The Worcester spy. [volume] (Worcester, Mass.) 1898-1904, 1899-11-12

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thot was comm to him, as the ould
song says. Oi'm not hostoile, as a
rule, byes but whin a lad won't foit
whin OF give him provocation, OF think
thot it's about tonne to Spite his face.
There's limit to all things, especially
patience, byes as Dhryden the pote
says.
Nov, the Inglish is a CRATE payple
wild the barney Ills good Oirish they
ought to be. Uncle Sam, says John
Bull, says he, Uncle Sam, it's fer yer
advantage, says he, to jine wild me,
says he. There's China, says he. We
can sthand off the other powers an
divide the coonthry, says he.
Howe says Sam. BE putting the
Roosian, the German and the dago ma
tions off the scint,' says he. Shure,
we are the payple.' says he. 'Oi think
thot we can conthrol the wor-ruld,
says he.
Hows thot?' says Sam. Flows
thot? says John. The Onglo-Saxon is
the CRATE bye, says he 'Shure, he
makes the divviPs DON fuss says he,
but whin it comes to a schrap,' says
he, the Oirish, the Scotch and the
Which forum the hollow squares. says
he. They used to- says OF, but OF
think thot few av thin have lately
bin gittin' their wisdom tayth, says OF.
In conclusion, says OF, Oi don't think
thot they will jine the rank an file
any moor, says OF.
This did not suit AIRY in the least.
He looked toward Donald for sympa-
thy, for the Scotch are supposed to
sneeze every time that John Bull has
cold in the head. Not so, Donald.
"Dinna We bonk on me- AIRY" said
he. "Ye're the guide mon a right, but
anne nae mair layalist to the queen
thon Terry"
yah, Harry" said Hans Il vud
like ter be in der army ven id vos OPP
positioned ter you. vud like dot vii
helm vud ged his dander up, and fer
Yon Bull go logging, mi der rifle on
his shoulder und his pelt id vos vulI
uf cartridges. Nit muchness vud id
qualification me-"
Hi think tits a shine" said AIRY.
The president should ave the power
to confer with the queen han mike the
halliance without hanny preliminary
waste hof talk by the Senate. What
kind hof han bass his Mckinley hum
less he caun dictate is hown hadmins-
tration?"
He's no ass" said Terrence. Hes
the great bye thot knows a thing or
two. tbs the wise lad he is in his GIN
nyration. "Tirrince, says he to me the
last tonne OF saw him, "Tirrince, says
he the IngHsh ambassador invites
me out to champagne suppers,' says he,
wild a view to gittin' me parryloized,
says he, 'Oi dhrink nothin' but wather.
says he, so OF kape me hid clear says
he, an OF am sthill thrue Oirishman,'
says he. Olive got the Gaelic name.
says he, and Ofm ler-runin' the Gaelic
language, says he, so 'Slantha,' says
he, as he finished his glass av sthill
ale
ITO till We the thruth, byes, this con-
wersation is going too far ahead. Dim
agin the alloianee. Oi'H Illustrate it
be sthory. Whin OF was a young
Ammerycan in Castleisland, Kerry,
there was an Inglishman came to live
there. 'Ofm a Johnny Bull, says he
an immajitly the whole crowd became
hostoile. Ye're as good as did, says
they, an forthwith me an John for
ruined a coalition.
"Loike Harry, he was an 'aich' dhrop-
per-"
'Nein," said Hans ''You vos discon-
nectioned init your lingvidge. Vot you
mean ter communication ter us vos der
idea dot ven he looked in der window
he saw some peoples, ven NIT dere gloes
dey vos undressing"
Hans" resumed Terrence, "oi think
thot yell nivver ler-run this foine ould
Anglo-SaXon tongue av ours. OF sid
'aich,' not 'aves.' What -oi mint was
thot, loike Harry, their vocabulary
didn't contain the eighth letther av the
alphybit, 'Tis quare thot the Oirish
cannot ler-run the Inglish how to spake
the language av their ancesthers.
Well sor, this gossoon av a Johnny
Bull was all alone in Kirry. Twas
worse than being alone in Worcesther
He was sphotted the first thrip off, an
wan mott, as OF sid BEFORE whin he got
on the foirin' loine, he got mixed up
wild Few av us in pooblic house in
Castleisland. Az coorse the first thing
he did was to make a break. Oh won't
praytind to rayprejuce the wor-ruds
he Sphoke, but twas a raytiiction on
the Kirry min an other good Ameri-
cans. INSTANTLY all was excitement.
The divViPs own fiddle was to pay.
Shure OF thought thot the A. o. II. wud
kill him. Look out, says OF; yer block S
in danger, says OF. 'Oi know it, says
he. Let's fer-rum an ailoiance, says
he. LoiKe dom fool, OF consinted.
We'll, sor, to make a long sthory
short, we jined isyoues. There was 16
aginst US. and we got walloped in foine
sthyle. Shure OF cud not use me mout
fer attn fer wake HINGE safther the
foit. Twas divvilish ticklish OF was
whin OF thried to feed me face Vance,
bad cess to the Joker OF heard a funny
remar-ruk, an me face flew open loike
a cabbage in full bloom
"Tho- was the first an only alloiance
OIL liver forum. Oh got the worst av
it in the ind. John looked out fer his DON
skin an let me alone wild the innymy,
An, faith, it was sthrange whin OF
came to look into it, thot the innymy
was me DON frinds an the man OF was
dayfndin was me worst innymy. Well,
byes 50 goes the wor-ruld Now ito till
We the truth, OF don't behave there is
such a race as the Anglo-Saxon. He's
mixture av the cosmopolitan races, an
OF dinnaw but he has a dhrop av blue
nose blood in him from the Cannucks,
forninsr us to the north. Lastewise OF
don't loike the Cannuck. He'd rather
be kicked be the Inglish than shlapped
on the pack be an Amerycan."
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