Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 1, December 11, 1841 by Various
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"'If you'll take my advice,' says Anty, 'you'll be off out of this as fast
as you can." "'The sorra foot I'll stir out of this,' says I 'unless you come along with me _ma callieen dhas_[4]--' [4] My pretty girl. "I wish you could have seen the deluding look she gave me as leaning her head upon my shoulder she whispered to me in a voice sweeter than music of a dream, "'Felix dear! I'll go with you all the world over, and the sooner we take to the road the better. Steal you out of the door, and I'll follow you in a few minutes.' "Accordingly I sneaked away as quietly as I could; they were all too busy with their divarsions to mind me--and at the door I met Anty with her apron full of goold and diamonds. "'Now,' said she, 'where's the _kippeen_ Mahoon gave you?' "'Here it is safe enough,' I answered, pulling it out of my breeches pocket. "'Well, now tell it to become a coach-and-four.' "I did as she desired me--and in a moment there was a grand coach and four prancing horses before us. You may be sure we did not stand admiring very long, but both stepped in, and away we drove like the wind,--until we came |
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