“Wisha, now we’ll see the Careys in their weddin’ fal-de-daries!”
“Faith, I mind the time the Careys slep’ beneath their bullock-dray.”
“Sure, I wouldn’t hurt their feelin’s, though I never liked their dealin’s;
“An’ if just to please poor Morgan, I’ll be nice to them to-day.”
| [10] | Celtic for “flapper.” |
WHEN OLD MAN CAREY DIED
A night of wind and driving rain,
No light on land or sky—
The sharp squalls shook the window-pane
And scurried loudly by,