“Look here!” he cried in his anger; “I won’t have things done in this way. Do you think I’m a fool?”
“I can’t say, sir,” answered Paddy; “I only came here yesterday.”
ONE OF THE SIGHTS.
A man was visiting Ireland for the first time. In Dublin one warm afternoon he put his handkerchief over his nose and said, in a choked voice, “What the deuce is that?”
“That?” said his Irish guide. “Why, that’s the river Liffey. Didn’t ye know, man, that the smell o’ the Liffey was one o’ the sights o’ Dublin?”
A little Irishman was being examined for admission to the army. He seemed all right in every way except one. The doctor said: “You’re a little stiff.”
Quickly his Irish blood mounted and he replied: “You’re a big stiff.”