Mrs. Hooligan—“Shure, an’ Oi hov, dochtor. There’s th’ devillish thing in a toombler av warrum wather at this blissid minnut.”
Pat Dooley went round to the cabin of Mike Doolan to pass the time of day to him; but Mike was out. Mrs. Mike was in, boiling the praties and trying to nurse the child at the same time. Pat, being a polite boy, offered to dandle the baby while Mrs. Mike stirred the pot.
In came Mike. “Good morning to you, Pat.”
“The top of the morning to you, Mike, and how’s yourself?”
“It’s gay and grand I am, and how are you, Pat?”
“Just holding my own,” says Pat, tossing the child.
And when Pat woke up, he found that he had been in the hospital for a week.