ye go out to carry in a ton iv coal. All day long ye meet no wan as ye
thrip over th' coal-scuttle, happy in ye'er tile an' ye'er heart is
enlivened be th' thought that th' childher in th' front iv th' house ar-
re growin' sthrong on th' fr-resh counthry air. Besides they'se always
cookin' to do. At night ye can set be th' fire an' improve ye'er mind be
r-readin' half th' love story in th' part iv th' pa-aper that th' cheese
come home in, an' whin ye're through with that, all ye have to do is to
climb a ladder to th' roof an' fall through th' skylight an' ye're in
bed."

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"But wud ye believe it, Hinnissy, manny iv these misguided women
rayfuse f'r to take a job that aint in a city. They prefer th' bustle
an' roar iv th' busy marts iv thrade, th' sthreet car, th' saloon on
three corners an' th' church on wan, th' pa-apers ivry mornin' with
pitchers iv th' s'ciety fav'rite that's just thrown up a good job at
Armours to elope with th' well-known club man who used to be yard-
masther iv th' three B's, G, L, & N., th' shy peek into th' dhry-goods
store, an' other base luxuries, to a free an' healthy life in th'
counthry between iliven P.M. an' four A.M. Wensdahs an' Sundahs. 'Tis
worse thin that, Hinnissy, f'r whin they ar-re in th' city they seem to
dislike their wurruk an' manny iv thim ar-re givin' up splindid jobs
with good large families where they have no chanst to spind their
salaries, if they dhraw thim, an' takin' places in shops, an' gettin'
marrid an' adoptin' other devices that will give thim th' chanst f'r to
wear out their good clothes. 'Tis a horrible situation. Riley th'
conthractor dhropped in here th' other day in his horse an' buggy on his
way to the dhrainage canal an' he was all wurruked up over th' question.