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'Is ut slow, says I, 'doctor? and draws a bottle of champagne. He could hardly stand before his first glass. 'Pon my hon'r, my lady, ye naver saw s'ch a change in a mortal bein. Pole, didn't ye go 'ha, ha! now, and seem to be nut-cracking with your fingers? He did; and if ye aver saw an astonished doctor! 'Why, says I, 'doctor, ye think ut's maguc!
Ye could have heard him swearin' a mile away, but ut's not that same curtain at all, at all. 'Tis mighty quare."
"Ut's a crooked game, shtealin' Appleton's logs, an' haulin' um wid Appleton's teams, an' drawin' Appleton's wages fer doin' ut. "Now, bechune man an' man, th' big Swede's th' brains av th' gang. He's a whole lot shmar-rter'n phwat he lets on. Such ain't th' nature av men, but 'tis th' way av women."
No, my bhoy; they came out before you could say Jack Robinson. Now, I shimply ask you, d'you call that dentistry?" Fixing his eyes on Shelton's collar, which had the misfortune to be high and clean, he resumed with drunken scorn: "Ut's the same all over this pharisaical counthry. Talk of high morality and Anglo-Shaxon civilisation! The world was never at such low ebb! Phwhat's all this morality?
"I jes' been thinkin' that knowin' folks like that an' findin' 'em humin, makin' mistakes like th' rest of us, kind o' makes ut seem easier fer us all t' play th' game straight. Ut's goin' to be th' white card fer me jes' chickens an' eggs, an' here's hopin' the bulls don't ever find out we're settled here."
Put me in the cell," pleaded the Missing Link. "Troth an' I will," answered Mack; "but niver a one iv me knows iv ut's lagel arristin' monkeys." Nickie was run in. Next morning he appeared to answer a charge of insulting behaviour, inciting a breach of the peace, and assaulting the police.
"'Fwhat ails the Tyrone? thinks I; 'they've the makin's av a most convanient fight here. "A man behind me sez beseechful an' in a whisper: 'Let me get at thim! For the Love av Mary give me room beside ye, ye tall man!" "'An' who are you that's so anxious to be kilt? sez I, widout turnin' my head, for the long knives was dancin' in front like the sun on Donegal Bay whin ut's rough.
"Be civil this minute, or I'll spill ye to the bottom, ye load of cursin' braggarts! Faith an' ut's a durty meal ye'd make for the fush! Foine answers ye give polite questions! How d'y' know we're not here to warn ye about the fort? For shame to ye. Whur's Eric Hamilton, I say?" Some of the canoemen recognized the priest. Conciliatory whispers passed from man to man.
It was the Froiday two wakes afther you left, I became un'asy loike along about nine o'clock in the avenin', and I fought I'd come around here and see if everything was sthraight. Me wife sez ut's foolish of me, sorr, and I sez maybe so, but I can't get ut out o' me head thot somet'ing's wrong. "'Ye locked everything up safe whin ye left? sez she. "'I always does, sez I.
The soft, slow drawl of the other answered: "Sure. That there is No Man's Mountains ahead." "No Man's, is ut; an' ut looks that same. Where did ye say ye was thryin' to go?" "We're headed for Rubio City. This here is the old San Felipe trail." "Uh-huh! So we're goin' to Rubio City, are we? For all I know that may as well be nowhere at all. Well, well, ut's news av intherest to me.
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