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But he did a lot of good. The country people 

 of course admired him, and more than once with a 

 crowd round a covert and things in a very bad 

 way I have seen Thady settle the question. 



Out he would come, the big man on his raw- 

 bones Gay Boy, the red beard cocked trucu- 

 lently, the hat put on half a hair. 



** Who dares to sthop Thady Cooney ? Who 

 dares now among ye ? " 



A laugh. There is no crowd so easy to win to 

 good humour or to drive to fury as an Irish one. 

 Another laugh — then — " Begob, we will not, 

 Misther Cooney. Hunt away for yerself." 



" Can I hunt without the hounds, ye vilyins, 

 an' me out for me day's sphort ? Is it home I'm 

 to go to send Gay Boy out with the mails or to 

 dhraw a corpse for recreation ? " 



" Hunt away thin all of ye, for to-day." 



Tight habits shocked Thady greatly when they 

 began to get really skimpy in Limerick. His 

 second string went by the name of the Missus's 

 mare, and someone asked him one day why it 

 bore its name. 



" Isn't it the Missus's own ? " said Thady, 

 looking hard at a couple of ladies. " And isn't 

 she comin' out directly her habit is casht for her 

 be Harrison an' Lee." 



A big iron foundry firm. 



The Worcester Regiment loved Thady, and 



