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Teag. Arra, dear ſhoy, his head was cut off before I engag'd him, else I had not done it. Tom. O then, Pady, you acted like a fool; but you are not ſuch a big fool as many take you to be, you might pass for a philosopher. Teag. A fulusifair! my father was a fulusifair; besides, he was a man under great authority by law, he condemn'd the just, and clear'd the guilty.--Do yo know how they call a horse's mother!--Tom. Why, they call her a mare. Teag: A mare, ay, very well minded, by ſhaint Patrick my father was a mare in Cork. Tom. And what riches was left you, by the death of your mother? Teag. A bad luck to her old barren belly, for ſhe liv'd in great plenty, and dy'd in great poverty, ſhe devoured up all or ſhe died, but two hens and a pockful of potatoes; a poor estate for an Irish gentleman, in faith. Tom. And what did you make of your hens and potatoes? Did ſow them? Teag. Arra, dear ſhoy, I ſowed them in my belly, and ſold the hens to a cadger. Tom. And what business did your mother follow after. Teag. Greatly in the merchant way. Tom. And what ſort of goods did ſhe deal in? Teag. Dear honey, ſhe went through the country, and ſold ſmall fishes, onions and apples: bought hens and eggs, and then hatched them herself.--I remember of one long necked cock ſhe had, of an ever-ſea brood, that ſtood on the