Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1854-07-21

HOW VIII DO thatF scZ Neal.
a" Hasn't he 60, two mouths wild teeth in
: emit scz the fisherman.
go Bedad, bu, that's thruc,' SCI Neal.
! "'An', wild that, he laws hould Of il, as
bould as brass-whin WOW, clp goes the
claws into his hand,
"Och, murlhcr - cries Neal, shakin' his
hand wild the black lobsther clingin' to il, an
he skiPpin' abou, like a monkey on a barrel.
organ.
'Murihcr III be killed intircly - says he.
Take the basic oil, will We lis dead
man ! am this blessed DAY, Och' wirra.
wirra what'll become of Biddy an the
childher' Murihcr murthcr the yarmin,
is sucking all the blood from nv BODY. 'Tis
,hs, walss Tho lnb,,s,s ~ ,,J. r..s ouslu
to have known it aforc.
. Oh, blisscd Saint Pathrick, what'll doi
Good people, have pity on me 'Tis poor
di,il am, wild a wife an six caildhcr down
in Galway. Take the bls,c on, | say
viii any good iihilcman cut his head OIL, or
run knife down his throalr
/ "But the crowd they wcr scrccchin' wis
laughter, an houldin' their sides an' ni,cr
soul Of EN- stirred, I'LL big butcher bruk
through 'cm wild his clcaycr.
"'lIould yer hand down upon the boord,
SCI he to Neal And, wild that, he chopi or
the claws, an SC, MGowk free.
"'NoN, TN pay yc for the lo5s,hcr, il
We Plazc, scz Neal, IN passion, to the fish
erman.
"'oh,' SCI the man, 'ir It's a batin' yo'rc
allhcr, yc'rc welcome to IT, An with that,
Le sazes a couple Of lobsthcrs by the small Of
the back, and nourishc' them at arms length.
'trrah, come on sszhc
"Hul, as soon as Neal heard the lobs,hcrs
shakin' and rauln' near bis face, he drops
his fists au' runs out Of Dublin, MID the pco.
pie shouln' a, his heels.
"FaiH when be came back TO Galway.
Ihcrs wasn'i many o. the boys ,h,, wor bould
enough to ask Neal M'Govk to lccl EN- the
age Of lobs,her by lookiu' a,hi teeth. An.
that's ,hc story, sir"
"vcry admirably cmbclishel, dare say.
aud now, Mulrooucy, can dispense with
YOU for the present; so bear in mind wha, ! .
told you"
"Aboui the mash, sir'"
"Ccru.nly, about the mash"
Sull, Peter uuaecoun,lbly fingered and !
was about to ask why he waited, when he
said softly,
81 bcs your plrdin, sir, but Ills bothered
in,rcly am. VIII gi,o her an oull coun.
Tiny mash, or an AmcrLy mash :" /
IL don't know OF any distinction between
thcm," answered, rather puzzled IN INV
ssssss,s
forwards he was ignoran, OF what a mash
was.
II don, know" said !, Of any distinction
between them.
"Arrah, It's reasonable enough tha, yc
shouldn't" responded Peter.
"I.ook here Mulrooncy," said Impatient
ly, Il wan, YOU TO pat about wo double
haudluls Of bran into bucket OF warm water,
aad, after stirring the mixture we'll, to give
D, to the black GIly. That is what We call a
bran mash in this country. Now do you
perfectly understand me 80
Good luck to yer honour replied Pc.
ter, looking very much relieved, Tor the ras-
cal had go, the information he was fishing
Tor, Good luck to yer honouor, what 'ud
be good for II l didn't Sure, It's the ould
country mash, ,Ohcr ALL"
Though, as much said (; ESQ now
away with you, anl be sure you make no
mistake" T
"'risnt'r likely III do that, sir," said he,
looking very confidently. "Bu, about the
warm wa,her, sirl' I
There's plenty TO be had in the Kitchen
"An' the nayguri Will | say I'LL her It's
er honours ordhsrs'
"Ccrtaiuly she'll make no difficulty"
"oh, bcgorra, 'tisn', tranccn l care for
that. But will give her the full Of the
bucket, sirl" /
Twill do her no harm," said careless.
ly. And with that Peter made his bes, bow
AM lcapcd from the presence.
1t might have been some ten minutes after
his that Mrs. Stanley entered the rOom where
| was sitting, aud, as she was still somewhat
Of an invalid, laid down the book had il
nv hand, and leading her 20 the sofa, ar
ranged the pillows TO her liking
81 wish you would 60 into the Kitchen
George" ;" she said, as I was disposiog i light
shawl about her person.
81 am afraid there is something wrong be-
tween that Irshman Of yours aud Phillis.
Both their voices appeared to be a good deal
raised as crossed the hall; and heard the
man say something about some orders you
had given him.
"Oh, It's nothing, Inv dear" | said, half.
laughing. 81 understand It all. Mulroo-
ney requires some warm water, which Phil
liz, who bears him no love, has, suspect,
declined to give him"
! My explanation scarcely satisfied Mrs
Stanley, who seemed to think that the dis
turbancc was greater than would be likely 10
arise from such a trihc. However, she said
nothing more, and was searching for pas
sage in my book which ! thought would
pease her. when all at once we were START