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and the parish had to bury him out of pity, it did not cost him a farthing. Tom. And what entertainment or good uſage did you get there Pady? Teag. O, my dear ſhoy, I was kindly used as another gentleman; for I told him I had made ſomething of it by my travels, as well as himſelf; but had got no money: therefore I had to work for my victuals while I ſtand with him. Tom. Ho! poor Pady, I ſuppose you would not ſtay long there? Teag. Arra, dear honey, I could have ſtaid here long enough: but when a man is poor, his friends think little of him.--I told him I was going to fee my brother Harry-Harry! ſaid he; Harry is dead!--Dead! ſaid I;-and who killed him?--Why, ſaid he, Death.-- Allelieu! dear honey, and where did he kill him? ſaid I-- In his bed, ſaid he. O what for a cowardly action was that, ſaid I, to kill a man in his bed? And what is this fellow death? ſaid I--What is he! ſaid he, He is one that kills more than the head butcher in all Cork does.--Arra, dear honey, ſaid I, if he had been on Newry mountains with his brogs on, and his broad sword by, his ſide, all the Deaths in Ireland had not killed him.--O that impudent fellow Death! if he had let him alone till he had died for want of buttermilk and potatoes. I am ſure he would have lived all the days of his life. Tom In all your travels; Pady, when abroad, did you never ſee none of your countrymen,