The Irish standard., 1886-05-01
PAUL PEPPERGRASs, ESQ,

"A l.
Author OF "Shandy MCGUIRE" ''The SpR-
wife, etc.
CHAPTER RV.-Continued.
sNonsense! He's cockney tailor
come down to rusticate-eh?''
s'No, sir; he's an American, and real
Yankee into the bargain
ga Yankee! The deuce he ISL
"a native of Ducksville, STATE Of Con-
necticut,''
s'Ho, ho! now understand you; he's
the Crohan man-cousin, or nephew, OF
something of that kind, to the Hard
wrinkles. Very good; he's just the man
want too see; present me forthwith.
Kate wishes to see him too, of all things,
and swedrs she'll invite him to the cas-
tie herself, if don't. Introduce me
instantly; I'll see what he's like, and
then ask him to visit u.s.
80, the young scamp!'' exclaimed the
hght-keeper laughing; S'she's got some
mischief in her mad pate, [ warrant you.
If the good gentleman only took q
friends advice, he would stay at home.
and keep clear OF her company. But
come; I'll introduce you, at al hazards
Captain Petersham," said he, taking
off his hat and motioning with the grace
of well-bred gentleman, :'let me pre-
sent you to Mr.. Weeks, Of Ducksville,
Connecticut, United States. Mr.. Weeks,
Captain Petersham, OF Castle Gregory F"
The American bowed low. but without
saying a word or changing his position
in the least Not so Mr.. Petersham, who
tespised in his heart all kind Of formal
ity, save and except the formalities Of
the duel ground; and these he under
stood well. and could practice to perfec-
tion.
"What the plague, mani" he exclaim-
ed, ftdon't be so stiff with me. None
sense! you're all American citizen, and
that's enough, sir; give me your hand
Ducksville or Drakesvil|e-I don't care
o barley-corn what vile you are, 50
you're free American. Come, sir, let
7ls be friends at once, and make no more
bother about it,
excuse me, Captain Petersham; you
make q mistake. My name amt Ducks
vile or Drakesville; my name is Weeks
-EphGiam G. B. Weeks" ;"
80, hang the diference!-it's all the
same-what matters it? Come, let's join
Lee in his ofice-he's gone to order
some refreshment. and I'm as dry my
self us o whistle;" and running his arm
into his arm into the astonished Amea-
cams, he dragged him along, speaking
all the while with his usual rapidity |
''Pshaugh! it's all balderdasla-what's i'll
name?-why man, it don't signify a
straw what you're called"
"Wel], no, not much, I reckon; but if
it's just the same to you, ia rather be
called Weeks-Ephriam Weeks. Here's
my card, sir, if you please
"Card, pshaugh--a7l humbug. Keep
your cards, my dear sir, for those fool
ish enough to use the taitics. But if you
choose to be called Weeks, TIL call you
Weeks, certainly, sir, and an excellent
name it is for an American. "
*'Well, it's sort O. handy like for
business man.
''To be sure-to be sure-there's your
secretary of legation, Mr.-Mr.-what
the plague! I can never remember
names-Mr.- .-Mr-O confound it-Lin-
hmdoodle-or something of that sort, -
well, sir. he's q fine fellow, that Linkin-
doodle, right honest thorough going
as I ever meet in my life. He
has an odd name, to be sure but what
pf that?-No one minds it-anyt thing,
you know, will do in a country like
yours, where you've no houses yet, or
pedigrees, or things of that description
to trouble. And SO you're staying at
Crohan with the Hardwrinkles. Well, I
can only say I'm sorry for lt-they'll
ruin you, that's all-ruin you, sir. body
and soul''.
''rhe Hardwrinkles are my cousins,
Captain Petersham."
''Just so; know; understand all
that-but you'll not be worth rap {
sir, if you stay with them s
many months longer, Notwithstanding ,
'tYou don't say sop {
II do, sir. They'll first reduce you
down with psalm singing, till you're as
fat as dish water and as weak as wen s
die straw, and then finish you off with {
mock piety, private scandal, and weak
tea Take my advice, sir, and stay
with them as little as possible. Come
up to Castle Gregory, where there's {
some life to be had, and come as often {
as you can, too-well be always glad to
see you. So here we are in the light [