Buchanan County bulletin. [volume] (Independence, Iowa) 1869-1891, 1878-05-03

What tux ye out av there p says he
Didn't till ye to kape sthill, an not
stur ?" says he, och, lookin' wild at me-
I'm not takin anything, sur" says l.
when | cud command mesel thrifle, an,
the heart av me givin' livery lape widin
me throat, be the token.
Sure, sir, / was thrivin' to look
through the little windies at mesel be-
yant there" says /, still kapin' my eye
viry jubus-like on the little box, dye
mind?
well, yez needn't git so frightened, y
says he, seein' the state | was in.
There's no great harrum done, an ye
needn't be lookin' that way at the in
sthrument." says he, FOR there's no
wild baste in there that'll jump out an
devour yc, An to quiet ye, III let ye
look an yell see how yer picturs TUX, "
-sez he, an wild that he pulld away
the cloth. Now" says he, look in
an vel see yerself"
Och sure that S not me, at all. at all ,
that I'm lookin at down beyant there, >
says |.
''Tut, tut" says he, ''ay coorse it's
not ye, but me- Amnt [ sthrivin to
show We the way ye will look whin yer
here" says he. That's the way veil
look"
Are We sure av it ?" says l.
Il am, says he
''That III look that way 2 says l.
Exactly. The identicle way, says
he.
''Thin mailie, murther mailie, mur-
ther let me out av here, says [, gaspin
like. For iv you'll blave me, there he
was, stan in forninst me, as plain as ye
PLACE wild his heels in the air, an his
head on the foore.
Och, Civ me ME money, an 'etmo 1t
av here this mint says |, 'ye muir
therin ould thafe av a blaguard ye. Be
gorra, niver stud on me he'd for any
man Wit dead or alive, an dacint gurril
that / am, I'll see We an yer breed, to
Ballamacue aye or the divil, afore I'd
turn heels up to the likes av yez, We ug-
ly, ould, pick'd crow, We ye old villain
av spalpeen, ye
What the row what's the row"
says the big man, comm, in out av the
other rOOme.
Row, thin, enough says l. That
ould blaguard av starved crow, there
beyant, was goin to git me down there,
an whin he'd got the grappers tight on
the back av me lugs, he was goin' to
stand me on the tan av me he'd, an may
be murther me entirely. Yez tux me
for a granehorn, did yez?' says [;
well, I'm not so Crane as we think now,
may be, an iv We don't Civ me money,
an let me out av here, I'll hay yez both
up afore the coort for pair av thavin
blaguards, that We are
Och, thunder an turf. Whinny "
yoll b'blave me, an may | niver stir,
but it's the truth, I'm tellin' What
wcr thin two Williams doin but laughin
an roarin at me, yis, that hearty now,
that y'u'd think the virry sides av thin
wud split open. Aye. troth, an me
that ragin', | cud hav torn livery hair
out av their heads, iv | cud hay clutch
ed thin wild me two hands Oh, Lord
forgive me They jist curdled the
blood av me with the rage, they did
An, whin the outside wan-yis-the
wan that had me hard earnin in his
pockit-cud control himself from burst
in wild the laughin, says he, lookin' vira
sawdherin' like, Och, bless ye! bless
ye Ye didn't understand him, Miss.
Sure, it's not We at all, at all but yonr
pictur' thatll be reversed in the takin',
says he IAN it's yersilf will be slttin'
quite quiet-in yer chair-like a quane
upon her throne. Come now" says he,
an III fix We, mesilf" At the same
time takin me by me hand and ladin
me back to the safe | was in afore -yis,
an twhistin' me the viry idintacal way,
the ould scare-crow did. Aye, faix an
grapped the ould screwin iron on me,
too, just the same now as the ould rash
Kill did.
Now, yell sit quiet, an look at that
sthick, at the corner av the box,
don t move whilst I'm countin, says he
At the same time putin somethin that
ould picky-bones had Civ him Until the
frunt av the little box. Now mind,
says he. don't stir. an wild that he
turn d his back an begun to count for
his life For | cud see plain enough,
that the laugh WASH t out at him ylt.
Och, lave me alone, but | knew enough
to not let thin bate me out av anythin
this time dye mind ? SO jist planted
mesilf street round an cockd me two
eyes, stret in the frunt av me. An
troth, | had quite enough to keep me
employed watchin the little sthick, an
the box, an his own back. dye mind :?
''Thatll do for the prisint," says he,
but remain where you are, for | may
hav' to take you ovir agin. An wild
that he handed bit av slate to ould
skinny bags, an he whip'd wild it Until
his little din Purity soon he KEN out,
an the two were talkin' thegethcr like a
couple av pirates, dishputin' betune
themselves. So, whin they had sitled it,
himself walks up to ME, an says he L
hav' the pictur av you now, only, says
he, it has far more than belongs to ye,
| but III show it to ye to convince ye,
that we wur not chatln ye out av yer
eyes, onyway." An, Whinny,--och,
Whinny, acushla 4! Iv there wasn't me-
silf wild four eyes an two mouths in the
face av me. All otherways, as natural
as life, top skirt an all.
I'm not wi lin to civ ye so much
for the price, says he,' an iv yell just
look at the luvly little burd that I'll
hould in my hand Until | count thurty,
I'll jist take two av yer eyes out an
clap thin Until me pockit to reminder
We by, and yer mouth an yer voice,
Deed, III niver forgit, as long as live,
says he.
So wild that the ould fairy gev him the
slate back agin, an he clapped it Until
the box, fixed me ovir, avick held up
his little burd for me to look at, an be
iabbers he niver TUX his two eyes off
me face, this time, an him countin as
solimn now as an ould judge, readin'
the dith sintince an whin they got
through, this was what they brung to
me ; an iv ye don't say it's as good a
lookin gurril as iver left the county
Connaught- heath, I'm sure my mother
will, whin she sees it. Och, look it
there Isn't it the dazzler?