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Legends of the Lakes (Volume 2); Or, Sayings and Doings at Killarney

Legends of the Lakes (Volume 2); Or, Sayings and Doings at Killarney

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ISBN10: 1151396974
ISBN13: 9781151396976
Publisher: General Books
Pages: 48
Weight: 0.23
Height: 0.10 Width: 7.44 Depth: 9.69
Language: English
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1829. Excerpt: ... thousand slantha gots in some of our friend Daniel's whiskey. It was broad day; but, before retiring, the doctor suggested to our hostess the preparation of some hot water, to make a tumbler of punch. The worthy dame, not having a kettle, soon made her appearance with a great iron pot of steaming water, enough for that matter to make punch for half the parish; we managed to bail the water up with a wooden bowl, made our punch in a respectably sized jug, drank it out of teacups, and in ten minutes after it was finished, Mr. Lynch and myself were in bed, and snoring away, according to the doctor's account, like two Irish nightingales. CHAP. XI. THE RETURN. Cock a doodle do! grunt! grunt! cackle! cackle! and worse than all, bow wow wow! that settles the matter, no more sleep is to be had--the cocks crowing, pigs grunting, and hens cackling, were bad enough; but the bow wow of that abominable crop-eared cur, puts the matter beyond dispute, and awakens me to a perfect consciousness of existence, and that I am in Daniel O'Donoghue's cabin, with the sad reflection, that this is the last day I have to spend in the neighbourhood of Killarney; for to-morrow 1 have secretly made up my mind to depart. The last day--'tis an awful word; but there must be a last day to every thing; and therefore why should I grumble at a phantom of my own creation, like Mrs. Shelley's Frankenstein? grumble, did I say?--I don't intend doing any such thing; but, as this is my last day at Killarney, I intend to make the most of it. Halloo, Lynch! awake--arise--how the dog snores! Halloo--halloo--halloo--what, are you not awake? it is high time we were abroad, and doing Oh, doctor, how are you? glad to see you this morning--which way does the wind blow? It has just changed to the right...