He gave the old mare a awful cut, and says he: "I'd like to know what you want to be so agrevatin' for?"
I didn't multiply any more words with him, only as we drove up to our door-step, and he helped me out into a mud puddle, I says to him:
"Mebby you'll hear to me another time, Josiah Allen?"
And I'll bet he will. I hain't afraid to bet a ten-cent bill that that man won't never open his mouth to me again about a Pleasure Exertion.
SHAMUS O'BRIEN, THE BOLD BOY OF
GLINGALL—A TALE OF '98
BY SAMUEL LOVER.
J