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Updated: May 3, 2025
A tale loike that is wort' tin dollars to any man, eshpecially if ut's thrue. But I niver learned the art!" And with that Barney left me overwhelmed. Subsequently I gave him the ten dollars which I think his story is worth, but I must confess that I am in a dilemma.
'An' thin an' thin whin the kettle was to be filled, Dinah came in my Dinah her sleeves rowled up to the elbow an' her hair in a winkin' glory over her forehead, the big blue eyes beneath twinklin' like stars on a frosty night, an' the tread av her two feet lighter than waste- paper from the colonel's basket in ord'ly-room whin ut's emptied.
And a rich Irish brogue responded: "Ut's thim black hathen that'll be goin' over the line in a bunch av I can git widin rache av thim wid me two hands." Abe opened his eyes with a smile. "Mornin' boys! Did Holmes make it in time?" An articulate yell of delight from Pat greeted his speech. The grizzled plainsman, with a smile of understanding, answered his question. "Sure he made it.
"Oh, no, miss; ye couldn't do that! I guess I can do ut fer ye. Ut's jes' a leetle ticklish. I reckon ef yer pa wuz to nab me ut'd go hard with me." "I wouldn't let him be hard on you," she replied earnestly. "And now I haven't said anything about a a about what we will call a reward for bringing me these porcelains.
"Ut's toime ye be comin' back to let th' owld man know how ye're farin'!" Bill grasped the extended hand and peered into the twinkling eyes of the old Irishman. "Well, Daddy, you don't seem much surprised." "Oi know'd ye'd be along wan av these days, but ye tuk yer own toime about ut." "How did you know I wasn't drowned in the river?"
He's your own father, laddie. Kiss hum like the little mon ye are." But the child drew closer to her, his expression of fear and distrust growing stronger, and when the father attempted to take him in his arms he threatened to cry. The skipper straightened up, and to conceal the pang at his heart he drew out his watch and looked at it. "Ut's time to go, Annie," he said.
'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!
There ain't wan uv thim foive byes as don't conthrol twinty-foive votes, an' there ain't wan uv 'em as don't moind what the ould mon says to um. Not wan, sorr. An' they resints the turnin' down uv their father." "That's as it should be," said Perkins. "An' ut's as ut was, me young fri'nd. Whin oi wint home to me pershonal fri'nds at th' Finn Club, Misther Perkins had losht me. Wan gone.
'Hitherao! sez I, an' he hitheraoed till I judged he was at proper distance, an' thin I tuk him, fair an' square betune the eyes, all I knew for good or bad, an' he dhropped wid a guggle like the canteen beer-engine whin ut's runnin' low, Thin I ran to the kyart an' tuk out all the kit an' piled it into the carr'ge, the sweat runnin' down my face in dhrops, 'Go home, sez I, to the sais; 'you'll find a man close here.
'Tis mane whin you considher on ut; but ut's the same wid horse or fut. A headache if you dhrink, an' a belly-ache if you eat too much, an' a heart-ache to kape all down. Faith, the beast only gets the colic, an' he's the lucky man." He dropped his head and stared into the fire, fingering his moustache the while.
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