The mystery developedA.K. Newman and Company, 1825 - 790 pages |
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Page 80
... Sarrow bit at all , your honour , if he would only rub but a drop of whiskey on it goin to bed . " 66 Ay , ay , the Irishman's cure for all diseases . I hope , my man , you are not fond of whiskey ? " 66 Och , in troth then , your ...
... Sarrow bit at all , your honour , if he would only rub but a drop of whiskey on it goin to bed . " 66 Ay , ay , the Irishman's cure for all diseases . I hope , my man , you are not fond of whiskey ? " 66 Och , in troth then , your ...
Page 81
... sarrow more than that , your honour , I would make free at all at all . " " Well , my man , if I — but what's your name ? I forgot to ask that . " " Dennis Hanlon , your honour . " 66 Well , Dennis Hanlon , if I take you into my service ...
... sarrow more than that , your honour , I would make free at all at all . " " Well , my man , if I — but what's your name ? I forgot to ask that . " " Dennis Hanlon , your honour . " 66 Well , Dennis Hanlon , if I take you into my service ...
Page 82
... sarrow drunk nor drunk , you'll see me , if I was twenty years in your service , without your own free leave and liberty . " Well , Dennis , you were huntsman or whipper - in to Mr. Sullivan , in the county of Galway ; I have some know ...
... sarrow drunk nor drunk , you'll see me , if I was twenty years in your service , without your own free leave and liberty . " Well , Dennis , you were huntsman or whipper - in to Mr. Sullivan , in the county of Galway ; I have some know ...
Page 85
... to any of his family ; but as for runnin away from law and justice , that's all nonsense , but only from no justice I run away ; for sarrow neither law nor justice justice would be in the case at all at all MYSTERY DEVELOPED . 85.
... to any of his family ; but as for runnin away from law and justice , that's all nonsense , but only from no justice I run away ; for sarrow neither law nor justice justice would be in the case at all at all MYSTERY DEVELOPED . 85.
Page 88
... Sarrow murther nor mur- ther , unless it was a fox or a hare now and again and sure I used to murther the hare sometimes , to put the poor thing out of pain ; but the rogue of a fox , I used to let him die of his fox , 88 MYSTERY ...
... Sarrow murther nor mur- ther , unless it was a fox or a hare now and again and sure I used to murther the hare sometimes , to put the poor thing out of pain ; but the rogue of a fox , I used to let him die of his fox , 88 MYSTERY ...
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Page 65 - Music the fiercest grief can charm, And Fate's severest rage disarm ; Music can soften pain to ease, And make despair and madness please : Our joys below it can improve, And antedate the bliss above. This the divine Cecilia found, And to her Maker's praise confined the sound. When the full organ joins the tuneful quire, Th...
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