Caricature; wit and humor of a nation in picture, song and story . ot? that came from the thinof Mr. Kerrigan. There followed from the phonograph: Dont talk to me, ye fat ould blathershkite! Yuhfolks would have been doin this counthry a koindnessav they had shtrangled yez at burth. Yez aint goodfr nothin—yez dont know nothin—yez are a disgraceto humanity and a practickle joke on mankoind! Aint it grand! exclaimed his daughter; but raised a clenched hand warningly. Lave it finish, he commanded; Iave it all. Just lave it finish. On chattered the phonograph blithely:So ye
Caricature; wit and humor of a nation in picture, song and story . ot? that came from the thinof Mr. Kerrigan. There followed from the phonograph: Dont talk to me, ye fat ould blathershkite! Yuhfolks would have been doin this counthry a koindnessav they had shtrangled yez at burth. Yez aint goodfr nothin—yez dont know nothin—yez are a disgraceto humanity and a practickle joke on mankoind! Aint it grand! exclaimed his daughter; but raised a clenched hand warningly. Lave it finish, he commanded; Iave it all. Just lave it finish. On chattered the phonograph blithely:So yere gittin mad, are ye, ye pin-headed ouldomadhoun? Gwan! Yez couldnt lick a postagestamp! Yez aint got loife enough tuh turn over inbed! You foight? Huh! Me ould granmother lickseight loike yez ivery marnin before breakfast, just togit a appetoite! You foight? Dont make me laff I And that was all. For out the window went thephonograph, there sent by one blow from the heavy fistof the enraged Mr. Kerrigan. Oh, father! cried the girl, in surprised HIS OWN INTEREST AT HEART. Why did Conem advise Smiths daughter to go abroadand study music ? He knows she has no talent. Why, you ought to be wise. He lives next door toSmith. andlips Dont Oh, father!me! stormed her parent,as he reached wrathfullyfor his hat. Not avena domd machine cn talkto me loike thot an gitaway wid it! An as for that scut Flannigan * * * It was afterward de-clared, by those who werefortunate enough to see it,to be one of the prettiestimpromptu little affairs ofits kind that one may everhope to witness. It lasted only one round,to be sure; but that oneround endured for full fif-teen minutes by the bar-tenders watch, and hewas not the man to exag-gerate. That same gentlemangave out the decision thatit was a draw, though sev-eral spectators assertedthat the fight was clearlyMr. Flannigans on points. Nor did there springfrom it a feud. For afterthe battle, you know, therewas ample time and ampleleisu
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