Only an Irish Boy; Or, Andy Burke's Fortunes

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