That Betty, "very quietly,"
Had wed a tempy Captain.
M.C. (introducing bluejacket who fancies himself as a basso). "Mr. 'Icks will now oblige with several blasts on 'is fog-'orn, entitled, 'O Ruddier than the Cherry.'"
ERIN-GO-BRAGH.
"Saft marnin', Mrs. Ryan—ye're out early this marnin'."
"Ye say right, Mrs. Flanagan, I am that. Me son wint back to the Front last night, and Himself was out seein' him off at the staymer, all through the pourin' rain, the way he's not able to shtir hand or fut. I was just down to Gallagher's gettin' him some medicine."