'est un chien d'esprit." "Allez, Moustache," said his master, who was now all smiles, "donnez la patte a monsieur donnez donc. Ah, sare, he forgive you, I am very sure il n'a pas de malice, but he is afraid of de cigar. De burnt shild dred de vater, as your great Shakespeare say."

Mary the courageous, the high-spirited, who scorned tears and laughed at weakness, was now crying and sobbing helplessly, like the greatest coward of them all. Fraulein put her arm round her compassionately. "She is quaite too tired," she said; "it is an attack of nerfs. Nefer mind, dear shild. When you will sleep to-night you shall feel quaite better to-morrow."

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