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"Wait till we have thirty er forty av thim on the line," he once observed to me in connection with them, "every man layin' his six hundred bricks a day, er takin' aaf his apron! Thim's the times ye'll see what excitement manes, me b'y. Thim's the times." "What'll I see, Rourke?" I asked interestedly. "Throuble enough.
"And a poisoned arrow, I'm quite sure," added Martin; "for it only ruffled the bird's feathers, and see, it has fallen to the ground." "Och, then, but we'd have stood a bad chance in a fight, if thim's the wipons they use. Och, the dirty spalpeens! Martin, dear, we're done for. There's no chance for us at all."
'Ye'd be surprised, says he, 'to know what a nice fellow this here Winter is, he says. 'Ye'd niver take him f'r a German, he says. 'He have no more accint thin mesilf. The kid come in, an' says he, 'Th' loot says tin precincts show Swift have a majority as big as what th' Raypublicans got las' fall. 'That's bad, says I. 'Not at all, says Maloney. 'Thim's th' down-town wa-ards, he says.
I could take ye fourteen Oirish miles from Galway, along a road that was spotted wid great jintlemen's houses, an' ivery one of thim's in ruins. The owners that used to live in them, and be a blessin' to the counthry, is all ruined by the land agitation. All are gone, an' their foin, splindid houses tumblin' down, an' the people worse off than iver.
"We'll bate the English into the say," said a resident in the sweet region yclept Summer Hill. "Whin we get the police in our hands an' an army of our own, we'd sweep them out o' the counthry av we only held cabbage-shtalks. Ireland for the Irish, an' to hell wid John Bull! Thim's my sintiments." And those are the "sintiments" of his class.
No, sir; two hundred thousand pounds are necessary to make a rich man, and not a penny less, sir not a penny, sir." "Thim's me own sintimints intirely," said the chief; "that shuits me, so it does. I saw by the cut av yez that ye must be a millionnaire at laste so I did." "A millionnaire!" said Russell, with affected modesty.
"Go slow, Corney." But Mr. Quilty dismissed this preliminary objection with a wave of his hand. "Thim's figgers iv speech. I assume yez are innocent until yez are caught. Faix, it's not me'd give th' hot tip iv a warnin' to a crim'nal. But whisper now! Th' comp'ny is for siftin' this outrageous outrage to th' bottom, an' then liftin' th' bottom to look under it.
O'Rourke, wandering retrospectively in the mazes of the marriage service, "to have and to howld till death bad luck to him! takes one or the ither of us." "You're a blasphemous creature," said Mrs. Bilkins, severely. "Thim's the words his riverince spake this mornin', standin' foreninst us," explained Mr. O'Rourke. "I stood here, see, and me jew'l stood there, and the howly chaplain beyont."
This was a tie, since neither had scored, and Minkie and her rival were allowed to run again; but that half-mile had been too hot, and they had no show for the cup. Mickey met "Diamonds" next day, by chance. "Have a cigar, Mickey." "Oi will thot, sor. Faix, thim's so foine; I'd loike two thank ye, sor." From that time the Little Warhorse became the pride of the Irish boy.
You dig perpendicular and pray horizontal. Now you should dig horizontal and pray perpendicular." "Och! captain, thim's hard words for poor Molly McDogherty to quarry through." "What is that in your hand?" "Sure it is an illigant lump of lead I found," replied poor Mary; the base metal rising in estimation since her gold turned out dross.
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