The Weekly Kansas chief. [volume] (Troy, Kan.) 1872-1918, 1882-03-16
A FAMOUS ENCOUNTER.

: slosI ItEspns nave ne:lru OF the celebrated n
counter of OConncll with the famous scold Mrs.
! Moriarty, the huckster of Dublin. There was
nj that time IN Dublin a certain woman, Biddy
Msriarty, who had hnckster stand on one OF
the qnays, nearly opposite the Four Courts. She
/ was a yirago of the first order very able with
her fists, and still more formidable with her
tongue. From one end of Dublin to the other
! she was notorious for her power of abuse and
even in the provinces, Mrs. Moriarty's language
! had passed into currency. 1t was mOoted once
/ whether the young Kerry barrister could ell
/ counter her, and some of the company lin O'Con-
nells presence) rather too freely ridiculed the
| idea of his being able to meet this famous Mad
am Merarty. O'Connell never liked the idea
of being put down, and he professed his readi-
ness to encounter her, and even backed himself
| for the match. Bets were offered and taken-it
| was decided that the matter should come off at
! once.
The party adjourned to the huckster's stall.
and there was the owner herself, snperintending
the sale of her small wares.
\ few lawyers and ragged oilers were hanging
around her stall, for Biddy was character"
and her way was one of the sights of Dublin
O'Connell commenced his attack:
Whats the price of this walking-sti Mrs
What -yOur-name! =
''Moriarty, sir, is my name, and good it
is; and what have you to say agrn it! And one
and six-pence 5 the price of the stick. Trnth,
it's cheap dirt 80 II is-
Zone and siNpence for a walkin. s;ick-nhewi
Why, you are no better than an inpostor, TO ask
tenpence for what cost Won twopence.
.'Twopence your grandmother" replied Biddy.
''Do We name to say its chatn the people am
ImpostOr, indade."
"Ay, imPostor; and it's that call you to your
teeth" rcioined OConnell
Come. cut Your sticks, yOu cantankerous
iandene."
'Keep civil tongue in your head, you old di-
asonal, said OConnell calmly.
stop your jaw, You png-nosed badger. by
this and that cried Mrs. MOriarty, "I'll make
you 90 quicker nor you COME
Don't be in a passion, my old radius-anger
will only wrinkle your beauty"
'.By the hOOky, if you say another word of i'm
prudence, I'll tan your dirty hide, yol bastely
common scrub; and sorry I'd be TO soil my fists
upon your carcass
"WheN boys, what passion old Biddy is in
Il protest, as | an gentleman--
"Jintleman! Wisht, that bangs Banagher.
Why, yon potato-faced pppen sneezer, where
did a Madagascar monkey like You pick up
enough of common decency to hide yer Kerry
broguef"
Easy, now-easy, now, cried O'Connell, with
imperturbable good humor; don't choke yourself
parallelogram."
whats that you call me- you murterin' vii
lain !" roared Mrs Moriarty, .strng to fury.
II call yOu," answered O'Connell, "a parallel
ogram; and Dublin Judge and jury will say it's
no libel to call you So
''Oh, tare an houn's! oh, holy Biddy! that an
bellygrum TO her face. I'm none of yer parry
bellygrums yOu rascally gallows- bird You cow
ardly, sneaking, plate-lIeked blaggard."
"Oh, not You, indeed retorted OConnell;
why, l suppose you'll deny that you keep by
pothenuse in your house."
It's lie for you! l never had such a thing
in my house, yon swindling thief"
"Why, sure, all the neighbors know very we'll
that yOn keep not only hypothenuse, but that
you have two diameters locked up in your gar
Tel IA w rl..rn
every Sunday. yon heartless old heptagon.r
.Oh, hear that ye saints in glory. Oh, there's
had language for fellow that wants to pass for
jintleman, May the dickens fly away with
you, you michcr from Munster, and make eel
cry sauce of your rotten limbs, you measly-
mouthed-"
"Ah, you can't deny the charge. you misera-
BILE snbmuitiple of duplicate ratio"
$50 rinse your mouth in the Liffry, You nasty
tickle-ptcher; after all the hard words yon
speak, it ought to be filthicr, yOu dirty chicken
of Beelzebubr
''Rinse your own month. you wicked minded
old polygon, To the dence / pitch you, you
clustering intersection of an Objectionable
perficies."
You sauey tnker's apprentice, if you don't
cease your jaw, I'll"
But here she gasped for breath, unable to
hawk up any more words for the last volley of
OCOnnell had nearly knocked the wind out If
her.
while I've tongue I'll abuse you. you
most inimitable periphery. Look at her, boys!
There's she stands, perpendicular in petteoats.
There's contamination in her circumference,
and she trembes with guilt down to the extreui-
tiles of her cOrollaries All! you're found ont,
you rectilinear anteeedent and equangnar old
nag! It's with yon the demon will fly away,
You portfrswiping smlitudc of the bisecting of
a vortex"
Overwhelmed with this sort of language, Nor
iarty was sile1ced. Catching up a saucepan,
she was aiming at OConnell's head, when he
very prudently made timely retreat.
"lou have won the wager, OConnell; here's
your het, said the gentleman who proposed the
wager"