Tales from Many Sources / Vol. V

ALGE

had my own way in his school as free as ever I had in my mother's shebeen. God be wid them days, I say again, for its althered times wid me, I judge, since I got under Carlisle and Whateley. Sich sthrictness! sich ordher! sich dhrilling, and lecthiring, and tuthoring as they do get on wid! I wisht to gracious the one-half of their rules and rigilations was sunk in the say. And they're getting so sthrict, too, about having fair play for the heretic childher! We've to have no more schools in the chapels, nor m

wid a pint ov sweet milk in a skillet, and the bulk ov her fist ov butther, along wid a dust ov soft sugar in a saucer, and I'll show you t

gredients, and they were br

Send up the housekeeper," says he, "for a faymale hand is ondispinsably necessary to produce the adaptation ov the partic

-and-by up there comes an ould faggot ov a Caillean

ooseberries in the panthry as I came up: she has eyes as black as a sloe," says he, "and cheeks like the rose in June; and sorra taste of th

very unproper ov you to spake that way o

ss," says his Riv'rence, la

insiniwations: I don't care who sees my whole household," says he; "I don't care if

hem," says his Riv'rence. "You're afeared, now, if I was t

p she came, stepping like a three-year-old, and blushing like the brake o' day: for though her apron was thrown over her head as she came forrid, till you could barely see the tip ov her chin-more be token there was a love

e way you'll know that will be by stirring it ons't or twice wid the little finger ov your right hand, afore you put in the

" says the Pope, mighty stern. "Stir the posset as he b

roper; I hope I'm uncapable ov any sich dirilection of my duty," says he. "But, marciful Saver!" he

Miss Eliza; but, upon my conscience, I believe it was a mere mistake that his Holiness fell into on account of his being an ould man, and not having aither his eyesight or his hearing very parfect. At any rate it can't be denied but that he had a sthrong imprission that sich was the case; for he wheeled about as quick as thought, jist as his Riv'rence w

what would your Holiness be at, at a

inses?" says the Pope; "would you have me dou

e, "if they pretend to have informed y

as plain as I see the nose on your face; I heard the

and isn't to be depended upon at all. If we were to follow them blind guides, we might jist as well turn heretics at ons't. 'Pon my secret word, your Holiness, it's naither charitable nor orthodox ov you to set up the testimony ov your eyes and ears agin the characther of a clergyman. And now, see how aisy it is to

says the Pope; "here's the cork in t

because it's only its raal prisence that's in it. But that appearance that you call a cork," says he, "is nothing but the outward spacies and external qualities of the cortical nathur. Them's nothing but the accidents of the cork that you're l

y ov the cork and them cortical accidents, and that it's quite possible, as you alledge, that the thrue cork is really prisint on the end ov the shcrew, while the accidents keep the mouth ov the bottle stopped-sti

rence, "is, that I'm sinsible

e, "the kiss you g

iv'rence, "but t

ubt you," s

rew with less noise,

g to be less nor nothing, bar

glass ov whisky is less nor that tumbler ov punch, and t

al misure or by the liquid

o, this glass ov whisky is less nor nothing; and for that raison I see no harm i

goes to make the rule good," says he, filling his tumbler wid the blessed stuff, and sitting do

t'll account for the increased daycrement I mane to take the liberty of producing

's the best stuff I ever tasted; you call

s his Riv'rence, "we'll have the less deffe

ays the Pope. "Faix, I'm afeared," says he, "it'

f surds here in the bottle; for I tell you it will take us a lo

lessed quart an irrational

one, and too little for

fficient, and we'll

exponent, then," s

hat?" say

be sure," says

r?" says

cork," says

k's dhrew," s

nt of the accidents that's stuck in the

ays the Pope, "and that makes me suspect tha

oo that's in it, and the reality's passed out through the cortical spacies as you say; for, you may have observed, we've both been in r

e've got the reality, there's no use

e accidental qualities ov good liquor to hunt the sinsible thirst out ov him." So he dhraws the cork in earnest, and sets about brewing the other skillet ov scaltheen;

d we'll see what's the news afore we finish th