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"I am a widdy, Owen." The cobbler made a feint to rise, but sank back, repeating, at the top of his breath, "Ye're the loire!" "What do ye mane?" sternly demanded John. "Ye know I've had me throuble. Ye know I've lost me wife in the old counthry. It's a year gone. Was the praste that wrote the letther a loire?" "I have a towken that ye're not the widdy ye think ye are."
"That's right, mother," cried young Malone, "howld yer tongues, boys, and let's hear what the widdy has to say. Isn't it herself has got the great mind not to mintion the body?" "Shut your murphy-trap, Teddy," retorted the widow, "an' here's what I've got to say. We must have only wan man to guide us if we are to get on at all. Too many cooks, ye knows well enough, is sure to spile the broth.
It would choke me." "Well, have a drop, and we'll see about it." "You're very kind, ma'am, I'm sure. Heaven knows I need it! Here's wishing you a good husband; and toward burying all unkindness." "Which you means drounding of it." "Ah, you're never at a loss for a word, ma'am, and always in good spirits. But your troubles is to come. I'm a widdy.
"The blarney of your lip doesn't desave me, John McGillis," responded his cousin the cobbler, with grimness. "But whin will ye give me the word you've got, Owen?" "I'll not give it to ye till the boats go out." "Will ye tell me, is the colleen alive, thin?" "I've tould ye ye're not a widdy." "If the colleen is alive, the towken would be sint to me." "Thin ye've got it," said Owen.
I wondher what he's to get for swearing agin us?" And then, after a pause, she added in a most pathetic voice "oh, Martin, to think of being dragged away to Galway, before the whole counthry, to be made a conspirather of! I, that always paid my way, before and behind, though only a poor widdy! Who's to mind the shop, I wondher?
"Ha! well, now, let's hear; who do you want to marry?" Having fairly broken the ice, the bashful youth said quickly, "Susannah." Again John Adams uttered a prolonged whistle, while his eyebrows sprang once more to the roots of his hair. "What! the widdy?" "Yes, Mr Young's widow," replied Thursday, covered with confusion. "Well, I never!
There wos a young widdy in that town, o' the name o' Morgan, as kep' a cow, an' owned a small cabin, an' a patch o' tater-ground about the size o' the starn sheets of our owld long-boat. She wos a great deal run after, wos this widdy not that the young lads had an eye to the cow, or the cabin, or the tater-estate, by no manes but she wos greatly admired, she wos.
'I'm an orphan mesilf, says Dochney; 'an' as f'r th' widdies, anny healthy widdy with sthreet-car stock ought to be ashamed iv hersilf if she's a widdy long, he says. An' th' man wint away. "Now Dochney thought he'd put th' five thousan' out iv his mind, but he hadn't. He'd on'y laid it by, an' ivry time he closed his eyes he thought iv it.
Jones he discussed no, ye Claires of Brooklyn Heights, this garage man and this threadbare young superintendent of a paintbare school, talking in a town that was only a comma on the line, did not discuss corn-growing, nor did they reckon to guess that by heck the constabule was carryin' on with the Widdy Perkins.
'Fwhy is ut? said Mulvaney, bringing down his hand on his thigh with a crack. In the name av God, fwhy is ut? I've seen ut, tu. They cheat an' they swindle an' they lie an' they slander, an' fifty things fifty times worse; but the last an' the worst by their reckonin' is to serve the Widdy honest. It's like the talk av childher seein' things all round.
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