Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1874-12-25

Och don't be talkin'. Is it how'd on.
Sc say ? An didn't how'd IN til the heart
oi me was clean broke entirely. an me
wa,tin that thin YOU could ciatcn me wild
Yer two hands. TO think o. me t0iiin' like
q nager for the six year I've been in Amerikv
bad luck to the day | iyer left the ovid
clunthry to be bate bv the like o. them
(aix an II sit down when I'm ready. - |
viii. Ann Ryan, an yc'd better he l-tenin
than drawin' y0ur remarks) an i it my-e.',
with five good chara tiers from respectable
places. would be herdin' wii the haythens ?
The saints forgive me, but Ia be buried alive
sooner'n put up wild it a day longer. Sarc
an WAS tie granehorn not to be lawn at
onct when the missu> kim into me kitchen
Wid her pcr.ayer ab0u; the new waiter man
which was brought out from Caiil0ny.
He'll he here the night. SAYS She, and hit
tv. its meself looks to You to lie kind and
patient wild him, for les furr:ncr, says
She, kind o lookin' off. Sure an its lit
tie I'll hinder nor interlarc wid him nor any
other, mum, says |. a kind o. stiff, flr
minded me how these French walters. vii
their paper collars and brass rings on their
fingers. ism t company for no gurril brought
up dacint and honest. Och s0rra bit |
knew what was comm till the missus walked
into me kitchen smilin', an says, kind %
schared, Here's fing Wing, Kitty. an
you il have too much sinse to mind his bcin
a little strange Wid that she shoots the
doore, and |, misthrusting if l was tidied up
sufficient for me fine bnv wid his papcr col
niyer brathc another breath. but there stud
a rale haythen Chincscr a-grinnin' like he q
Just come of a tav-box lfyou Il behave me,
the crayture was that yeller it'd sickcn you
to see him: and s0rra stitch Was on him bat
a black nighJ-gown over his trousers, and
the front of his head shaved claner nor cop
per biler, and a black tail arranging down
from it behind. wid his two feet stock into
the heathenestcst shoes YOU ever set eyes on.
Och but | was upstairs aiore You could
turn about. erwin the missus warnin' an
only stopt wild her by her raisin' me wagea
two dollars. and paydin wild me how it was
ii Christian : duty to bear wild haythins and
taitch EN- all in our power-the saints save
Us , Well, the ways and trials | had wid
that Chineser, Ann Ryan, | couldn't he tell
in. Not blissed thing cud do bat he'd
be lookin' on wild his eyes cooked up ard like
two poomp-handles, an he widout a speck
or smitch o whishkcrs on him, an his fin
ger-nails full a yard long. But it's dyin'
you'd be to see the missus a-larnin' him, an
he GRIMM and wagon his pis-tail (Which
was pieccd out long wild some black stuff,
the haythcn chate y and gettin' into her
ways wonderful quick, don't deny, imitat
in that sharp, you'd be shurprised. an =
ketchin' an copyin' things the best of Us
will do a-hurried wid work. yet don't want
comm to the knowledge of the family-bad
luck to him
as it ate wid him? Arrah, an would
be sittin' wild haythen an lie a-atin' wild
drum sticks-yes, an attn dogs an cats un-
knownst TO me, | warrant you, which it Is
the custom of them Chinesers, till the
thought made me that sick | cud die. An
didn't the craYture offer to help me wake
ago come To0sdav. an me a-foldin' down
me clane clothes Tor the ironin, an fill his
haythen mouth wild water, an aforc could
hinder SQUIRT it through his teeth street over
the best linen table-cloth, and fold it up
tight as innercent now as baby, the DIRTY
baste But the w0rrest of ali was the copy
in he d be doin' till ye'd be distracted
It's yersel' knows the tinder feet that's on
me since ever I've bin in this country.
Well, OWN, to that, | fell in way o slip
pin my shoes off when I'd be settin down
TO pale the praties or the likes o. that, and /.
do We mind that haythin would do the same
thing after me whinivir the missus set him
to parin' apples or tomaterses. The saints
in heaven couldn't make him behave he cud
kape the shoes on him when he'd be paylin'
anything.
''Did lave fur that? Faix an didn't.
Didn't he get me into throuble wild my mis-