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"Oh then, whereabouts in the wide world are we, captain?' says I: maybe it id be in Roosia, or Proosia, or the Jarman Oceant?' says I.

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"Tut, you fool,' says he, for he had that consaited way wid him, thinkin' himself cleverer nor any one else, tut, you fool,' says he, that's France,' says he.

"Tare an ouns,' says I, 'do you tell me so? and how do you know it's France it is, captain dear?' says I.

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"Bekase this is the Bay o' Bishky we're in now,' says

"Throth I was thinkin' so myself,' says I, 'by the rowl it has; for I often heerd av it in regard of that same:' and throth the likes av it I never seen before nor since, and with the help o' God, never will.

“Well, with that my heart began to grow light: and when I seen my life was safe I began to grow twice hungrier nor ever; so says I, 'Captain jewel, I wish we had a gridiron.'

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Why, then,' says he, 'thunder and turf,' says he, 'what puts a gridiron into your head?'

"Bekase I'm starvin' with the hunger,' says I.

"And sure, bad luck to you,' says he, 'you couldn't ate a gridiron,' says he, 'barrin you wor a pelican o' the wildherness,' says he.

"Ate a gridiron!' says I; 'och, in throth I'm not sich a gommoch all out as that, anyhow. But sure if we had a gridiron we could dress a beefsteak,' says I.

"Arrah! but where's the beefsteak?' says he.

"Sure, couldn't we cut a slice aff the pork?' says I.

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"Be gor, I never thought o' that,' says the captain. You're

a clever fellow, Paddy,' says he, laughin'.

"Oh, there's many a thrue word said in joke,' says I. "Thrue for you, Paddy,' says he.

“Well, then,' says I, 'if you put me ashore there beyant' (for we were nearing the land all the time), and sure I can ax thim for to lind me the loan of a gridiron,' says I.

"Oh, by gor, the butther's comin' out o' the stirabout in airnest now,' says he: 'you gommoch,' says he, 'sure I towld you before that's France, and sure they're all furriners there,' says the captain.

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Well,' says I, and how do you know but I'm as good a furriner myself as any o' thim?'

"What do you mane?' says he.

"I mane,' says I, 'what I towld you; that I'm as good a furriner myself as any o' thim.'

"Make me sinsible,' says he.

"By dad, maybe that's more nor me, or greater nor me, could do,' says I;-and we all began to laugh at him, for I thought I'd pay him off for his bit o' consait about the Jarman Oceant.

"Lave aff your humbuggin',' says he, 'I bid you; and tell me what it is you mane, at all at all.'

"Parly voo frongsay?' says I.

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"Oh, your humble sarvant,' says he why, by gor, you're a scholar, Paddy.'

"Throth, you may say that,' says I.

"Why, you're a clever fellow, Paddy,' says the captain, jeerin' like.

"You're not the first that said that,' says I, 'whether you joke or no.'

"Oh, but I'm in airnest,' says the captain; and do you tell me, Paddy,' says he, that you spake Frinch?'

"Parly voo frongsay?' says I.

"By gor, that bangs Banagher; and all the world knows Banagher bangs the divil. I never met the likes o' you, Paddy,' says he pull away, boys, and put Paddy ashore, and maybe we won't get a good bellyful before long.'

"So with that it was no sooner said nor done; they pulled away and got close into shore in less than no time, and run the boat up in a little creek, and a beautiful creek it was, with a lovely white sthrand, -an iligant place for ladies to bathe in the summer, and out I got: and it's stiff enough in my limbs I was, afther bein' cramped up in the boat, and perished with the cowld and hunger; but I conthrived to scramble on, one way or t'other, towards a little bit iv a wood that was close to the shore, and the smoke curlin' out of it, quite timptin' like.

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"By the powdhers o' war, I'm all right,' says I, 'there's a house there;' and sure enough there was, and a parcel of men, women, and childher ating their dinner round a table quite convaynient. And so I wint up to the door, and I thought I'd be very civil to thim, as I heerd the Frinch was always mighty p'lite intirely and I thought I'd show them I knew what good manners was.

"So I took aff my hat, and making a low bow, says I, 'God save all here,' says I.

"Well, to be sure, they all stopped ating at wanst, and begun to stare at me; and faith they almost looked me out of countenance; and I thought to myself it was not good manners at all more betoken from furriners, which they call so mighty p'lite: but I never minded that, in regard o' wantin' the gridiron; and so says I, I beg your pardon,' says I, for the liberty I take, but it's only bein' in disthress in regard of ating,' says I, 'that I make bowld to throuble yez, and if you could lind me the loan of a gridiron,' says I, 'I'd be entirely obleeged to ye.'

"By gor, they all stared at me twice worse nor before; and with that says I (knowin' what was in their minds), indeed, it's thrue for you,' says I, 'I'm tatthered to pieces, and God knows I look quare enough; but it's by raison of the storm,' says I which dhruv us ashore here below, and we're all starvin',' says I.

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"So then they began to look at each other agin; and myself, seeing at wanst dirty thoughts was in their heads, and that they tuk me for a poor beggar comin' to crave charity, with that says I, 'Oh! not at all,' says I, 'by no manes: we have plenty o' mate ourselves there below, and we'll dhress it,' says I, 'if you would be pleased to lind us the loan of a gridiron,' says I, makin' a low bow.

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"Well, sir, with that, throth they stared at me twice worse nor ever: and faith, I began to think that maybe the captain was wrong, and that it was not France at all at all; and so says I, I beg your pardon, sir,' says I, to a fine ould man with a head of hair as white as silver, maybe I'm undher a mistake,' says I, 'but I thought I was in France, sir; aren't you furriners?' says I, Parly voo frongsay?'

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"We, munseer,' says he.

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"Then would you lind me the loan of a gridiron,' says I, 'if you plase?'

“Oh, it was thin that they stared at me as if I had seven heads: and faith, myself began to feel flusthered like, and onaisy; and so says I, makin' a bow and scrape agin, I know it's a liberty I take, sir,' says I, but it's only in the regard of bein' cast away; and if you plase, sir,' says I, 'Parly voo frongsay?'

“We, munseer,' says he, mighty sharp.

"Then would you lind me the loan of a gridiron?' says I, 'and you'll obleege me.'

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Well, sir, the ould chap began to 'munseer' me; but the

divil a bit of a gridiron he'd gi' me: and so I began to think they wor all neygars, for all their fine manners; and throth my blood begun to rise, and says I, 'By my sowl, if it was you was in disthriss,' says I, 'and if it was to ould Ireland you kem, it's not only the gridiron they'd give you, if you axed it, but something to put an it too, and the dhrop o' drink into the bargain, and cead mile failte.'

"Well, the words cead mile failte seemed to sthreck his heart, and the ould chap cocked his ear: and so I thought I'd give another offer, and make him sinsible at last; and so says I wanst more, quite slow, that he might understand, 'Parly-voo— frongsay, munseer?'

We, munseer,' says he.

"Then lind me the loan of a gridiron,' says I, 'and bad scram to you.'

"Well, bad win to the bit of it he'd gi' me, and the ould chap begins bowin' and scrapin', and said something or other about long tongs.

"Phoo! the divil sweep yourself and your tongs,' says I: 'I don't want a tongs at all at all; but can't you listen to raison?' says I: Parly voo frongsay?'

"We, munseer.'

"Then lind me the loan of a gridiron,' says I, ‘and howld your prate.'

"Well, what would you think but he shook his owld noddle as much as to say he wouldn't; and so says I, 'Bad cess to the likes o' that I ever seen, -throth if you wor in my counthry it's not that-a-way they'd use you: the curse o' the crows an you, you owld sinner,' says I, 'the divil a longer I'll darken your door.'

"So he seen I was vexed; and I thought, as I was turnin' away, I seen him begin to relint, and that his conscience throubled him; and says I, turnin' back, 'Well, I'll give you one chance more, you ould thief, are you a Chrishthan at all at all? are you a furriner?' says I, that all the world calls so p❜lite. Bad luck to you, do you undherstand your own language?-parly voo frongsay?' says I.

"We, munseer,' says he.

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"Then thunder an turf,' says I, 'will you lind me the loan of a gridiron ?'

"Well, sir, the divil resave the bit of it he'd gi' me: and so with that, the curse o' the hungry an you, you ould negarly

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villian,' says I; 'the back o' my hand and the sowl o' my fut to you, that you may want a gridiron yourself yit,' says I; and wherever I go, high and low, rich and poor, shall hear o' you,' says I and with that I left them there, sir, and kem away — and in throth it's often sence that I thought that it was remarkable."

HANDY ANDY AT THE POST-OFFICE.

(From "Handy Andy.")

"RIDE into the town and see if there's a letter for me," said the Squire one day to our hero.

Andy presented himself at the counter and said, “I want a letther, sir, if you plaze."

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"And who do you want it for?" repeated the postmaster. "What's that to you?" said Andy.

The postmaster, laughing at his simplicity, told him he could not tell what letter to give him unless he told him the direction. "The direction I got was to get a letther here; that's the directions."

"Who gave you those directions?"

"The masther."

"And who's your master?"

"What consarn is that o' yours?"

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Why, you stupid rascal, if you don't tell me his name how can I give you a letter?"

"You could give it if you liked; but you're fond of axin' impident questions, bekase you think I'm simple."

"Go along out o' this! Your master must be as great a goose as yourself, to send such a messenger."

"Bad luck to your impidence," said Andy; "is it Squire Egan you dare to say goose to?"

"Oh, Squire Egan's your master, then?"

"Yis; have you anything to say agin it?"

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Only that I never saw you before."

Faith, then, you'll never see me agin if I have my own consint."

"I won't give you any letter for the Squire, unless I know you're his servant. Is there anyone in the town knows you ?” 'Plenty," said Andy. "It's not everyone is as ignorant as

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you."

Just at this moment a person to whom Andy was known

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