Morning journal and courier., 1882-11-15

Give three cheers. dear Katie, wid all O yer For as ye live I'm proud mon the noight! Och honey, such news as I've got now Yell laugh Till soides'll be ere I've teiled ye the half St. Pathrice be thankt we've no longer to wait; Yere to sthert for Amiriky-pack up yer chist see way clare to the money now jist. I'll be afther transhportin' 1t airly next sason, If me bit of a plan goes according to raison
 o o bs ss There's no betther ooonthry to live in yen see,
 % be soe It's the news I'm forgettin', me darlint-me broide the pa ,,ers all filled wid 1t too in big print, And dhrinkin' it's health to the greatest extint! When the tiigra h made up the fggers last noight For the most of it's Irish. There's some haythen A sphrinkln Q Germans, an p1inty O nagers. few chattren Frinch monkeys. italians wid chunes And such big, hungry otes ye'd look round for yer (But them wicked Chiuasers wid tails on behoind, Ha Katie, we're kapin them out. dye moind We'll the news-Och, but first yell tell Teddy Otl1nt That wd half of the thrick to get rid O the rint, An half O his fuss wid the Ian Laaue and sich, And wanst livery year. when the toime comes for (Now it's r,Ihtsperin' I aA-as no doubt yell be w1d parties to drive him half out O. his sinss, There's nate little sum tow ard the family expinsis The best men is a-makin theirs Ives in this land (wid riverence me gurl as ye Il like understhand3 The Guv st picked hisself up on the sthrate But yell think he's jintleman-no setther-me
 
 Wid O foine silk and her feathers all hyin', And him walkin' besoide her quoite sthately an
 grave,
 Bills 8 Councilman now, Miss MoGrath-bs your
 lave!
 For the pleece is a-watin' yer busband-me. jewll They've got me considerin' Och, we'll ditch have 6 At tn. nashnul machine of this thafe-ridden land! When we heerd thim Repoobioan villains vas bate, Ye wad think all the boys in the city was plate. shoutin' noise wid the powther, it's skeered fhoh ffT,1a 1sho tNf ha,d hnH hnnrh Around to oFlartys Che's Hcensed ali roight) There was niver a wink to be got the whole noight. An many insinsible, down on the floor
 Wid the joy, and o'FIarty a handin' in more. And no tho ught of ixpense, which is natshurl be-
 kays
 o'Flarty he knows it's the coonthry that pays, And why wudnt it pay and us pimmiSrats gave 1t Yell know them kepooblcan rascals was sthrong By their k ping in office (wid chating) long. Worse lucS for the wurruld they got rule OCT the
 Sthate
 Och Kate. jst to think O the years they've bin in 1t A-robbin the Trisury livery bE st minnte.- And us waitin our turn for that same in the cold An now what they done-Here's their greenbacke, bedad,
 Their dhirty thin paper that's made the g Id bad And their shame is their giory,-its "tender" they
 Thats the paper, and thrue for 'em then yet to-day The golds worth no more land it's solid see there It's wunther the coonthry survives, declare! That's one bit O. their rogry. could go on repatin long stirring O th- that was tol at the matn, But m fancyiu' there's that ye prefare to say, That's '',chen air ye conein to n,arry men-eh? An Kate, was there jist to see how ye Il blush purtend to objecs wid yer MchaeL! o'o hush ' But ye'd no be in airnest-wid yer lips in a pout- Is't a kiss ye'd be thinkin' of-pokin' them out? Och darlint, 1 m feared if we wait for tho stha6 Of the pIeece in hand twill be too long be half It's this that I'll do, jist sure yo re born I'll borry the money and SC d 1t the morn, And yell take the next stamer widout delayin - Till yere close to me heart yer safety I'm prayin'. So goodbye to ye darlint. It's weary to wait, But sthop-there was news should tell to ye Kate. What 1t now? Ah--to be sure-the election Faix I'm thinktn' twice more of Katies affection Deli take the election l. the good news is this Ye're to come right away shure and crown me vic bliss
 Here's hands thatll wurk for ye airly and late, And heart that's your own-Iheres the news for y Katol