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 PAD FROM CORK. 17 Tom. Well, Pady, you ſeem to be a very clever little map. to be all in one body, what height are you? Teag. Arra, dear ſhoy, I'm feet nothing at all but one inch. Tom. Arra, dear ſhoy, I was going through that little country village the famous city of Cheſter, the ſtreets was very ſore by reaſon of the hardneſs of my feet, and the lameneſs of my brogs, but I went but very ſlowly across the ſtreets, from port to port is a pretty long way, but I being weary, thought nothing of it; then the people came all crowding to me, as if I had been a world's won- der, or the wandering Jew; for the rain blew in my face and the wind wetled all my belly, which cauſed me to turn the backſide of my coat before and the buttons be- hind, which was a good ſafeguard to my belly, and the ſtarvation of my naked back, as I had not a good ſhirt on my back. Tom. I am ſure then, Pady, they would take you for a fool? Teag. No, no, ſir, they, admired me for my wiſdom, for I always turned my buttons before when the wind blew on behind; but I wonder greatly how the people knew my name and where I came from, for every one told another that was lady from Cork, I ſoppoſe they knew my face by ſeeing my name in the newſpapers Tom. Well, Pady, what buſineſs did you follow in Cheſter? Teag. To be ſure I was not idle working at nothing at all, until a recruiting ſerjeant came to town with two or three fellows along with him, one beating on a fiddle, and another playing on a drum, toſſing their airs through the ſtreets as if they were go ng to be married ; and I ſaw them courting nothing but young men ; ſo to bring my- ſelf to no preferment at all, I liſted for a ſoldier, becauſe I was too gigh for a grenadier. Tom. And what liſting money did you get, Pady ? Teag: Arra, dear honey, I got fire thirteens and a pair of Engliſh brogs, the guineas and the reſt of the gold was ſent away to London to the king my maſtes, to buy me new ſhirts, a cockade, and com non teaſing o my hat,