from your eyes for mocking the poor dark man?”

    “Saints and angels, is tection against t ino try to deprive me of my  bread this way,” replied poor Moran.

    “And you, you c let me go on iful poem.  Cian people, in your cy  you beat taking advantage of my darkness.”

    tender, seeing t  of it, tection, and  on ening for a time in beer a ed again  possible t none of yez can kno yez see it’s myself; and t’s some one else?”

    “Before I can proceed any furtory,” interrupted tender, “I call on yez to contribute your cable donations to o go on.”

    “o be saved, you mocker of  completely beside  injury—“ould you rob the world? O, was ever such wickedness known?”

    “I leave it to yourselves, my friends,” said tender, “to give to t you all kno sc ed some pennies and arted , but t cro to belabour o ender noo to “just give  villain, and  erer o Moran, but instead of closing  a feo to t an actor, and t  gained a ed amid muco eat the supper he had won.

    In April 1846  to t t Mic 15 (norick Street, on a strao c moments.  After o t  r give y send-off? took place t day. A good party of  into t and nasty. t gone far  ’s cruel co it?” “Garra’,” replied anotiff as t to to  anotil t dacent.” A man called Carroll t of ed. Uned, and t reacery before ttle .

    Moran must  strange and out of place in t otering, perhaps while his friends were drinking in his honour.

    Let us  some kindly middle region was found for  her round me?

    And  I o say Before o