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Yer smilin' again like me old Aileen, an' bad cess to the wan that draws another tear from your swate Irish eyes." She kissed her heartily. In trying to make amends Mrs. McCann forgot her own woes; taking Billy in her arms, she went to the stove and set on the kettle.
'Look out for his 'eels! cries one; and another, 'Sit on his 'ed! If this doesn't come to an end we shall die of laughter. Lot one of the funniest of the party is wearing a gigantic cardboard nose and flame-coloured whiskers. There, the stumbler is on his feet again. ''Ere he comes up smilin'! cries his friend of the cardboard nose, and we shake our diaphragms with mirth.
"I've got two eyes an' a nose," retorted Mrs. Tawsey, "so don't talk of deceivin's. Thirty and more she is, the hussey, let her Jezebel of a mar lie as she like, an' can say what you will, Mr. Beecot. But there's my pretty smilin' from the winder and the tub's a-waitin'; so you go in and smooth 'er to affections, while I see that Mrs.
How interested and proud they would have been to hear me tell how even as a child I loved to hear mother Smith read about their journeyin's into the new and onexplored country, findin' swamps and stumps and savages, where now wuz smilin' gardens and palaces.
Perhaps you can tell me what they're doing down there?" "Subsidiary of I. U.," says I. "Been listed that way all summer." "Then," says Old Hickory, smilin' grim, "we have to do once more with no less a personage than Gedney Nash. Well, so be it. He and I have fought out other differences. We'll try again. And if I'm a back number, I'll soon know it.
It would 'ave lighted up a 'appy 'ome if I 'adn't been a barmy idiot. It would 'ave showed me the face of my 'usband leanin' to kiss me in our blessed marriage-bed, an' my baby smilin' in its cradle-sleep 'ard by.... Oh! Oh!"
Furthermore, I will go so far as to remark, Veev la Liberty veev it good and strong. Whenever you hear of a Clancy obstructin' the abolishment of existin' governments you may notify me by return mail. "'The senor is good, says the dark, fat man, smilin' under his black mustache. 'Wish you to come aboard my ship and drink of wine a glass.
And as they approached, they met 'em with rejoicing songs sung in their sweet clear voices and scattered roses and sweet posies in their path, their bright, happy eyes and smilin' lips givin' 'em just as sweet a greetin'.
An' that's what we want in this world to-day; more cheerfulness, more of the joy of life." "Have you tried it?" "Y'bet I have, an' it's allus worked like a charm. I could tell ye of many a squabble that's been settled by the means of a smilin' face an' a good hearty laugh. There's nuthin' like it." "You're an optimist, I see," and Reynolds smiled for the first time in many a day.
In the middle of it the door was burst open, an' in rushed half a dozen bobbies, who put a stop to it at once. "`We're only havin' a friendly bout wi' the gloves, says I, smilin' quite sweet. "`I don't see no gloves, says the man as held me. "`That's true, says I, lookin' at my hands. `They must have dropped off an' rolled up the chimbly. "`Hallo!
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