The Worcester spy. [volume] (Worcester, Mass.) 1898-1904, 1899-11-19

her ticket an was declared ilicted. There
were a number av other wimmin in the
boord, too, an it would dhrive We to
drink, byes, to attind a sission.
"Honora was all roit fer tonne, but
she began to put on Tugs afther she at
tinded few banquets av the County
Galway Wimmins' Suffrage association,
an she Wud call me to attintion pritty
often whin ord ate wild me knoife in me
mouth. Always sprid a napkin, Ter
renee, she would say. IT'S ettyket, she
wud say. An don't dhrink soup be
maxim sound as if wather was goin
through a scuttle hole, she wud say
She used to corrict me in me pronun-
citation, too, whin old discuss the
maynu car-rud.
DON'T SAY ENTRIES, TERRENCE,
she wud say to me: don't say entries,
as if we was goin' into a race. Say
ongthrays, she would say, as she'd reich
DOVER fer a spud thot Old had paled
fer mesilf, and hilp hersilf to the bist
par-rut av the corned bafe.
Stir the cradle agragel, she wud say
whin little Dinny wud be openin' his
face fer a howl. Rock the cradle, Tir-
rince, dear. If the swate little crachure
wakes up DILL be late fer the matin' av
the council, she wud say.
Now boys, whot dye think av thot?
Wudden't it timpt We to dhrink Green's
paint if We cudden't get betther brand
av whisky? Shure, OF didn't have the
loife av a dog, Dyes, while OF was in
Shy Ann OF didn't have aven the loife
av two dogs" said Terrence, an at the
recollection of the incident he sunk his
face into the silver mug and quaffed
copiously and deeply.
"By the grite Tram Tecumseh, hi
think you ad bloody, blawsted, bleed
ing heXperience. Why did you stand it
SO long. Hi Railways thought you were
ha man hof spirit. Why didn't you has
sert yourself? Hi think you should ave
grabbed 'Onora by the back hof the
neck hand run 'er haround the block.
That's what hi would do hif my Ar
riet got guy"
Yah Derry, ven NIT orders she made
some gayness, Wy dided you nodt ter
der voodshed dake her owit, und nit
der drunk strab make some motions"
said Hans.
"Hoot mon" said Donald, chow did
We ha' the patience? AIDE gaze doom to
the corner an START to drinking"
Well" said Sven, who is bit of a
philosopher, ''parhaps Derry got his
dander up en- go bay da divorce court
en- have a separation"
"Oi did in a squirrels whiskers,' said
Terrence. Faith, OF took the reins in
me hands wan mott at a matin' av the
council an we packed up our traps
an lift the sthate bag and baggage.
"They had just passed an ordher
through the council
AGINST WIMMIN WEARIN'
BLOOMERS,
an a curfew law for husbands to be
home an in bid be tin o'clock at mott,
when up gets Honora.
Mrs. Prissydint, sid Honora at a
matin aV the common ScoundrelS. Mrs.
prissidint, says she, OF make motion
an OF sicind thot motion thot we in
wife Susan B. Anthony an Belva D.
Lockwood to come here to lecture an
thot we surprise thin by not notifying
thin av the invitation until the day
afther they accept it.
"Oi got up in the place where OF was
standin. Honora, says OIL ven do
nothin' av the koind, says OF. Ofll do
no entertainin' av Susan B. and Belva
D. Shure they'd ate me out av house
an home. Ye're the mother av little
strangers take the bite an the sup
out av his mouth an the mouth av his
father an mother?
"Oi'm mimber av the boord av
common scoundrels, says Honora, she
says, an DILL brook none av ye're in
solince, says she. Oh rayquist the
sergeant-at-arms, Miss Sue Brett, to
foire We out, says she. Faith twill take
a bigger man nor Sue to put me out
says OF. Thry it yersilf, Honora
machree, says OF. Oh will, says she, an
wild thot she came at me. Oh waited
watched out FER me opportunity an got
her hid in chancery, She hoWled fer
hip, but OF managed to get her out av
the city hall an home. The mkt day
we took the thrain fer Worcesther an
here we are.
Glow dit you dit it nit successful
ness ven DOWN from her high horse
you made Honora do some climbings?"
asked Hans.
"Oi asserted me husbandship," an
swered Terrence
"Shure, Honora wuddent go across
the sthrate to vote now, not aven if
be her vote she cud make Clancy kill
the goat that ate her last wakes
washin'.