The Union and journal. [volume] (Biddeford, Me.) 1858-1882, 1866-10-05
he, "you've bin dinkin". You'er under
the inlloo nee Of Ticker, slr!'

VI
Ticker has passed my lips In rs years'
[Cries OF aOh here now. thai wont do"
1T Is troo,' said ]. mot a drop Of goot
lick or has posed my lips In al that time
don't let It pass EN- ! reach for i while
it's soin' by" .ays L esquire, harness
me some more!' ,., ..., M, ..
81 beg PARDON" said the Squire, @fo'
the remark; you arc sober; but what or
airh are you drivin at 7"
@Yes!" I sad, "that's juss IL That,
what I've been akin myself durin' tho en'
tire cvcnin,. What 10 this gvste meetin
drivin' att What's all the grste fiuian
meeiins drivin' At all over the country
"My Irish frens' You know me vel
enuff TO know that didn't como here "a
disturb ihis meetin'. Nobody but loafel
will disturb any kind of mee,in'. And
if you'l u notiss Il. them ~ arc up to thi,
sort Of thing, alters como to a bad end
There was young man - will not men
ton hin name-who disturb'd my show ia
. certain town, two years ago, by maxim
remarEs disrespec,fil Of my animals nc
companicd by allosun to The front part o.
my he'd, which, a. you See, II h BA'd-say'
in. says this young man. 'You sanpaper ]
too much, hut you We got beautiful head
of hair In the hack Of your neck, old man
This made q few ignrcnt and Ilow.mindet
young mnn1 In less than . month hi.
aunt died and left him a farm In Oxf6r
county, Maine! The human mind car
pictur no gra.er misf6nin than this.
.No. my Irish frens, am here as youI
nai,er and ffen. know you are brave and
wann.hcarted. know you arc honest. In
this Finian matter.
"i,ut let us look at them Head Centers
Let us look at them rip-roarin' orators In
New York, who've bin tearin' round foI
up'anis year, sweariu' Ireland shall be
free.
"Therr's two parties o 'McMahony',
and Moo Roberta One thinks the bes'
way is to 20 over to Canatly and establish
q Irish Republic there, kindly permittin the
Canadians to pay expenses Of that sweet
Boon and the other wants to sail direck
for Dublin Hay, where young McRoy and
his fair young Bride went down and wal
drowned, Hccordin TO ballad I onct heard
Hut there's one pint on which both partie,
res-ihats the Funs. They're willin'
them CHAPS in New York, to receive all the
Funs you U send EN-. You send q pus'
tonight to Mahony. and another puss tc
Roberts, Roth will receive 'em. You bet
And with other p,isses il will he similar.
~ was into Mr.. Dclmonico's es,in' house
the other night, anI saw my frcn Mr.. Ter
renee McFa,lden, who is d eleknnt anil en-
terprisin' deputy Center. He was si,tin' a
a liable, eatin' n canvass hack duck. PO,il'
try Of that kind, rs you know. Is rather
high Just now. ! think about five dollars
per Poul,. And bottle Of green seal stood
before him.
..How arc You, Mr.. McFadden ?" said l.
20, Mr.. Wanl! ! am miserable -miser
able! The wrongs we Irisllmen suffer
Oh, Ireland Will a troo history Of YOU
suffcrings ever be written Must we bt
forever ground under by the iron heel o.
desI,0tic l,ritain ?--but, Mr.. Ward, won
you eat SUIT in ?"
Well" I said, f" if there's another can.
vass lack and spare hottie Of that green
seal In the house, ! wouldn't mind jnin
you in bein' ground under by Brton's iron
heel"
"t;reen turtle soup, first?" he said.
"Wcll, yes. lf I'm to share the wrongs
Of Ireland with you, don't care if do
have a howl Of sOuI. Pit hcan into Il. y
! said to the waiter. at will remind me oi
my childhood days, when we had 'en bak-
ed in conjunction with pork every Sunday
nOriiin', aud then all went to the village
church, and had a rcficshin' nap In the
FAM 'Iy pew.
"Mr. McFadden, ,who was suferin' 80
thusely for ireland, was OF the Mah0ny
wing. I've no doubt that some ekally pat.
riotic member Of the Roberts wing wns
sufierin' IN the same wny over to the Mason
Dory cain house.
"1ley say feller citizens, soon YOU will
see a blow struck for Irish lil,cny! We
haini seen notliin' hut How, 40 far-n's
been all I'low, and the blowers in New York
won't git out Of Bellusses M long as our
Irish frens In the roonl districks send 'em
money.
"l.et tho Green float above the red, II
thnt'll make Il feel any better, but don't you
he tho Green. Don't never 20 into any.
thing ill you know whcrc bouts you're 60.
in to.
ai'his il very good country here where
you ae. You Irish have enjoyed our boons
held your share of our offices, and your
sharv Of our voiin'. Then why this hula
baloo about freein' Ireland? You do your
frens in ireland great injoory, too because
they blesve you're comm sure enuff, and
they fly of the handle and git into Jail.
My lrisl, frens, ponder these things little
Famine EN- closely and above oil, find lout
where the p,isses 80 to.
sot down. There was no applaws but
they stened to me kindly. They knowe,l
! was honest, however wrong might be :
and they knowed. too, that there was no
peple on arh whose generosity and gallant
~ had higher respeck for than the Irish
excep' when they fly off the handle. So
NV i'ller citizens let inc toot my horn.
But Squire Thaxter put his hand onto
my he'd anil said In mournfiil tone Of vols
"Mr. War,i, your mind is failin! Your in
tellcck totters! You arc only about sixty
years of age, yet you will soon be drivel.
In dotard aud have no control over your.
SELF"
ii have no control over my arms now,"
| replied, 'lrivin' my elbes suddenly into
the Squire's stummuck, which caused that
eorpyIen, magistrate to fali yilenty of the
stage into the fddlcr's box. where no stuck
his vener 'Lle he'd into Bass drum, and
stated ''m,irler" twice, in . very loud
vols.
Il was late when ] got home. The chill.
dren and my wife were all abed. hut q
candle "A candle made from taller Of our
own rnisin'-gieancti IN Be,scy's room; Il
glea,ned for I !! All was slill. The sweet
silver moon was shinin' bright and the
beautiful siam was up 10 their us,ial doin'k
] felt scntymental mood ssill % gently ore
me stealin', and pawscd before Betsys
winder, and sung, In kind Of op'mtic vols
as follens, imrromptu, to wit:
wake. Dessy, vale,
Ny svees ealps!
Riss ~, h6 hiy,
Nhh hsch ~ luts
Tho winder-l rcsret TO sy thai the