Alexandria gazette. [volume] (Alexandria, D.C.) 1834-1974, 1834-11-17


fine boots was too much for him, and he turned
back determined to have the boots, any how,
by fair means or foul;-and Pm loath to tell you
now how he got thin, for indeed il was a dirty
turn; and throth it was the only dirty turn
ever knew Paddy to be guilty av; and you see
it was This away: 'pon my sowl ne pulled OUT
big knife and, by the same token, twas knlle
with fine buck handle, and murtherln' big
blade that an uncle o'mine, that was garden
er at the Lords, made Paddy prislnt av; ano,
more by token, it was not the hrst mischiel
that knife done, for il cut love between them,
that was the best Of friends before; and sure
twas the wondher of every one, that two knowl-
edoeable men. that ought to know betther,
would do the likes, and give and take sharp
steel in friendship-but Pm forgettin'-well, he
outs with his knife, and what does he do, but ne
cut off the legs av the corpse; land" says ne,
can take aft the boots at my convaynience;
and throth it was as | said before dirty turn.
Well, sir he tuck'd the legs undher his arm,
and at that mint the moon peeped out from be-
hind cloud-"Oh! is it there you are!" says
he to the moon, for he was an mpidint chap;
and thin, seein' that he made mistake, and
that the moonlight deceived him, and that II
wasn't the airy dawn, as he conceived; and
bein' friken'd for fear himself might be cotched
and trated like the poor corpse he was after a
maItbreating, if he was found walking the coun-
thry at that time, by gar, he turned about, and
walked back again to the cow-house and hid
| in the corps's legs in the sthraw Paddy whit to
sleep again. But what do you thlnEf-the de-
vii a long Paddy was there anti the soJers KEN
in airnest, and by the powers they carried on
Paddy and faith it was only scrVin' him rlght
| for what he done to the poor corpse.
! Well whin the mornin' KEN, my father says
TO me. "Go Shamus, says he, " to the shed, and
! bid poor Paddy come in, and take share O.
the pratees, for | 90 bail he's ready for his
| breakquest by this, any how"
| We'll. out went to the COW house, and called
out Paddy, and, after calm three or tour tmes,
and gettn' no answer, ] whit in, and caiieu aslll,
and divil an answer got still. Blood -an.ag gers!
savsI Paddy. where are you, at ALL at all! ana
en- castin, nv ewes about the shedl seen two feet
| stickin, ont. from undher the hapeo' sthraw:-
| Nusba thin. says ], bad luck TO you, faduy,
but you're fond of a warm corner; ana maybe
YOU haven't made yourself as snug as nay IN
blanket But Pll disturb your dhrames, I'm
thinkin', says |, and WIN mat laIu n9" ;, ~
| his heels, las thought, GoD help me, and slvn
GOOD null 10 waken him, as intended, away
| wint, head over heels, and my brains was a.
| most Knocked out agin the wall.
We'll whin recovered myself, there was, an
the broad o. my back, and two things slckn'
o. nv hands, like pair o. Hussians horse-pls
tols-and | thought the sight id have my eyes,
| whin seen they wor two mortal legs.
My jew'l threw them down like hot pra.
tee, and, jumpin' up, roared out mila murther
Oh, you murtherin' william! says !, shakln, my
| fist al the cow-Oh. you unnatural bdsfe! says
l. you've ate poor Paddy, you theivn' Gamble,
you're worse than neyger, says ]; and oao luck
| to you, how dainty you are, that nothln' ia
sarve YOU for your supper but the best piper IN
| Ireland! Ueirasthru! peirasthrui what'll the
whole country say to such an unnatural muir
ther7 and YOU lookin' as innocent there as
lamb and atm your hay as quiet as II notbln
happened-with that, Irun out, for troth l didnt
like to be near her; and, gon' into the mouse,
| told them all about II.
"Arrah. be aisy," says me father. Bad luck
to the lie tell you, says |. us it ate Paddy"
says they. Divil doubt of it, says +. care
YOU sure, Shamus" says my mother. wish
was as sure of new pair o brogues says l.
But luck to the bit she has lef iNit his lwo legs.
"And do tell me she ate the pipes too?" says my
father BY gar, b'ieve so, says l.. "Oh, the
. divil fly away wild her," says he, "what cruel
mother" don't be cursing, the COW, that gives
the milk to the childher.n "Yis, TWILL" says
nv father; "why shouldn't curse stitch an I'M
| natural baste?" "You oughtn't to curse any
livin' thin that's undher your roof" says my mo-
Their. "By my soul, thin" says my father, "she
send her to the fair this minit," says he, "and
sell her for whatever she'll bring. Go aff," says
he, "Shamus, the mint you've ate your break
quest, and dhrive her to the fair" Throth
don't Xix to dhrve her. says /. "Arrah, don don't
be maxim gommah of yourself" says he
Faith don't, says l. "Wel, like or no like"
says he, "you must dhrve her" Sure, ia, ia:
Their, said |, you could take more care v her
Yourself. "Thats mighty good" says he, to
keep a dog and bark myself"-and faith re-
effected the sayin' from that hour-"let me
have no more words about it," says he, but be
aft wild you"
So, aft whit, and its no lie Pm tellin', whln
say il was sore again nv will had any thing
to do with stitch william Of haste. But, how
somever. cut brave long waffle, that might
dhrive the man ather iv thief, as she was,
without bein' near her at all at all. Well, away
we whit along the road, and mighty throng it
wuz wild the boys and girls, and in short, all
Sorts rich and poor, high and low, crowdin' to
the fair
"God save YOU" says one to me-" God save
you, kindly" says l." That's fine haste your
dhrivin," says he.-Throth she is, saysl: though
| God knows it whit agn my heart to say good
word for the likes of her" It's to the fair
you're goin' l suppose" says he, "with the
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