I didn't see much of it from the train.

But the lake--ah, well, it's indescribable, isn't it! After all one sees, one is bound to admit that there is nothing to beat English scenery; of course I include Irish.

We've a strain of Irish blood in us, Mr.Howard, and I always stand up for the ould counthry.

Things are looking up there lately; we're beginning to appreciated.

Give us a year or two, and we'll have all the world and his wife scampering over it.