Go where he might, honest Jemmy was attended by honest Gerald, like his fetch.

At mass, at market, in every fair throughout the country was Cavanagh sure to bring up the subject of the marriage; and what was the best of it, he and his neighbor drank each other's healths so repeatedly on the head of it, that they often separated in a state that might be termed anything but sober.

Nay, what is more, it was a fact that they had more than once or twice absolutely arranged the whole matter, and even appointed the day for the wedding, without either of them being able to recollect the circumstances on the following morning.
Whilst at breakfast on the morning in question, Burke, after finishing his first cup of tea, addressed his worthy son as follows:-- "Hycy, do you intend to live always this way ?" "Certainly not, Mr.Burke.I expect to dine on something more substantial than tea." "You're very stupid, Hycy, not to understand me; but, indeed, you never were overstocked wid brains, unfortunately, as I know to my cost--but what I mane is, have you any intention of changing your condition in life?
Do you intend to marry, or to go on spendin' money upon me at this rate!" "The old lecture, Mrs.Burke," said Hycy, addressing his mother.
"Father, you are sadly deficient in originality.

Of late you are perpetually repeating yourself.

Why, I suppose to-morrow or next day, you will become geometrical on our hands, or treat us to a grammatical praxis.