Ve vill give der yoonger a chance," the brewer said.
When Dennis called the next day, he was "spacheless" at the new developments.

He wrung Peter's hand.
"Arrah, what can Oi say to yez ?" he exclaimed finally.

Then having found something, he quickly continued: "Now, Patsy Blunkers, lookout for yezself.

It's the divil Oi'll give yez in the primary this year." He begged Peter to come down the opening night, and help to "celebrate the event." "Thank you," said Peter, "but I don't think I will." "Shure," said Dennis, "yez needn't be afraid it won't be orderly.

It's myself can do the hittin', an' the b'ys know it." "My mother brought me up," Peter explained, "not to go into saloons, and when I came to New York I promised her, if I ever did anything she had taught me not to, that I would write her about it.