Hastings.

Thames Star, Volume XII, Issue 3966, 14 September 1881, Page 2

Hastings.

The following letter from an esteemed correspondent we have been compelled co hold over for some days :—

Mistheb Editub, —Shure ye'l be wondberin whats cum of me at all, at all. Well, begor, 'tis many's the time I thought the same mesel. Well, faith, bechuno me

an you, afther I mcd that rise I tould ye about long ago, as bad luck ud hay id, who shud I fall acrass but an ould Wesht Coashter, Pat Doghety be name. - Tim, me bye, sez be, yer the gorsbon I jesht wanted. - Shure 'tis mesel is on the good thing now. D'ye mind tbe Buller.sez he. Bather shure, sez I. Well.'sez he, Ino a lade now that bates id. Yer sowl, - siz I, faith, an that bates Bannagheer, arrah cum taste a dhrop of rale Minsheea an tell us about it. So, avick machree, we wur taslitin and talkin, and talkia and tashtin till the fever cum on me, and I makes a dart far the hut on the hill and packs me dads, an off.wesh tarts for the dividin range. Next morning we camps sumwbere about the bed uv tbe Puru, an at it we goes, and there I am won way an another ever since. Well, I'm not going tv tell ye now fat we're duin, but Tishaw, as we say in Frinch. Me faith, '<- tis a bit of fun we had in Tappu, 1 I'm goin .to insioce. ye . into this time. Lasht we run short of tucker, an Fat went to Tappu to get sum sthores. Well, divvil a lie in id, bud hesarobed the villige from won md to tuther, an disthruction to the bit uv mate, bad or good, cud be get; but.whin be tould urn 'twas uiesel was in buchcowld an hungry; Bhure there was a dippitashun immajently, an the pair or uz invited to a big spread for Friday. And Tim, siz Fat, as the^mies we're both good Catholics, they'l hare lushins uv schnappers biled, baked; an schtued fur the occashun. 80 down we cums, an didn't me ould frinds rowl up tv welkum me. . Save ye, Tim, siz wan. Sarv you kindly,.-siz I. Arrah, Tim, sez another, shure I'll never forgit ye the way ye got that little job for me. Don't minshim id byes,, siz I, fur faith I'm always at. yer sarvice, an ad do me indayvurs to oblige ye or the Tapu ladies either,- fur the mather uv that. More power to ye Tim, an tis the fine thrate we bare fur ye this evenin. Share we . have a rale live County Councillor brought down fur tv meet ye, an we got - sum byes from the coasht, jist to show ye a bit uv fun bechune the dances. Begor, bud if I was the Guvenur. I couldn't be mcd more uv, all I wus afeard iv wuz they'd tare me to peeces to make much ivme. Well, 8 o'clock cum, ' and me fritid Miatbur Jakubs takes ;*»earrunv tod Bet there beside me, Tim, sez he, aad don't: be afeard to ax what you.want, aythetaitin or drinkin. Thank ye kindly, sez I, and after Grace at it we wint, Well'as I Wttz waitin fur the fish,-1 got lookin round the table, and wishin 'twas any other day but Friday, I no tis bad manners, but for the life of me I euddent help it. Well if Barrum had two or three avihini Tappu byes he make his forchun, fur the the way they got rowl in down the turkiys an the mate was wand her ful; Vbegorra I thought there was a. bet on, antt offered Jakubs tv to wan in soya, the little lane fellow ud win. " Whisi, Tim,", set he, " don't be looking; here's the fish!" • And, begorra, I punished three sohnap* pers before I knew what I was doin'. Well, the Lord be praized, the feed was - over, and no one bust; so Mishther; Jakubs rung the bell, an- tauld urn to bring in the sherry. " Now, Tim, alannab," ses I, " ye'l git a chance to lit open yer kondinser. Och, mavrone, uvJE waited till now, an' the sherry lasted, bad luck to the word kud I get in edge* ways." Fur there wasn't a nun, wumman, or child that wasn't' a" jolfy good fellow, and all I kud do was roar -' here, here. I sez Misthur Editur, did you ever play the game skratch me and' I'll scratch yon, well ov ye didnt jest go ' . to Tappu fur a lesson, fur twas nothin but skratchin and battherin in the space 1 pf you from beginnin to end, and at last I shouted, up wud the rag, and the byes tuk up the korus, and the sherry being „ dun, the spakers knocked off. Well noin ■ I was a good hand at a jig an that away, ' sum of the ladies, bliss their souls, axed me to be I'm See, so I wheeld urn into line and off they wint. - Well, I must allow they have some purty dancers in Tappu, an' 'twas a thrate to see the colleens dragging the boys into thur places. Well, afther gcin' through the proper ooursis, we sot, down, an' a big Diiohman sung " Sour, kraut," and sed he schoff him all de time. Thin . we bad another hop, an* then the Duch< man thransmogrifiedi hisself into a Faddy, and sung "The Mulligan Gards," "Hurroo," sea I, "put it there, mate;. but 'tis the daoent bye ye are!" whin the dirty spalpeen ses, "I, Sbnydber, bow ye was?' 1 " Gallong, ye blagardj" , ses I. Bad luch, to my jigment that I", kndonfc tell a daeinfc Connemara from a Duchman ! " Whist, azy now;vMishter Doolan," acs he ; " shure we want to jjivo ye>ura sport!" And the words wasn't out uv his month whin I.heart! a hulla* balloo, an' up cums a sthrappin' garsoon wid a regular Tipperary yell, an', yet sowl, me blood, was up, an we had the natist little shindy ye irer saw for about --; twenty minits. " Are •ye plaxed now, Mishther Doolan," ses me frind the Duchman. "Lave me alone a minit," ; ses I, for I wus tired wid the sport, not to mind a clip a frind kot me ondther the* 7 lugs but whin I kern to, "Boy* and girls," ses I, "ye do me proud this blessed night, an nothing could bate the kind throuble ye tuk for me atmument," .'. and if ye don't mind, sinse I'm sleepy,' •'. we'll have a dhrink, and I bid yes all good night." So we adjourned, and in " pledgin' thekumpany I rowled oudther ' the table, and woke up nixt morning, and had to drag mesilf from ondther a pile of - about a dozen that I suppose ai|t)«d round me to kape the kowld out, -,-; - Tik Doolak.

Iv the mau who bets, or the mtn whoil po better, th,e better man ?