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me, if the other two had not pulled me away: and I had to run for it, till his paſſion was over: Then they made us drink and gree again; we ſhook hands, and made a bargain never to harm other more: But this bargain did not laſt long, for, as I was kiſfing his mouth, by ſhaint Patrick I bit his noſe, which cauſed him to beat me very fore for my pains. Tom. Well, Pady, what calling was you when in Scotland? Teag. Why, Sir, I was no bufineſs at all but--what do you call that green tree, that's like a whin-buſh?- many people make a thing to ſweep the houſe of it. Tom. O yes, Paddy, they call it a broom. Teag. Ay, ay. you have it! Then I was--a gentleman's broom, only waited on his horſes, and waſhed the diſhes for the cook; and when my maſter rode a-hunting, I ran behind him like the dogs. Tom. O yes, Pady, it was a groom you mean; but I fancy you was cook's mate, or kitchen boy. Teag. No, no, it was the broom that I was; and if I had ſtayed there till now, I might have been advanced as high as my maſter, for the ladies loved me ſo well that they laughed at me. Tom. They might admire you for a fool. Teag. Why, ſir, do you imagine that I am not a fool? No, no: my maſter aſked counſel of me in all his matters, and I always gave him a reafon for every thing.--I told him one morning that he went too ſoon to the hunting, that