"Well, Tom, now we've got them well married, jump up for some turf! don't you see the fire's a'most out?"
"O, then, that your honor may never want for a good fire, I pray."
"Yes, Jimmy, nor a good warrant, like yourself, to tell a good story."
"To be sure, sir, it shortens the night, as we say, an' if Jimmy wont be offended, for taking the story out av his mouth, I'll tell your honor some more of the Gubbaun's doin's."
CHAPTER II.
"That's a good boy, Tom," said Jimmy, myself doesn't remember any more about him."
"Well, then, sir, they were not very many weeks married, when the Gubbaun wished to try the wife still more, to see whether she was knowin' enough for him, in order that she might be depended on completely, if any thing should happen. So one day he towld the son to get ready, and to come with him, for that he had heard of a fine job of work. So they started; and when they had got about three miles on the road, the Gubbaun turned sharp round, and asked Boofun the distance to the next place.
"'Twenty miles, no less,' says Boofun.
"'Well,' says the Gubbaun, 'every inch of the road we have to go,' says he, 'but it's too long by ten miles.'
"'Sure I can't help that,' says Boofun.