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English miles, and the driver, who had an eye 

 for the picturesque, insisted upon taking me one 

 way and bringing me back another ; and from the 

 time I left until my return I was kept in a fit of 

 laughter. 



Upon dismissing " Paddy" I asked him what 

 I had to pay. 



" Five shillings, yer honour, for the car, and 

 whatever you plaze for the driver." 



" But if I plaze to give you nothing ?" 



"Well, then, yer honour, I'll be perfectly 

 satisfied, as you are quite a credit to the 

 car." 



A good story is told of a car-driver who was 

 conveying a tourist through a most picturesque 

 part of Ireland, when all of a sudden the 

 " baste" began to kick, and showed evident 

 symptoms of going faster down a hill than 

 the unfortunate occupier of the car approved 

 of. 



" Don't whip him, driver, or you'll make him 

 run away." 



" Bedad, yer honour, ye needn't be afeard of 

 that. He's a raal sodjer, and 'ud sooner die than 



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run away. 



I must now take leave of Ireland and return to 

 England. 



