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24 "and goedgood [sic] luck to you, and good luck to the big hill—it wants a name—Bottle-hill.—Good bye, sir, good bye;" so Mick walked back as fast as he could, calling out as soensoon [sic] as he saw Molly—“Och! sure I’ve got anetheranother [sic] bottle.”

In an instant she put every thing right; and Mick, looking at his bottle, exultingly cried out, “Bottle, do your duty!” In a twinkling two great stout men with big cudgels issued from the bottlobottle [sic], and belaboured poor Mick and his wifowife [sic] and all his family, till thoythey [sic] lay on the floor, when in they went again. Mick, as soon as he recovered, got up and looked about him; he thought and thought, and at last he took the bottle under his coat and went to his landlord, who had a great company: hohe [sic] got a servant to tell him he wanted to speak teto [sic] him.

“Well, what do you want now?”

“Nothing, sir, only I have another bottle.”

“Oh! ho! is it as good as the first?”

“Yes, sir, and bettorbetter [sic]; if you like, I will show it to you beforobefore [sic] all thothe [sic] ladies and gentlemen.”

“ComoCome [sic] along, then.” So saying, Mick was brought into the great hall, where he saw his old bottle staudingstanding [sic] high up on a shelf; “Ah! ha!” says he to himself, “may be I won’t have yeuyou [sic] by and by.”

“Now,” says his landlord, “show us your bottle.” Mick set it on the floor, and uttered the words: in a moment the landlord was tumbled enon [sic] the floor ; ladies and gentlemen, servants and all, were running, and roaring, and sprawling, and kicking, and shrieking, until thothe [sic] landlord called out, “Stop those two devils, Mick Purcell, or I’ll havohave [sic] you hanged!”

“They never shall stop,” said Mick, “till I get my own bottle that I see up there at the top of that shelf.”

“Give it down to him, give it down to him, before we are all killed!” says the landlord.

Mick put his bottle in his bosom: in jumped the two men into the nownew [sic] bottle, and hohe [sic] carried them home, wherowhere [sic] he got richer than ever, and much wiser; for hohe [sic] did not, as beforobefore [sic], make any show of wealth or grandeur to draw upon him the observation and envy of neighbours, but contented himsolfhimself [sic] with a plain supply of those things which best befitted his statienstation [sic].