The Madisonian. [volume] (Washington City [i.e. Washington, D.C.]) 1837-1845, 1839-10-23
MISCELLANEOUS.

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And were there many at the race, Piercel'
Many, is it many, au.t 7, Faith, believe
ye; thousands upon thousands /!
And did many horses run, PierceP
'Ay, hnndreds!'
.Oh, Pierce, how could that be?-there
would not be room and, I'm astonished at
the peoples coming out in the teams Of
rain
Och, aunt, ye're such bother! Warn't
there hundreds Of tents to shelter Them
: Is it to shelter thousands, Pierce 2 said his
aunt Kitty, laying down her knitting, and look
ing with her pale blue eyes steadfastly in his
face. #..
Lord aunt, how can you 60 on believing
every word fellow says.
That's true, my dear, when you are the
fellow answered aunt Kittyin her usual placid
way
Sure, he continued, there we're plenty Of
people on the race course, and that's all as one
as thousands; and there were plenty Of horses,
and good sprinkling of tents but, aunt, you
drive all the spirit out Of man with your re-
gulation questions. / tell you, you drive all
the spirit out Of me-
Then do very wrong, replied aunt Kitty,
smiling. Il only want to exchange spirits
the spirit of truth for the spirit of false
hood
'Falsehood aunt p
Lying-whcthcr black or white-if it
please you better
BY the powers !'--and they're large
family. l wouldn't let a man say that of
me-
VT
You could not prevent his thinking it, a"
No man should tell me was lar
i dare say not, Mr.. Pierce Seaman. You
quarreled last week with Miles Pendergast,
for repeating. as il it had been truth, what you
afterwards said was jest, and then you quar-
relied with himfor saying something else was
falsehood which you wished to be understood
was truth. You said on both occasions you
would blow his brains out; but you have stated
your intention of doing so towards so many,
that suppose my friend Miles still has his
brains. hope he will keep them COOL
Il wish,' exclaimed the young farmer, Il
wish my mother had been any thing but an
English woman
Why, Pierce y
why, because then should not have had
an English aunt to fuss about nothing. Now,
don't look angry; no, not angry; you never
look angry, that's the d. OF it-nor don't
blow me up--but no, that's as bad, you never
blow me up; if you did, there would be some
comfort in it, but you wont do either. You
wont do any thing but reason with met is
really enough to make fellow mad y
To be reasoned with!'
'Ay, to be reasoned with. My father used
to say it was one Of the privileges Of an Irish
husband, that he was never expected to listen
10 reason ~,.@.
Irish husbands said aunt Kitty very so
lemnly, while preparing to take up stitch she
had just dropped, :" are, generally speaking,
great tyrants they have the most tender af-
fectionate wives in the world, and they buster
their lives out. Storm !--stom fly fly!
and then las was the case with my poor sis
ter) when the trembling spirit has found re-
fuge in the grave, they cry. over her Irish
fathers are bad fathers !
oh, Kitty, Kitty, if you warn't my aunt p
Butt am your aunt. left my home and
my country, when he Almighty took your pa
rents, to share what l had with my sisters
children. All want is for you to hear me-
Aunt, you want us to heed you too
Not unless your reason Is convinced,
PIERCE
Bother the reason, aunt want to have
no call to it; and hope you wont be coming
over what you said just now to Eliza Byrne
about Irish husbands
Irish husbands are generally bad, and Irish
fathers are even worse
sOh, aunt, why, their lore for their children
goes beyond every thing
And their care for their comfort and pros
perity amounts to nothing. Peer and peasant
live up to what they have and leave their
children the Irish heritage of beggary. How
did your own father leave you and your three
little sisters Itbreaks my heart when think
of it! You're good boy, Pierce; kind heart
ed boy, If you'd give up stretching only stick
to the truth, the bright ornament, Pierce. ]
do think if you would, you'd be almost as good
a husband as an Englishman, as wise one as