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seen but the sae and the sky: and though the sae and the sky is mighty purty things in themselves, throth they're no great things when you've nothin' else to look at for a week together; and the barest rock in the world, so it was land, would be more welkim. And then-soon enough, throth our provisions began to run low; the bishkits, and the wather, and the rum, -throth that was gone first of all, God help uz: and oh! it was thin that starvation began to stare uz in the face. Oh, murther, murther, captain darlint,' says I, 'I wish we could see land anywhere,' says I.

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"More power to your elbow, Paddy, my boy,' says he, 'for sich a good wish; and throth it's myself wishes the same.' Oh,' says I, 'that it may plaze you, sweet queen iv heaven, supposing it was only a dissolute island,' say I, inhabited wid Turks, sure they wouldn't be such bad Christians as to refuse us a bit and a sup.'

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Whisht, whisht, Paddy,' says the captain, 'don't be talkin' bad of any one,' says he; you don't know how soon you may want a good word put in for yourself, if you should be called to quarters in th' other world all of a suddint,' says he.

"Thrue for you, captain darlint,' says I,-I called him darlint and made free wid him, you see, bekase disthress makes uz all equal,thrue for you, captain jewel: God betune uz and harm, I owe no man any spite;' - and throth that was only thruth. Well, the last bishkit was sarved out, and by gor, the wather itself was all gone at last, and we passed the night mighty cowld. Well, at the break o' day the sun riz most beautiful out o' the waves that was as bright as silver and as clear as chrysthal. But it was only the more cruel upon us, for we wor beginnin' to feel terrible hungry; when all at wanst I thought I spied the land. By gor I thought I felt my heart up in my throat in a minnit, and Thunder an turf, captain,' says I, 'look to leeward,' says I.

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What for?' says he.

"I think I see the land,' says I.

"So he ups with his bring-'m-near (that's what the sailors call a spy-glass, sir), and looks out, and sure enough it was. "Hurrah!' says he, we're all right now: pull away, my boys,' says he.

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"Take care you're not mistaken,' says I; 'maybe it's only a fog-bank, captain darlint,' says I.

"Oh, no,' says he, 'it's the land in airnest.'

"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.

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

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“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. "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.

"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.'

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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.

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"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.

"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.

"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.

"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?'

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"We, munseer,' says he, mighty sharp.

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

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

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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?'

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"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.'

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"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.

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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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