ecially them that wor only slips when I wint
acrass. Faith, I'm purty well considherin, Ned, I thank you."

"Bad luck to them that sint you acrass, Dandy; not but that you got
off purty well on the whole, by all accounts. They say only that Rousin
Redhead swore like a man you'd 'a' got a touch of the Shaggy Shoe."

"To the divil wid it all now, Ned; let us have no more about it; I don't
for my own part like to think of it. Have you any notion of what we're
called upon for to--night?"

"Divil the laste; but I believe, Dandy, that Bartle's not the
white-headed boy wid you no more nor wid some more of us."

"Him! a double-distilled villain. Faith, there wor never good that had
the white liver; an' he has it to the backbone. My brother Lachlin,
that's now dead, God rest him, often tould me about the way he tricked
him and Barney Bradly when they wor greenhorns about nineteen or twenty.
He got them to join him in stealin' a sheep for their Christmas dinner,
he said; so they all three stole it; an' the blaggard skinned and cut
it up, sendin' my poor boacun of a brother home to hide the skin in the
straw in our barn, and poor Barney, wid only the head an' trotters,
to hide them in his father's tow-house. Very good; in a day or two
the neighbors wor all called upon to clear themselves upon the holy
Evangelisp; and the two first that he egg'd an' to do it was my brother
an' Barney. Of coorse he switched the primmer himself that he was
innocent; but whin it was all over some one sint Jarmy Campel, that lost
the sheep, to the very spot where they hid the fleece an' trot--ters.
Jarmy didn't wish to say much about it; so he tould them if they'd
fairly acknowledge it an' pay him betune them for the sheep, he'd dhrop
it. My father an' Andy Bradly did so, an' there it ended; but purshue
the morsel of mutton ever they tasted in the mane time. As for Bartle,
he managed the thing so well that at the time they never suspected him,
although divil a other could betray them, for he was the only one knew
it; an' he had the aiten o' the mutton, too, the blaggard! Faith, Ned, I
know him well."

"He has conthrived to get a strong back o' the boys, anyhow."

"He has, an' 'tis that, and bekase he's a good hand to be undher for my
revinge on Blennerhasset, that made me join him."

"I dunna what could make him refuse to let Alick Nulty join him?"

"Is it my cousin from Annaloghan? an' did he?"

"Divil a lie in it; it's as thrue as you're sta