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> LIFE: lady in a splinded dress, with a long thrain and jools like the Quane’s, stipped up to"me and began talkin’ some gibberidge, and Oi said ‘Wee madame,’ and she wint on. And Oi said ‘Wee madame’ again. And she wint on, and wint on, And Oi said ‘ Sweet toot.’ And she burst out laughin’ and says she, ‘O ! it’s Oirish ye are?” And Oi was brought up wid good manners, and Oi says, ‘From Cark, af yer plaze’m, and it’s proud Oi’m av it.’ And I looked round and there was the misthress! And she says, ‘Dear Mrs. Long Azure, Oi’m so glad to see ye! Whin did ye come back from Parry, dear, darlin’ Parry! Oi heerd ye talkin’ to the maid. She’s picked up a few Frinch words from the childthren and loikes to air thim.’ serpint fur ye, Bridget Malony! But it’s moyself that got even wid her, fur Oi says, ‘And who but yerself taught ’m to me yisterday to have me pretind to be a Frinch maid, which Oi ’m no more’n you’re a lady, lyin’ about a poor gurl loike that !" ‘It’s drunk ye are!’ she cried, and if you'll belave me it’s but two glasses of the claret punch Oi’d had below and not so much as a buthered muffin! Whin the lady had gone down, holdin’ her handkerchief up to her mouth, the misthress came back in a juice av a rage wid her eyes sparklin’ loike annything and she says tome ‘Damnye! Ye’re an Oirish idiot! Yell go to-morrow.’ Oi’m goin’ the day. Not for twinty toimes the money would Oi stay wid the loikes av Aer, descindin’ to that langwidge! Where’s thim blessed childthren gone to? They’re swate little darlints and it’s sorry Marggie Dolan is to lave’m.”” (Exeunt French bonnes and children.) A SATIN dress.—The telegraph operatrix’s, There’s a | RENDER. 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