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'Hogan, he says, 'I'll go into th' battle with a prayer book in wan hand an' a soord in th' other, he says; 'an' if th' wurruk calls f'r two hands, 'tis not th' soord I'll dhrop, he says. 'Don't ye believe in prayer? says Hogan. 'I do, says th' good man; 'but, he says, 'a healthy person ought, he says, 'to be ashamed, he says, 'to ask f'r help in a fight, he says."
'I'd as soon go to walk on the edges of knives as on them things they call skates; throth, betune the shoes as long as yerself for the snow, an' the shoes wid soles as sharp as a soord for the ice, our own ould brogues aren't much use to us. An' as for calling that boord a boat, I hope they won't thry it on the wather, that's all.
Th' boy pulls out his soord an' says he: 'Come on, let's fight. Play away there band. Blow fife and banners wave. Lave me at thim. Come on, come on! an' he rushes out an' makes a stab at an Austhreech regimint that's come up to be dhrilled. Thin he undherstands 'twas all a dhream with him an' he raysumes his ol' job. In th' next act he dies." "That's a good act," said Mr. Hennessy. "'Tis fine.
Wash'nton, who was th' wife iv th' father iv our counthry, though childless hersilf, was about right. She looks good in th' pitchers, with a shawl ar-round her neck an' a frilled night-cap on her head. But Hogan says she had a tongue sharper thin George's soord, she insulted all his frinds, an' she was much older thin him. As f'r George, he was a case.
Why, he says, 'if he iver gets to Washington an' wan iv th' opprissors iv th' people goes again him, give him Jackson Park or a clothes closet, gun or soord, ice-pick or billyard cue, chair or stove leg, an' Bill 'll make him climb a tree, he says. 'I'd like to see wan iv thim supreme justices again Bill O'Brien on an income tax or anny other ord-nance, he says.
They come fr'm far an' near; an' they were young an' old, poor lads, some iv thim bent on sthrikin' th' blow that 'd break th' back iv British tyranny an' some jus' crazed f'r fightin'. They had big guns an' little guns an' soord canes an' pitchforks an' scythes, an' wan or two men had come over armed with baseball bats.
If there had been any danger, grinning Martha said she would have got down "that thar hooky soord which hung up in gantleman's room," meaning the Damascus scimitar with the names of the Prophet engraved on the blade and the red-velvet scabbard, which Percy Sibwright, Esquire, brought back from his tour in the Levant, along with an Albanian dress, and which he wore with such elegant effect at Lady Mullinger's fancy ball, Gloucester-square, Hyde Park.
"Ay, I mind the name now; there has been folk killed wi' that soord." This was true, for the post-office Andrea Ferrara has a stirring history, but for the present its price was the important thing. "Dr. McQueen offered a pound note for it," said Tommy. "I ken that, but what has it to do wi' the soord-swallower?"
Whin a Japanese soordsman wint into a combat he made such faces that his opponent dhropped his soord an' thin he uttered a bloodcurdlin' cry, waved his soord four hundhred an' fifty times over th' head iv th' victim or in th' case iv a Samuri eight hundred an' ninety-six, give a whoop resimblin' our English wurrud 'tag, an' clove him to th' feet.
'I say, says Scanlan, 'that, if ye make anny more funny cracks, I'll hitch a horse to that basket fender, he says, 'an' dhrag it fr'm ye, he says. At that Hogan dhrew his soord, an' says he: 'Come on, he says, 'come on, an' take a lickin, he says. An' Scanlan dhrew his soord, too. 'Wait, says Hogan. 'Wait a minyit, he says. 'I must think, he says. 'I must think a pome, he says.
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