"You seem in fine fettle this morning, friend," said he.
"Very fine, for an old man." Battersleigh squared around and looked at him soberly.

"Ned," said he, "ye're a dethractor of innycince.

Batty ould! Listen to me, boy! It's fifty years younger I am to-day than when I saw ye last.

I'm younger than ye ivver saw me in all your life before." "And what and where was the fountain ?" said Franklin, as he seated himself at his desk.
"The one fountain of all on earth, me boy--Succiss--succiss! The two dearest things of life are Succiss and Revinge.

I've found thim both.
Shure, pfwhat is that gives one man the lofty air an' the overlookin' eye, where another full his ekil in inches fears to draw the same breath o' life with him?
Succiss, succiss, me boy! Some calls it luck, though most lays it to their own shupayrior merit.