What's her name ?' "'Mrs.Rogers Dooley.' "'Here's her health, and long life to her,-- 'And may the Devil cut the toes Of all her foes, That we may know them by their limping.' "This benevolent wish uttered, Dan fell flat upon the hearth-rug, and was soon sound asleep.

I must hasten on; so need only say that, before we parted that night, Mat and myself had finished the half-gallon bottle of Loughrea whiskey, and concluded a treaty for the hand and fortune of Mrs.
Rogers Dooley.

He being guaranteed a very handsome percentage on the property, and the lady being reserved for choice between Dan and myself, which, however, I was determined should fall upon my more fortunate friend.
"The first object which presented itself to my aching senses the following morning was a very spacious card of invitation from Mr.Jonas Malone, requesting me to favor him with the seductions of my society the next evening to a ball; at the bottom of which, in Mr.Donevan's hand, I read,-- "'Don't fail; you know who is to be there.

I've not been idle since I saw you.

Would the captain take twenty-five for the mare ?' "'So far so good,' thought I, as entering O'Shaughnessy's quarters, I discovered him endeavoring to spell out his card, which, however, had no postscript.