American watchman and Delaware advertiser. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1822-1828, 1823-10-28
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purloined Mrs. Judith O'Leary's wedding rinG,
The ladies are both natives of the Emerald gem
Of the western wave'--ihe green land OF shamrocks
and shlelaghs They came to this country to-
gether in the days Of their youth; they tohed to-
gether in the sunny harvest fields; they got com
Portable husbands 10 them they grew old together;
they ate, they drank, they smoked; they were Cos
sips sworn gossips and friends. " But what Is
friendship but a name :" satin the poet Les MIS-
Judith O'Leary tell her own tale.
'Yere honor, this is Mistress Casey, the gossip
she was to me many long year in ould Ireland and
since we coined to this, and much is II ! made OF
her at all times, your honor-ior we got oar bits
o'Iivngs, and we ate, and slept, and We drink't to
gether"
And got drunk together" said his Worship.
Faith did We your Honor and wonst too often
rejoined Mrs Judith O'Leary, making an iHtgent
curt'sy "T'other day, your Honor, we were tax.
ing the drops at the Blue Pig, and talking oil old
consarns and the talk came up, and the drops went
down softly and swatey-lhat's the Threats OF US
your Honor; and by the bye, says Misthress Casey
TO me, says She MISTRESS O'Leary,' says she to
me, let's be home 10 our own place. - And so
will, MISTRESS Casey says I, 'ounly we'll have
ttoher drop with the threehapence that's left in the
bottom tt it'-tha,'s the pocket your HONOR
Gads blood we'll have t'oher drop, gossip says
to her-that's MISTRESS Casey, your Honor
And sure we had i, and it was drop too much tor
the head OF met went round like the hind wheel
OF an ackney-rowling and rowling, your Honor,
and rowl'd home mighty queer that day and
laid meself down my bed and the child had be
me own lawful husband, Tom Leary, laid Ivy the
side of me fast asleep-ouny sober as judge was
the child at that same time, why shouldn't II And
when walked up. says 10 me- how canned
here = says l, in my own bcd,' says ], before
dark, says TO myself; but couldn't tell, for the
life of me, your Honor, i'll regard of gin-that's the
blaze rain, as Misther Jinkins the pralur merchant
calls it, your Honor. Well says / to meself,
sure III get up, for what's the use Of lying here
like bases,' says !, when Tom Leary isn't at home,
and is coming to it may be? And got up and shook
myself and got the water to wash me hands, all /
looked at 'em--lhat's the fingers, but ID ring
was on 'em Deevte burn sc. Kate Casey, thinks |
TO meself but we've got the bit OF gould from ME
at last ? An | went TO her place-that's in Balm
bridge street, your Honor; an MISTRESS Casey,
says |, where's my ring What ring!' says
She My wedding ring that got with Tom Lea
Iry,' says H. DeerLe a know know!' says She
Don't be telling the lie to the face Of me- says /,
for sure there's them that ye SLtter it of the
finger of me- says Is BE the mother Of Moses
its a graat lie says she-'1'hank ye, Misthress
Casey says Il An what for is il great lie p
Take that for yereself, Mrs. O'eary,' says she"
And what was thut!r' asked his Worship.
Faith, beautiful blow on the mouth Of me :
your Honor, replied Mrs O'Leary--Laying hold oil
her upper lip and turning it inside out for his Wor-
ships inspection.
But his Worship declined inspecting it and,
having let down again. she proceeded to state, that
having got this beautiful lhumpoD the mouth OF her
she did not choose to have any mole 10 say TO Mrs
Casey, but forthwith handed her over to officer.
The officer in questionasaid he had learned that
n
the row, but she redeemed it in few hours after
wards and that was all the pawnbrokcr knew about it
Mrs. Casey, who was bursting TO tell her story,
was then called ON for defence.
Mr. Minshull-Wher's this poor woman's ring !:
Mrs. Casey-Honor bright, your Worship, /
know nothing OF it.
Mr.. Minshull-She says you took ii off her finger
Mrs. Casey-Och, as for that, your Reverence,
she'd say any thing but her prayers.
Mr.. Minshull--As friend you should have IA.
ken better care Of her.
Mrs. Casey-Din't take all the care in world
OF her, and took her home and put decently 10 bed
but she's bad one, your Worship, and she knows
III, and the world knows it, and her husband knows
and she gave this ring to that she has
Mrs. O'Leary-Is it the likes oil me, with chill
dren, to have man.
Mrs. Casey-Yes, the likes Of you /; wasn't it but
last Friday you were found lying on another mans
bed, fast asleep, with yourself uncovered, and God
knows what and didn't your husband say you'd been
crimconniiying him.
Mrs. O'Leary-Oh, holy Paul your Reverence
it's all false. was tostcatcd and fell on another's
mans bed, but my two children, were with me, and
this Mrs. Casey wants to make my husband jealous
OF me that's as innocent as sucking kitten.
Mr.. Minshuli--Upon my word think there
is no ground for jealousy (he lady had not charm
TO boast of; but cannot with the evidence before
me take any further steps to help you. You must
look forge ring, and II you find where il is we will
endeavor TO obtain its restoration. l arn afraid you
have got this poor woman's ring.
Mrs. Casey-Honor bright, your Worship, /
hav'nt.