Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 1, October 30, 1841 by Various
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the freight intended for himself.
"Dar," said the domineering conductor; "dar, dat will do; put da box down dar. Now, Missis, look here, jist give dat chap a shillin." "A shilling! What for?" "Cos he bring up dar plunder from de bay." "Why didn't you bring it yourself?" "Look here. Somehow I rader guess I should ha let dar box fall and smashiated de contents, so I jist give dat white trash de job jest to let de poor crittur arn a shillin." Remonstrance was vain, so the money was paid; the lady declaring, for the future, should he think proper to employ a deputy, it must be at his own expense. The above term "white trash" is the one commonly employed to express their supreme contempt for the "low Irish wulgar set." Their dissensions among themselves are irresistibly comic. Threatening each other in the most outrageous manner; pouring out invectives, anathemas, and denunciations of the most deadly nature; but nine times in ten letting the strife end without a blow; affording in their quarrels an apt illustration of "A tale full of sound and fury, Told by an idiot, signifying nothing." Suppose an affront, fancied or real, put by one on another, the common |
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