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Colonel Martin, been slow with an order and rude 

 about some account. In Tom's words : — 



" This Mortimer had a grate hotel (their word 

 for shop) where ye wud get all ye cud want, but 

 he had angered the Colonel an' the Colonel driven 

 in to Westport, was down to the quay, as he had 

 to meet a sailor from Galway that had waited so 

 long in the calm that was on the say that he had 

 lost all his money and had none to buy a few things 

 he wanted before he'd sthart — nor even enough 

 food — an' he up an' told the Colonel of what ailed 

 him. 



" So the Colonel thought, an' he laffed. 



" ' An' I will tell ye how to get money,' says 

 Colonel Martin verra soft. * If ye weel do all that 

 I say.' So he told the sailor to make in to Mor- 

 timer's Hotel an' he towlt him what to be sayin'. 

 An' the sailor med in an' he studd lukkin' arround 

 arround in the grate hotel. 



"'An' what do ye want?' says Mortimer 

 comin' out. 



" * I am lukkin' for somethin' for me ship,' 

 says the sailor, verra disappointed like. ' Some- 

 thin' I cannot see here.' 



" ' There is nothin' ye ard want for a ship that I 

 have not,' says Mortimer an' he offended for his 

 was a grate hotel. ' Nothin', ' says he. * Look 

 agin,' says he, * agin, an' tell me what it is.' 



" The sailor but shuk his head. * Ye have not 

 what I want,' says he, ' though they did teU me 



