r did he propose to submit quietly to the thrashing which Godfrey designed to give him.
ed an instan
rashing," he said; "the wor
y, undismayed. "Come on,
impudent yo
are
full upon his nose, which started the blood. Now, the pain and the sight of the blood combined filled him with added fury, and he attempted to seize Andy around the waist and throw
down, as Godfrey would have been sure to do under si
y mortified because he had been worsted in the presence of John,
engagement terminated as before-Godfrey was stretched once more on the sidewalk. He was about to renew the assault, however, when there was an interruption. This int
frey?" he called out,
y, and he therefore desisted from the contemplated
his Irish boy for
t this way of putting i
much as if he we
ir hold," said G
tinent, was he?
I was no
to what was said, but didn't a
picions of that myself,"
cter may be judged from the fact that her son closely resembled her. She was vain, haughty, and proud of putting on airs. She considered herself quite the finest lady in the village, but condescended to associate with the wives of the minister, the doctor, and a few of the richer inhabitants, but even
ainst me, and let a low boy i
you call
's only an
been Irish boys or of Irish descent. I
a be
speaking for the first time. "I ne
gs," said Godfr
own clothes. I think I should respect you very much
in' it to him," thou
he young mast
Preston, turning now to our hero, as
y Bu
u live
o town, sir. My m
does sh
, just. He knows,"
r lives in old Jake Bar
etimes. Well, Andy, if that's your name, how is it that I catch you fight
woman," said Andy, "and t
do that,
many airs. He talked
than your equal in stre
was tha
s abou
ight, and I hope you'll profit b
ht Andy. "He ain't hard on
behind a moment. He wanted to have a parting shot at his
eriously; "don't let me s
y n
want to
he other way," said
is my
it was your
. You'd better stay at
ou're very kind. May I com
walk on the
was no longer pro
better not come by my mother's
your miserable shanty," s
p on the other side of th
hize with him in his dislike and contempt for Andy-this was, of course, his mother. Besides, he had another idea. He knew that Mrs. Burke had been employed by his mother, occasionally, to assist in the house. It occur
is bundle and suspended it from his stick. "Wil
addressed to John, who had ju
ad, stands a little way back. There's a few hills of potat
three
ow you are c
her, but my fingers isn't
r take a licking any time than write a l
ck me," said A
you can m
le on his shoulder he trudged on, light of heart, for he was ab