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both my head and the piſh-pot at one blow!-- Now, thought I, the devil is in my master altogether, for what he commands at one time, he countermands at another. Next day I went with him to the market, to buy a ſack of Potatoes; I went to the Potatoe-monger, and asked what he took for the full of a Scotch cog he weighed them in? He aſked no less than fourpence: Fourpence! ſaid I; if I were but in Dublin, I could get the full of that for nothing, and in Cork and Kinsale far cheaper; them is but ſmall things Like pease, ſaid I, but the Potatoes in my country, are as big as your head!—-fine meat, all made up in blessed mouthfuls. The Potatoe merchant called me a liar, and my master called me a fool; ſo the one fell a-kicking me, and the other a-cuffing me; I was in ſuch bad bread between them, that I called myself both a liar and a fool to get off alive. Tom. And how did you carry your Potatoes home from the market? Teag. Arra, dear ſhoy, I carried the horse and them both, beſides a big loaf and two bottles of wine; for I put the horse on my back, and drove the Potatoes before me; and when I tied the load to the loaf, I had nothing ado but carry the bottles in my hand: But bad luck to the way, as l came home, for a nail out of the heel of my foot ſprung a leak in my brog, which pricked the very bone, bruised the ſkin, and made my brog itself to blood; and I having no hammer by me, but a hatchet l left at home, I had to