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says poor Paddy. sOh, by this and that says l,'l darn't open the door for the wide world; and sure you know It; and throth if the Russians orthe Yeo'sf ketches you,' says I-sthey'lI murther you, as sure as your name's Paddy N 2a any , hanks te you, says be, Ser tens good intiDsions; and blaze the pigs, 1 hope it's not the likes O that is in store for me any how si7aix then,' says ], you had better lose no time in hldin' yourself for throti l teii you it's a short thrhi and long rope the Russians would be afther gisin' you-for the'ye no justice, and less marcy, the williams r Faith thm, morc's the raison you should let me in, Shamus, says poor Paddy it's folly to talk, says Fl darn't open the door 'Oh then, millia mur- thern says Paddy, 'what'll become of me at all?' says he. Ct off into the she'd says 1, sbehind the house, where the COW IS, and there there's an iligant lock O straw, that you may go sleep in,' says !, and a fine bed it i'd be for a lord, letalone piper So off Paddy set to hide in the shed; and throth it aint to our hearts to refuse him, and turn him away from the door, more, by token, when the pratees was ready-for sure the bit and the sup is always wellzim to the poor thrayeller. Well, we all wint to bed, and Paddy hid himself in the COW house; and now must tell you how it was with Paddy:-

 "You see, after sleeping for some time, Paddy wakened up, thinkin' it was mornin', but it wasn't mornin' at all, but only the light O the moon de- cayed him; but at al! events, he Hant. ed to be stirin' airly, bekase he was go- in otfto the tewn hard by, it bein' fair day, to pick up few ha'pence with his pipes-for the devil q bother piper was in all the eounthry round nor Paddy; and every one gave 1t up to Paddy, that he was iligant on the pipes, and played "JinDy bang'd the Weeyer," beyant tel lin, and the 'sIare in the Corn,' that you'd think the very dogs was in it, and the horsemen ridi1 like mad. Well, as ] was sayin', he set off to go to the fair. and he went meandhern' along through the fields, but he didn't go far, antil climin' up through a hedge, when he was comin' out at t'other side, his head kem plump agin somethin' that made the fire flash out iv bis eyes, So with that he looks up-and what do you think it was, Lord be marcifui to LIZ, but corps, hangin' out of branch of a three. 'Oh the top of the mornin' toyou, Sir says Paddy, 'and is that the way with you, my poor fellow? throth you tux a start out O me- says poor Paddy; and twas thrue for him, for it would make the heart oi stouter man nor Paddy jump, to see the like, and to think of q Christian crathur be- ing hanged up, all as one as dog Now, twas the rebels that hanged this chaP-bekase, you sec, the corps had good clothes on him, and that's the raj sin that the Russians and the Orange men never hanged any body wid good clothes on him, but only the poor and definceless crathurs like uz; so, as said before, Paddy knew well, it was the d2ys that done it; and says Paddy, eyen' the crops, sby my soul thin but you have a beautiful pair O boots on you,' says he, 'and its what I'm think in you won't have any great use for thin any more; and sbure it's shame to see the like O me- says he, 'the best piperin the sivin counties, 10 be tram pin wid pair of old brogues not worth three traneens, and a corps wid such an iligant pair O boots, that wants some one to wear thcm.' So with that Pad. dy lays hold of him by the boots, and began pullin' at thim, but they wor mighty stiff; and whether it was by raisin of their being so tight, or the branch of the three a jiggin' up and down, all as one as weigbdee bucket tee, and not lettin' Paddy cotch any right hoult O thim; he could get no adpanioge O him at all-and at last he gey it up, and was goin' away, whin lookin' behind him again, the sight of the iiligant fine boots was too much for him. and he turned back determined to have the boots, any how, by fair means or foul: and I'm loath to tell you now, how he got them; for indeed it was a dirty and trotis it was the only dirty turn I ever knew Paddy to be guilty av; and you see il was this away i: spon mysowl, he pulled out a big knife, l-- I. l..L j., q. { J.