thee, oh, my God, for being the means of saving this poor creature."
Next came Larry, hitching and twisting himself into all manner of shapes—he had sixty dollars—for by good luck, as he said, his cauliflowers was bigger nor David's; and a man had given a great price for them, to take to York; and he had planted squashes in among his potatoes, so that they took up no more room; and his little datters had helped him weed; "and so, your honour," said he, "you see that David's not behind me, any how, seeing he has no little datters to weed for him."
"Plase your honour," said Bonny Betty, whose turn came next, "just pass me by and let Jemmy Brady bring up; I'll be better ready, being the last."
"Why, I thought that Sammy Oram had the next lot to you," said Mr. Price, "has Jemmy changed?"
"Yes, Sir," said Jemmy, walking proudly up, with a decent smart dress on; and, in his nervous anxiety to show himself to Mr. Price, he had his hat on his head. His wife, however, twitched it off, and told him not to forget where he was. "But he's scared, like, your honour," said Biddy, dressed up as smart as her husband; "and I've brought you my little boy; he's a new comer, your honour, and if your honour would not be affronted, we intend to call him Oliver Price."
Mr. Price patted the chubby little thing on the cheek, and thanked the mother for the compliment, saying, that when his little namesake was old enough, he should be sent to school. Jemmy, with hat now in hand, brought his account—alas, poor Jemmy, his account showed only forty dollars—but eight children! "No, don't feel ashamed," said Mr. Price. "I have heard that you were often obliged to remain at home to nurse your wife—but
