The Lambertville press. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1858-1???, 1859-11-16
Biddy Maloney's Cat.

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the, boy Of the mill as s Father Mat, Z
on returning from work one evening,
was met by BiddY, his better half in
a high state Of excitement N.
Mat says she, there's 9 strange
cat in the house"
Cast her out, thin, and don't be
fter boetherin' me about the baste." N
"Faix, an I've bin strivin to do
that same for the matter Of tin minnits
past, but she's beyond my rache, be-
hint the big red chist in the corner
viii yez be after helpin me to drive
her out Matt
ITO be sure Twill, bad luck to the
consate thatshe has me house. Show
her to me, 1Biddy, till tache her the
respect that is due to a man in his
own houseLto be takin' possession
widout so much as sayin by yer lave
the thafe o'the world. = aas aas
Now Mat had special antipathy
for cats, and never let pass an eppor-
tunity to kill one. This he resolved
to do in the present instance, and In
stantly formed a plan fer the purpose:
Perceiving but one modeaof egress for
the animal, he says to Biddy.o mad
Hev ye iversa male bag in the
house, me darlint ~ eassitsnaea 4l8
"Divil a wan is there Mat Yez
tux it to the mill to bring home chips
with, this morning" aifs Es4.tieao
"Faix, an | did, and there tits yit,
then. Well, have yez nothing at all
in the house that will tie mp like q
bag, Biddy 2" asdT silt 'baa
"Troth, an I Have, Mat; there's
me Sunday pettieoat, -yez can draw
the string at the top, and sure it will
be better than lettin the cat lave yez. "
r." Biddy, darlint, yez a jewel to
think NV that same. Be after bringin
it to me. u ''ia VIZ 95e assn
Biddy brought the garment, and
when the strings were drawn it made
a very good substitute for meal bag,
and Mat declared it was " Elegant. " /
So holding it close against the edge
Of the chest, he took a look behind
and saw pail, Of bright eyes glazing
at him.
I" An it's there ye. are. ye divil I
Be out O. that now, bad luck to all
yer kin, ye thavin, vagabone ye,-
Bedad, and ye won't leave my house
at an thin, wild polite akin +? Yer
self win bates big's intirely. Biddy !;
hey yez any hot wather in the house ~
"Yiz, I've plinty Mat, the tay-ket-
tie is full Nv it."
"Then be after castin the matter NV
a quart Nv it behint the chest, till I
see how the shay diVil take it.
"Hould close, Mat, here goes the
wather," and dash went water, and
out jumped the cat into Mats trap.
~" Arran by the houly poker, have
i'm in, Biddy," says Mat, drawing
dose the folds of the garment, "now
bad cess, to yez ye thafe, it's nine
lives ye have, is it Be after akin
forgiveness to the thayin ye have been
dpin' in me house, for Pm thinkin'
the nine lives ye have won't save You
now, anyway. Biddy saize hold of
the poker, and when I shoulder the
haythen yen beat the daylights out
Il b sra
o. him. F" 's's y
Mat threw the bundle over his shout
ders and told Biddy to play /" St. Pat
rick's day in the morning" on it. She
struck about three notes Of that popu-
lar Irish tune, and suddenly stopped,
exclaming e a''
What smills SO quare. Mat? It's
taking me birth away, wild the power
Nv it. Och, muther, Mat f; sure an ye
have the diyil in the sack" '
Bate the old haythen, then; shen
yen niver have a better chance. Bate
the horns Of I'm, lather i'm like blazes,
me darlint. " eA nag P 9 rs
"Aught!'' said Biddy, "I'm faintin'
wild the power Nv i'm. Cast i'm of
nv yez Mat" 2 .a'
Howly st. Patterick,' says Mat,
throwing down the SACK "Biddy,
it's a polecat Lave the house, OF
yousll be kilt intirely. Murther on
tart, how the 'haythen smills. Och,
Biddy Maloney, purity kittle Nv fist
yez makes Nv it, to be sure, to be mis-,
taken that little divil for harmless
cat." III efs'' M 7a0tE @si3a
$40 Mat, for the love Nv God, if yesz Il
convenient to the door be after openin'
it, for I'm nearly choked wild him. =
Och Biddy Maloney, bad luck to yea
for leavin' old ireland to benmrderec
in this way HowlJ Mary protec'
me ! Mat, I'm clale kilt intirely,--
Take me out o. thisVd aaqis 8 g.i
Mat threw her out Of doors, and thei
broke for the pump like a quartz
horse, closely followed by Biddy.
q There, that william bates the diyi
;ntirely he's ruined me house, an pu
me out o. consate wild meself for
| month to come. Och. the deSavil