Listen---
"'When did you see Katsey Cavanagh? She certainly is not ill-looking,
and will originate you famous mountaineers. Do, like a good fellow,
stand by me at this pinch, and I will drink your health and Kat-sey's,
and that you may--' (what's this?) 'col--colonize Ahadarra with a race
of young Colossusses that the world will wonder at.
"'Ever thine,
"'H. Burke.'
"Here's more, though: listen, mother, to your favorite, that you want to
marry Kathleen to:--
"'P.S. I will clear scores with you for all in the course of a few
months, and remember that, at your marriage, I must, with my own hand,
give you away to Katsey, the fair Oolossa.'"
The perusal of this document, at least so far as they could understand
it, astonished them not a little. Until they heard it read, both had
been of the opinion that Hycy had actually proposed for Kathleen, or at
least felt exceedingly anxious for the match.
"An' does he talk about givin' her away to Bryan M'Mahon?" asked her
mother. Sorrow on his impidence!--Bryan M'Mahon indeed! Throth, it's not
upon his country side of wild mountain that Kathleen will go to live.
An' maybe, too, she has little loss in the same Hycy, for, afther all,
he's but a skite of a fellow, an' a profligate into the bargain."
"Paix an' his father," said Gerald--"honest Jemmy--tould me that he'd
have it a match whether or not.
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