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The Emigrants Of Ahadarra

CHAPTER VIII
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It was surrounded by four or five acres of common, where the children played from twelve to one, at which hour Mr.O'Finigan went to the house of some wealthy benefactor to dine.

The little village of Ballydruthy, at a short distance from which it stood, was composed of a couple dozen dwelling-houses, a chapel, a small grocer's and publican's, together with a Pound at the entrance, through which ran a little stream necessary to enable the imprisoned cattle to drink.
On riding up to the school, Hycy, as he approached the door, heard his own name repeated by at least two dozen voices.
"Here's a gintleman, masther"-- "It's Misther Hycy Burke, sir "-- "It is, bedad, sir, Hycy the sportheen--" "Him that rides the race, masther"-- "Ay, an' he has on top-boots and buckskins, an's as gran' as a gintleman--" "Silence!" said Finigan, "silence! I say; is this proper scholastic decorum in the presence of a stranger?
Industry and taciturnity, you reptiles, or castigation shall result.

Here, Paddy Sparable," he added, rising up--"here, you nailroad, assume my office, and rule the establishment till I return; and, mark me, as the son of a nailer, sirra, I expect that you will rule them with a rod of iron--ha! ha! ha!" "Ay, but Paddy Pancake's here to-day, sir, an' he's able to welt me; so that's it's only leathered I'd get, sir, i' you plase." "But have you no officers?
Call in aid, I ordher you.

Can't you make Sam Scaddhan and Phiddher Mackleswig there two policeman get Pancake down--flatten him--if he prove contumacious during my absence.

Pancake, mark me, obedience is your cue, or, if not, the castigator here is your alternative; there it is, freshly cut--ripe and ready--and you are not to be told, at this time o' day, what portion of your corpus will catch it.


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