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Updated: June 12, 2025
I've baptised them when their eyes first looked out on this wurrld of sorrows. I've given them in marriage, closed their eyes in death, and read the last message to Him for their souls. And there are thousands more like me, giving their lives to their little missions, trying to kape the people's hearts clean and honest, so that their souls may go to Him when their journey is ended."
Though what in the wurrld I am GOIN' to say and do I don't know at all. Only YOU were not goin' out o' this house! That's one thing we've got to stick to. Give me the bag."
As long as I stay in this house I'll see every bit of it!" and she swept past the maid down the stairs into the same room for the third time. "You'll only get me into trouble," cried the maid. "No, I won't. I wouldn't get you into trouble for the wurrld. I'll get all the trouble and I'll get it now."
Mixed wi' thistles, mebbe? An' then he used a bit of 'is master's or'nary language, which as ye knows, Passon, is chice partic'ler chice. 'Evil communications c'rupts good manners' even in a valet wot 'as no more to do than wash an' comb a man like a 'oss, an' pocket fifty pun a year for keepin' of 'is haristocratic master clean. Lor'! what a wurrld it is! what a wurrld!"
"By Gawd!" ejaculated Monty Price, who seemed to be the most amazed and elated of them all. "Thet's the fust Englishman I ever seen! He's orful deceivin' to look at, but I know now why England rules the wurrld. Jest take a peek at thet bronco. His spirit is broke. Rid by a leetle English dook no bigger 'n a grasshopper! Fellers, if it hain't dawned on you yit, let Monty Price give you a hunch.
Ye've got it with ye still, Frank O'Connell." "Faith an' while I'm talkin' of the one thing in the wurrld that's near our hearts the future of Ireland I want to prophesy " "Prophesy is it?" "That's what I want to do." "An' what's it ye'd be after prophesying?"
I've allus thought 'im wise-like an' sensible for a man in the Church wot ain't got much chance of knowin' the wurrld, but he was jes' meanderin' along to-day meanderin' an' jabberin' about a meek an' quiet sperrit, as if any of us wanted that kind o' thing 'ere! Why it's fightin' all the time!
"An' there ye ar-re. Two opinions." "I see on'y wan," said Mr. Hennessy. "What do ye raaly think?" "I think," said Mr. Dooley, "if people wanted to be divoorced I'd let thim, but I'd give th' parents into th' custody iv th' childher. They'd larn thim to behave." "Hogan has been in here this afthernoon, an' I've heerd more scandal talked thin I iver thought was in the wurrld."
An' that was why I urged ye to go to England on the bounty of yer uncle. I wanted ye to know there was another kind of a life, where the days flowed along without a care or a sorrow. Where poverty was but a word, an' misery had no place. An' ye've seen it, Peg. An' the whole wurrld has changed for ye, Peg.
The two men shook hands warmly and in a few moments O'Connell had the little doctor in the most comfortable seat in the room, a cigar between his lips and a glass of whiskey and water at his elbow. "An' what in the wurrld brings ye here, docthor?" asked O'Connell. "Didn't ye hear?" "I've heard nothin', I'm tellin' ye."
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