Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1877-01-18
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Love In The Kitchen.

"Eow Mr. Malone, whin yer spakin' like that,
1t is asy to see-arrah, git out O. that
Whin discoorsn wild ladies politeness should tache
That yer not TO use hands sir inside of yer spache
Should the misses come down, sir, how would ap
pear
Wild me hair all bewillderedi"
"0h, Kitty, me dear,
Yer pardon | ak, but yer mouth is so sweet,
It's better acquaintance I'm seekn wild it
An love you so fondly-begorra it's true
That Pm always unaisy unless I'm wild you
An then I'm unaisy as bad a. before,
An there's nothin III ass at all any more
Until your betrothal I've got, and. bedad,
III not let ye go till yer promise I've had
It is Just like yer impidince, Mr.. Malonei"
Ye can't call ii impidint, Kitty. ohone,
Fur to be lovin' the likes o'yerseIf =
An We might marry worse, if say it myself,
Fur me heart is your own an me wages is good
An know of a brick cabin built out ov wood,
To be had fur the askIn' NV Dennis McCue;
Fur he's goin' to leave it, an, thin it'll do,
Wild some hxin' an mendn' to keep out the air,
Al bit ov boord to patch up here an there
An trifie ov mud to discourage the cracks,
An will make up in lOvin' whatever il lacks
An ii is built on rock with mighty fine view
0v the country surroundin' that same ayinew
An to be quite ginteel extension we'll rig,
Convenient for keepin' an illigant pig,
An thin we'll both prosper as nate as you place,
An yen see me an alderman some o'those days
An the childer will grow up wild schoolin' an sch
An in politics thin they'll be to get rich
Oh, this is the land fur improvIn' the race
SO, Kitty, maveurneen turn round Yer dear face
Au' give US one kiss the betrothal to own
THE divl bit ov it, Teddy Malone;
Dye thiLk I'd be LAWN a house ov brown stone
Fur the tumble down shanty yer talkin about,
While l live like lady, wild two evenin's out,
An wardrobe father meself is completed
Sure We couldn't tell missus from the sthreet
An at home it's the for she is fond her ase
An ye couldn't say which of US bosses the place
An it's like your assurance to ask me to lave,
An be the same token, will you behaved
Let go me hand sir
But Kitty, me dear
Ye can't be inteudin to always live here,
Wild niYir husband but modn' alone,
An nivir a baby
whist Mr. Malone
Yer very onmanneriy.
'Divil a wan
It's only the truth that Pm tellin', iadeed,
That yer niver intendin' to die old maid
It's right ye are Teddy how could ye know this
"Well thin will it please ye to give me kiss J"
'Get out with yer blarney, shure how can tell
But there might be another would sut me as wellF
'Arrah Kitty, me darlin' don't say that agin,
If you Wouldn't be KILN the thrIest of min
But if there's another ye like more than me
Thin it's faithless ye are, and it's goin' I'll be,
An I'll be broken-hearted fer lack ov the joy
ThatI thought to be gainn',
'Why, Teddy me boy,
Is it dyn yer talkin ov Z? What would do
An unmarried vida in mouT min fur you?
An We wanted kiss sir? We'll, there if you must,
Oh, murdher, the man is devourin me just
Is it atm me up ys'd be after be like?
Well, it's not so onplasin', We may if ye likes
An if anyone's askin about ye I'll own.
That a trOth oy a boy is me Teddy Malone