ROBERT'S VISIT TO IRELAND.

[Illustration: "I was that staggered, that I could 'ardly answer

him."]

Well, it isn't for one like me to say as how as good luck means wirtue

rewarded, cos I have, in my long xperiense, seen not a werry few cases

where it wasn't so--no, not by no manner of means.

But this I can most trewly say, that my slice of luck during this

larst munth is worthy of being called a reel staggerer! And this is

how it cum about:--

The Amerrycain Gent, at the Grand Hotel, wanted a change for about a

weak or two, and he naterally arsked me what he shood do. I made lots

of wise suggeshons, in course, such as Margate, and Grinnidge, and

Hern Bay, and other hily arristercratick places, but they none on 'em

woodn't do. So presently he calls out, "Did you ever go to Ireland?"

I was that staggered, that I coud ardly arnser him; but then I says,

"Yes, Sir--but it were sum time ago." Then he staggers me much more

wiolently, for he says, says he, "Why shoudn't you go with me then,

and be my Wally!" When I recovered my breth, I says, "I don't know

as our gentelmanly Manager here woud spare me." So he says, "I'll

soon see about that." So he rings the bell wiolently, and arsks

for him--and he cums--and, to my serprize, he doesn't make not no

objecshun at all, which was, in course, werry complementary to me,

and, strange to say, no more did Mrs. ROBERT, when I told her of it.

Well, I passes over all prelimmenerry derangements, till we finds

ourselves on board a lovly steemer, bound for Old Ireland, as we allus

calls her, tho' I don't spose as she's any older than the rest on us.

It was that ruff that I perposed waitin till the sea got smooth; but

my Master ony larft, and sed I shood be all rite if I follered his

adwice, as he was used to the sea, and rayther liked it a little

ruffish. So he got me a sheet of brown paper to put on my manly chest,

and gave me some champane, and one glass of Perettic Sline, I think he

called it, and, with their ade, I got over much better than I xpected.

We went as strate as we coud go to the Lakes of Killarny, and if that

isn't jest about as lovly a plaice as the hole world can show, why

then let sumbody show me another as is. If anyboddy arsked me if it

never rained there, truth wood make me say yes, it most suttenly does

sumtimes, but then so it does ewerywheres in ollidy time excep where

it's most speshally wanted.

My Guvner's fust harty larf was at dinner on the fust day, when he

told me to ring for sum pepper. TIM the Waiter arnsered the bell, and

I told him what was wanted, and I scarce xpecs to be bleeved when I

says, as he cums back and he says, says he, "If you plase, Sir, sure

the Pepper's engaged!" I thort the Guvner wood ha larfed hisself

hill, but he soon recovered, and said, "Thin niver mind TIM, we'll

do without it to-day, but let us have fust turn at it to-morrow."

"Suttenly, your honour," says TIM, and wanishes.

The next day, after driving us round the naybourhood, he came in

without being arsked, and goes to the fire and warms his hands, and

then says with a broad grin, "Sure it's a jolly lucky cupple as you

are, for the rains a bustin down like thunder!" When handing the

unpeeled Potatows to the Guvner he wood pint his finger at one and

say, "That's a rale buty, Sir!"

I spose as the Guvner was rayther libberal to TIM, when we left, as

all reel gennelmen allus is, for the tears acshally came into the

pore feller's eyes, and he blessed us both, and wished as a few more

genelman like _us_ woud sumtimes wisit poor old Ireland!

We stayed about a fortnight, but we didn't see another Waiter like

poor TIM, who was the werry fust humane being as hever called me a

gennelman, pore feller! but we had a werry nice time of it on the

hole, which I may p'raps elude to sum day, when things ain't quite so

brisk as they is just now, and I must say as my Guvner behaved like

the reel Gennelman as he is, when we cum for to settel up.

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