The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1900-09-02
wss. xULDUo,s Hrss.ND NIKE.
with Him Dead and His Girl Cr,ius at his
wife Just Inns rine Her Fseiiaas.

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"Arrah good mornin' Z ye, Mrs BrsnniRNn,
but phwhere have been this tonne back?
shure y do be heatin' NV me Mickey doyin'
an pwhy did y no come Z III funerni' e
nivlr bird? Arrsh. Mr Brnnnisan. sorra N
day fr me, man. ~ good Lord beChunc me
an all harrum. pwhin me ould man died. an
lift me wild tree snail thildcr. lie ~uZ a good
man, 50 he wuy. an pNhin ) I'm a man good
T. his clilder. -hure ye nm 8 man good 4 hs
family. Whist. Mrs. Brannishn, but he had
tn divil In him. Shure he WAY a rigler divil,
tn Lord bcchune him an all harrum, may his
soul ri.t in pace, say l. he was not bad man,
Jist full ov fun he wuE all III toirne playin'
a Joke an havin' = lark shure ia y'rsel' That
knows IT,
WI now, Mrs. Brannigan. jst listen. Y
know, nam. wan night whut does | 40, but |
thinks, thinks |, III 90 an meet me ould man.
So ] puts on NE clane wrapper, puts tn baby
in tn kerridge. an vid IN other tso hanging
on me skirts, / Nhalks Out { meet him. As !
whlnt along rollin' ~ kerridge. who .h'ud !
SPY but me laddybuck thalkin' tayounR gurrul.
wondered who she be, I dunno. an hurried
as fasht az | cid { meet Thin, But me ouid
man spied me, an tippin' his ha, Z IN surrul,
he ran up T. me, ! ser, sez | { me Mickey,
An who tn divil il that y we're talkin' 60.
Aplh III llNh ~ Nv ~ F''H
ser he: oh, M gurrul Il. goin' Wild a fri'nd ov
mine, rhi. fri'nd sn' | so I vor1ik iv'ry
Mn an sometimes she nhalks down
wild us
4 jokcd about m' surrul. but blave me.
man, he had a quick answer fr me iv'ry tonne.
! didn't think onny more about III gurril,
but tn mkt noisht | ser { mesel, 'Shure III
60 an NEE, me ould man ser { meser,
Mrs. Muldoon. wNmsn. take IN other side NV
N sra,e ,hi. av'ntn' min II " laddybuok
does n 'vIry some, man, but as / whaiks along
who does ace but m ould man. an, h'lave
me. man, but he euz t%halkin'. an jokin' vid
Mrs. Branniesn. but d. diviI WI, in him, q
he saw ne Phwin he nit ne se1: J, ms
%us a Clip, Mrs. Brsnnissn. Is # news "
sfther'' he ser. piyil n b, NY hSrrum WIZ
a, aIibR.,Trss' X. t b. sii aiT" 'pida.tI ,tii y.' be ..z,
that its me fri'nd's surrul' .shure she do, be
.thoppin. me In n strste, an AKIN .bou, her
up tho, poisSt Mr., Brsnnissn,, ! toald sb9n,
10 gurrul, but me Mickey, passed IT "a a. a Joke
shuEs he Suz 4 dIviI T hSvin tnn' AMI Sr,
GE pi r. IT.. IN MN "o. mr.
VIII, nam, me MoIks TUX SICK. eid N "a,
be, ! dunno Pwhin he doisd. man. me poor
thin thst tn nslghbors wore. koind tine. They
i .ss Fid N IT, az .ici ndG nois Ra', Nv 'H * , Tss+e mar. In,
We wll1 tinin' stories about me poor Moike.
tn dnre opened an ~ vhalks a gurrll. TUX
we bird a boohooi that wud wake tn dead.
Jist imagine mt ieelin's. mum; | SITS up firm
th' stool an. whalks, over = III CONN pvhere
me poor Moike WIZ layin' 4 lux At tn Surril.
an she lite antther boohoo that wud bate onny
r. <. WI; re.rp' ioiE., q bull. i!rsh now
.-,, 'puhere dye feel IN, %vurst',, an v1d
that, Mrs, Brannisan, give III surTnl a shove
thot nearly stint her on her head, sn' thin, schusls.
me poor Moike.. Mrs. BranniGan. mani Shure
an wuzn't Il III dsrllnt gurrul thot Mickey
had been thalkiu' 70! She III anither boohoO.
an thin 40, |; So here. me i,oine lady. dye
know Mickey Ia q married NAM
cud hnvs .esn IN Dyes she do be maxim A. me,
an wish y c,id have seen th' way she fouroed
out oy n, room. RI, n.irhoor: Al laughed
Mrs B%rsSnisan, avn N BIZ ov hsrrnm ,sui
in me Mickey, Divil TIL bit, man, shure don't
know Il. he wus fond nv his joke, 90 he wuy,
but whist, Mrs. Brnnnisa an. Is me bonnet
on strait. mann Here comes Billy: Y know
Billy. nam Hes me M9tEs,: brother hs,s
Inc thslkin' he'll he tillin' me that me tongue
Is all tn tonne waSstn', Me brother-in-lsw,
Mrs. Branniean. don't loIke & hear about
Mickey ioses Now will y lqS q that, pan.
4; s9'u Ssd Pi Id s'f bs : sss ns' :. p. sc. m M. bit i In m 1S..sT'
that has it in fT him. this same laddybnck.
But nivir a worrud now. Mrs. Brannlsan. Shure
y'know there wun no hsrrum IN me man. Dtyil
III, bit nsx but imagine n me feel hui : PAM must fb bSIr
home = n chider. It's y'r.ei that knows
wh,t trouble they be. Come up some noight,
Mr. Brsnnissn. Good mornin'. nam"