It's been slept in by many a man of place and power.

But, Mr.Mallow, you haven't said you've had no dinner, and you'll not be going to bed in this house without your food.

Did you shoot anything to-day, Dyck ?" he asked his son.
"I didn't bring home a feather.

There were no birds to-day, but there are the ducks I shot yesterday, and the quail." "Oh, yes," said his father, "and there's the little roast pig, too.

This is a day when we celebrate the anniversary of Irish power and life." "What's that ?" asked Mallow.
"That's the battle of the Boyne," answered his host with a little ostentation.
"Oh, you're one of the Peep-o'-Day Boys, then," remarked Mallow.
"I'm not saying that," answered the old man.