The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1870-03-12
o,Connen and the scoId.

place in the early part of his lite. Not
long after he was called to the bar, his
talents received rapid recognition from
all who were casually acquainted with
him. His talents for vituperative Ian
guage were perceived, and by some, he
was, even in those days, considered as
matchless scold. However, there was at
the time in Dublin, certain woman,
Biddy Moriarity, who had a huckster's
stall on one end of the quay, nearly op-
posite the Four Courts She was vira-
go of the first order, very able with |
tongue. From one end Of Dublin to the
other, she was notorious for her powers
of abuse, and even in the provinces, Mrs
Moriarity's language had passed into
currency. The dictionary of Dublin
slang had been considerably enlarged by
her, and her volubleness had become
proverbial. Some of O'Connell's friends,
however, thought he could beat her at
the use of her own weapons. OF this,
however, he had some doubt himself,
when he had listened once or twice TO
some of her billingsgate. 1t was mooted
once that the young Kerry barrister
could encounter her, and one of the COM
pany, in O'Connells presence, ridiculcd
the idea of his being able to meet with
the great Madame Moriarity. O'Connell
never liked the idea of being put down,
and confessed his readiness to encounter
her, and even backed himself for the
match Bets were offered and taken, and
| it was decided that the matter should
come off at once.
The party adjourned to the huckster's
stand and there was the owner herself,
superintending the sale OF her small ware,
A few loungers and idiers were also lin
gering around the stalls, for Biddy was
character, and, in her way, was one of the
sights In Dublin
O'Connell was very confident of sue
cess He had laid a very ingenious
plan for overcoming her, and with all the
anxiety of an ancient experimentalist,
waited to put it into practice. At this
time O'Connell's party and the loungers
about the place formed an audience
quite sufficient to rouse Mrs. Moriarty. on
public provocation, to due exhibition of
her powers O'Connell commenced the
attack by saying:
What's the price of this walking
stick, Mrs. What S your-name 2"
s.Mofiarty, sir, is my name, and good
one it Is, too, and what have ye to say
agin it And one and sixpence is the
price of the stick. Troth, its as cheap as
dirt, so it is.
ssOne and sixpence for such walking
stick Why, you are no better than an
imposter, to ask one and sixpence for
what only cost two pence"
fTwo-penee, your grandmother" re-
piled Biddy. g Do you mean to say that
it's cheatin the people 1 am? Imposter,
indeed p
sAy, imposter; and it's that I tell you
to your teeth" /" replied O'Connell.
''Come cut your stick you cantankerous
jackenapes."
Keep a civil tongue in your head
| you old diagonal replied O'Connell
| calmly.
s'Stop your jaw, you pug nosed badger
:. I'll make you go quicker than you
came"
Don't be in a passion my old rodius
, Anger will only wrinkle your beauty
'sBy the hokey, if you say another
[ word of impudence, I'll tan your dirty
hide, you beastly common scrub; and
t sorry I'll be to soil my fist with youl
dirty carcass"
"Whew, boys! what a passion ole
; Biddy is in; I protest, as 1 am gen
tleman."
, Glntleman jintleman The like.
of you jintleman! Wisha, by gor, tina
' hangs Banagher. Why, you potato faced
pippin -sneezer, where did Madagascar
i monkey like you pick up enough of com
mon Christian decency to hide your ker
n ry brogue
> imperturbable good humor, ''don't chos'
yourself with fine language, you ole
1 whisky drinking parallelogram."
"What's that you call me, you dirt,
o muthering villain ?'' roared Mrs Mortar
ty, stung into fury.
: L call you," answered O'Connell, q
parallelogram, and Dublin judge o
y jury would say it was no libel to cal
you so.'
Y 80 tare an GUNS o holy Biddy
e that an honest woman like me should b
). called a barry belly grums: you rascall
gallows bird, you cowardly-spaking, plate
licking blaggard."
e sOh not you indeed" retorted O'Con
o nell. Why, I suppose you'll den
that you keep a hypothenusc in you
house 7"
.Its a lie for you, you bloody robber
n never had such thing in my house, yo
bloody old theif.''
"Why, all your neighbors kro yer
well that you not only keep hypothe
( muse, but that you have two diameter
locked up in your garret, and that yo
.e go to walk with them every Sunday, 20
ID heartless old heptagon.'
lie ooh hear that, ye saints in glory
Oh, that's bad language for fellow wh
,e wants to pass himself off as jntlemal
of May the divll fly away with you, 20
micher from Munster, and bake celer
d sauce from your limbs"
,e "Ah, you cannot deny the charge, 20
miserable submultiple Of a duplica
pc fraction"
i'd s'Go rinse your mouth in the Liffy, yo
he nasty tickle pitcher. After all the ba
words you speak, it ought to be filthie
, !. than your face YOU dirtv chicken of BE