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into this, pla she canled a * flaht.” “Flaht, oi, itsa dale moar loik taadhe thin enything else, and tis day whin I mounts all the shtairs to git to ti flaht,”” moind revairts to me former oceupaytion, and I kin almost fale the hod on me back agin. rrth musha, she’s not the i that T found in_ the abin in all, at all. 's so foine ig wurruds t “yairdly be me 1d to her aspoirations whoile Twas stretched upon me t not only rayfused me me cushtom but sed she was a saivin oop the money to bay her a saleshkin s T can Theres no fwhat will yez be wantin he nixt thing T want,” yez to behave yer silf an not for git into foights om her pocket a lit- isin’s husband, the perintindint of the cair ited to him the nixt mornin me ould posht on the rare platform of me usual eair. I was thirshtin for a dhrop av whishkey, but sorry achince did oi foind to git wan, fther Isl ie tuk asate | in the cair whole of the aldherman, company, which 1 for soon blissid fonrnoon, T thought I'd niver be afther gittin rid av her, but late in the afthernoon she lift, supper, and T immaydiately imbr opperthunities to shtay me thurrust. ot wint home for me she sed wa Whin hrub, the furrust thing ve been dhrinkin agen , an oill ride wid y avenin now,” se: forgit to take out yer proper amo from the total amount.” “Go along wid yer total a * Oive not been dhrinkin, ud shpake a langwid, cud oondershtand, ‘Thin she wint for me, lave an le » wid befoar [a n boarded me eair. On me rixt thrip flown T found Ma, n mearrival, and be if she warn’t good as her wurrud, for she rode wid me an her hin of me, maddhened m an about the toime the theaytre payple begain to come aboard, the whishkey an me timper hegan to wurruk togithir till Tlosht all con- throal of mesilf, and I cud no moar till who hed paid their faires and who hadn't, thin I av counted the shtars in the cloudid bad cess to yez. at yer doant ntof fares pount,”” but oi wish » that common pay a hot punch conthinooal w soon I was partially reshtored to me sinsis by M whishperin to me, while I stood nair her, wid me hand trough the hole in the door waitin for a frunt pla °, “Pathrick O'Callahan,” ails ye? Yez hev lift tin fai an awl the payple air laflin at y in whin I demanded the money, 1 cuddn’t for the loife av me tell a tin from a vive cint pace, an IT thought the men wad r be satisfoid wid their change. Things kept a gittin warrus and wurrns, and iviry tome I looked toward Maggie her oyes. were shnapping moar an moar, until awl T cud say wid me own oyes, an in troth awl I cud kape me moind on shpairks that at lasht commin about the cair. ‘The nixt thing I knew we w: depot, ie was b form a s gg me airm, an croying, ‘an road the | togo home for the | ‘ed siviral | z awl the | | but oi tuk a frineh | THE JUDGE. Lester Wallack. Tue name of Leste been for two long generations inseparably connected with the history of the American. stage », moving up town as it ha | gradually moved with the ‘oide me on the plat- | of the city, premier th Mr. Lester W: ubove, and who: presen| taken the lead in the has always b re of the United Sta lack, whose portrait appears is so tmnt rto the Yorkers, has ment for -athrick,” t ye “Pathrick,” sez she, fwhy Fing the cair bell and lit: the pas- “fwhats the mather wid yersilf. yon dhrunk, that yez can’t haire the bell, whin oive been a ringin it for the lasht half hour?” “Oh Pathrick, Pathrick, ing and a takin tin divils, it’s the far awl the toime,” shtrap.” Begorra, she was right, for whin we raiched the depot oi hed twinty faires to pay ont of me own pocket, or rayther out of Maggie's pocket, for I hadn't a cint lift av me own. Oi got home somehow, I doant know how, but its me hed that hurted me all the morn- ing, and its Maggie that lift the house airly, and where she’s gone, I doant know, but I suppose t the aldherman’s. (Nore.—Oive got the bist of her ennyhow in wan way at laste, for oive written this she, tead ofthe bell Liss 5 See: SRA SE ESLTAUS in an extensive round of highly dissimilar and his judgment and attention to ail have cansed him to be regarded as one actical stage managers in the the theatre which now bears his nds on Broad at the corner of th street, and is on country, name 3 Thirt draws its patronage from a classes of our theatre continuance of his , but echoes the widout her knowin it, oi'll shlip it in amon; the other laves, and whin the book is pub- lished, me postirity will know by these pres ints, that Pathrick O'Callahan 18 not a wor- rum to be down throdden upon and opprissed by enny faymale fwhatsomiver.) -steal and then ‘Tne thief’s favorite metals [ run. ‘Tie waste-basket should always be a re- ceiver of stolen ARKANSAS has a queer curi shape of a Little Roe! Jistay, where were you yesterd: * + Well, the first part'of the pack of firecrackers to our dog’s tail nd he ran under the smoke-house and set it snd after that pa and me want off on xpedition. ” comicbooks.com