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what id you like to dhrink now ?' — ' Oh, by Gor!' says I, ' I'm afeard 

 to take anything, for I was dhrunk last night, an' I'm not quite study yet. 

 — ' By the piper that played afore Moses,' says he, ' ye'll not go out ov 

 my house till ye dhrink my health ;' so wid that he mounted down off 

 his throne, an' wint to a little black cupboard he had snug in the corner, 

 an' tuck out his gardy vine an' a couple of glasses. ' Hot or cowld, Dan?' 

 says he. — ' Cov/ld, plase your reverence,' says I. So he filled a glass for 

 me, an' a glass for himself. — ' Here towards ye, Dan,' says he. — ' The same 

 to you. Majesty !' says I ; — and what do ye think it was ? May I never 

 tell a lie iv id wasn't as good whiskey as ever you see in your born days, 

 ' Well,' says I, ' that's as fine sperits as ever I dhrunk, for sperits like id ; 

 might I make bould to ax who does your worship dale wid ?' — ' Kinahan, 

 in Dublin,' says he. — ' An' *a good warrant he is,' says I : so we wint on, 

 dhrinking, an' chattin', till at last, ' Dan,' says he, ' I'd like to spar a 

 round wid ye. ' ' Oh,' says I, ' Majesty, I'd be afear'd ov hurtin' ye, 

 without the gloves.' — ' Arrah, do you think it's a brat ov a boy ye're 

 spakin' to ?' says he ; ' do ye're vt^orst, Dan, and divil may care !' An' so 

 wid that we stud up. 



" Do you know he has a mighty purty method ov his own, bud thin, 

 though id might do wid Oliver, it was all nonsense wid me, so afore 

 you could say Jack Lattin, I caught him wid my left hand undher the 

 ear, an' tumbled him up on his throne. ' There now,' says I, ' IMajesty, 

 I tould ye how id would be, but you'd never stop until you got yourself 

 hurt.' — ' Give us your fist, Dan,' says he, ' I'm not a bit the worse of 

 the fall ; your a good man, an' I'm not able for you.' — ' That's no dis- 

 grace,' says I, ' for it's few that is ; but iv I had you in thrainin' for six 

 months, I'd make another man ov ye' ; an' wid that we fell a dhrlnkin' 

 agin, ever till we didn't lave a dhrop in the bottle ; an' then I thought 

 it was time to go, so up I got. — ' Dan,' says he, ' before you lave me 

 I'll make you a knight, to show I have no spite again ye for the fall.' — 

 ' Oh,' says I, ' for the matter ov that, I'm sure ye're too honourable a 

 gintleman to hould spite for what was done in fair play, an' you know 

 your reverence wouldn't be easy until you had a thrial ov me.' — >' Say 

 no more about id, Dan,' says he, laughin', ' bud kneel down upon your 

 bended knees.' So down 1 kneeled. — ' Now,' says he, ' ye wint down 

 on your marrow bones plain Dan, but I give ye lave to get up Sir Dan 

 Dann'ly, Esquire.' — ' Thank your honour,' says I, ' and God mark you 

 to grace wherever you go.' So wid that we shook hands, an' away I 

 wint. Talk of your kings and prences, the Prence Ragin' is the finest 

 Prence ever I dhrunk wid." J. R. O. 



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