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Updated: June 10, 2025
Sometimes, instid o' one tumbler, I take two at the wrong place; an' sarra bit o' me but called in an' had three wid ould Jack Rogers, that isn't in it at all. On another day I had a couple wid honest Barney Casey, an my way acrass to Bartle Gorman's. I'm not what I was, Masther, ahagm; so I'd thank you to dhraw it out more clearer, if you can, nor it was." "I see, Mr.
"Why, tare alive, Pether, is it in bed you are at this hour of the day?" "Eh? Who's that who's that? oh!" "Why thin, the sarra lie undher you, is that the way wid you?" "Oh! oh! Eh? Is that Condy?" "All that's to the fore of him. What's asthray wid you man alive?" "Throth, Condy, I don't know, rightly.
Sure its only sarvin' honest people right, to knock such a desaiver on the head. If he had parjured himself for sake of the truth, or to assist a brother in trouble or to help on the good cause it would be something; but to go to but arra, be me sowl, he'll sup sarra for it, sure enough! I thought it would make your mind aisy, or I wouldn't mintion it till we'd let the breath out of him."
The language of the people of Manna is the same that is spoken all over that extensive and hilly country called Jallonkadoo. Some of the words have great affinity to the Mandingo, but the natives themselves consider it as a distinct language. Their numerals are these: One Kidding. Two Fidding. Three Sarra. Four Nani. Five Soolo. Six Seni. Seven Soolo ma fidding. Eight Soolo ma sarra.
"To the sarra wid her, an' all sasoned women. God be praised that the night's line, anyhow! Hand me the shell, an' we'll take a gauliogue aich, an' afther that we'll begin an' talk over how lovin' an' fond o' one another we'll be." "You're takin' too much o' the whiskey, Phelim. Oh, for Goodness' sake! oh b b n now be asy.
The first to ask the way to heaven, to find it, and to enter through the gate into the city, was Sarah, or Sarra, as the Nestorians pronounce it. She was born among the rude mountaineers of Gawar, in 1831.
"The sarra doubt of it; but takin' the other farm was the brightest thought I seen wid you yit. Will you do it, avillish?" "To be sure. Don't I say it? An' it'll be up wid the lark wid me. Hut, woman, you don't see the half o' what's in me, yet." "I'll buy you a hat and a pair o' stockins at Christmas." "Will you, Ellish? Then, by the book, I'll work like a horse."
Also at the righte syde of that dede See, dwellethe zit the wife of Lothe, in lyknesse of a salt ston; fur that schee loked behinde hire, whan the cytees sonken into helle. This Lothe was Araammes sone, that was brother to Abraham. And Sarra Abrahames wife, and Melcha Nachors wif, weren sustren to the seyd Lothe. And the same Sarra was of elde 90 zeer, when Ysaac hire sone was goten on hire.
"I know that," said M'Cormick; "but how an ever, if you come down wid me that far, I'll conthrive to get in somehow, widout wakenin' them." "The dickens you will! How, the sarra, man?" "No matther, I will; an' you see," he added, pulling out a flask of spirits, "I'm not goin' impty-handed." "Phew!" exclaimed Duffy, "is it there you are? oh, that indeed!
"Well, well, never say it again the sarra one o' me will keep it back, myself bein' as ripe as any of you, barrin' his Reverence, that we're not to take the foreway of in anything. Ha! ha! ha!" Whilst Mave and her daughters were engaged in laying dinner, and in making all the other arrangements necessary for their comfort, the priest took Denis aside, and thus addressed him:
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