Paddy Murphy on the Ministerial Fracas.

Thames Star, Volume X, Issue 3294, 12 July 1879, Page 3

Paddy Murphy on the Ministerial Fracas.

(from the Satueday Abvehtisee)

'Pon me conshinse, it's mesilf that's in a purty fix intirely, so I am, an' bogorra I don't know what to do at all, at all, so I don't. Ay coorse ye'vo heard o' the row in'the Eabiriet betchune Sir George an 1 Misther Ballance, but bad luck to the word o' tliruth is "there in the reports that's appeared in the papers. The thrill varsion ay l}ow the ruction cum aboufis as follows v—Mesilf an' me collaiges wor houldin' a private Eabinet sayance, wid Sir George in the chair, whin -.theThresurer popped in, carrying his budget on his back. " The top o' the mornin' to you boys," ses he. "The same to you, an' a great many : ay them," ses Sir George, spaikin' for the lot ay us. " I've got me fin-anshil statement here," .Bes the Threasurer." "D'ye, tell me so," ses Sir George, " I hope we've got a big Ballance to our credit," ses Sir George, thryin' to make a pun on our collaige's name. "Och, begorra, yer getting mighty funny since ye cum back from the North,"""ses the Threshurer, lookin' as savage*- as the divil at the Prime-ear. "Dujftloqk so shirty, for though yer a jdffiPnalist," ses Sir George, "ye needn't get your paper collar up," ses he. This last insult roused Misther Ballance's Irish blood, and be the hookey, he flared up in a tundherin' passhin, as he turned on the Prime-ear, and, says he, " Lttk here, me bould. bouchil, ay ye don't hould yer prate, be the shin bone ay Fin Macoul's grandmother, I'll break iviry bone in your ugly karcase," ses tho Threshurer. " What's that you say ?" ses Sir George; jumpin' up and preparin' to sthrip. " Here, hould me coat, Paddy, avick," ses the Prime-ear, turnin' to me,. Ay coorse I'm a lover ay pace an' quietness, and so I thought it betther to interpose in ordher to save the sheddin' p'-jblood. ; So placing mesilf in the sinthre o' the room betchune the boys, I armed mesilf wid the-poker, and I raisoaed with thim like a Dutch Uncle. " Arrah, don't;-be makin' a holy show ay yerselves," ses I. " Blur-an-ounthers, boys, ye ought to have more sinse, so ye, ought. What'll our inimies say whin they hear o' this -ruction ? ; Why yer more like a pair ay overgrown gossoons thin statesmen," ses I. " Yer both dacint boys enuff, an' ye mane, well for, the Colony," ' ses T," but yer so peppery an' headstrong that yerjist givin' the landsharks an' ther frinds a chance to crow over ye," ses; I. ' " The long ah' the short ar it is, that unless ye both baitea rethrait, an' that purty quick too, somebody will be wan tin' a docther, an' it won't be me; 1' ses I, an' at the same time I brandished me poker in ordher to impfaisise me rimarks. Faixj this put .the comether on thim, an' they both lift tlie Eabinil sayance through the mayjium ay two different, doors. Now this is a thriie an' correct varsion ay the whole, affair, an' whoever ses it isn't can feei.my-mussell by applyin' at my offis in Lambton Eay. Ay coorse yell be able to see j.now- that meself an' Mac are the only two numbers o' the present Ministhry that's houldin' the Eabinit together, an', begorra, we're well able to do it, in spite,-a»;the: growlin' o' the dogs in the Opposition manger.