HER COMRADE BOY.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume XIII, Issue XV, 13 October 1894, Page 360

HER COMRADE BOY.

Mistress : ‘ That young man who came to see you stayed rather late last night.’ Bridget: ‘ Yis, ma’am, he did.’ Mistress : ‘ Ab—he—is your lover. I suppose ?’ Bridget: ‘ Indade an’ be is not. He’s a naybur’s son fruiu th’ ould counthry, raised up at th’ dure wid me —jist a comrade boy, that’s all.’ Mistress : ‘ But he is very fond of you. I beard him kiss you good-night quite plainly,’ Bridget: ‘ Shure an’ ye moight, for it’s little discraytion he has in that way. ’ Mistress : • And isn’t that his ring you wear ?’ Bridget: ‘lt is, ma’am. He sint it to me fruni Kerry three years ago cum Aisther.’ Mistress : ‘ Well, depend upon it, he will ask you to marry him one of these days.’ Bridget: ‘ Ah, thin, ma’am, Oi don’t be thinkin’ he’ll ask me agin, fer whoy should he ?’ Mistress : ‘ Then he did ask you ?’ Bridget: ‘ Yis, ma’am. Oh, he’s noways backward in regar-rds av sbpakin’ his moind.’ Mistress : ‘ And what was your answer, Bridget ?’ Bridget : ‘ Shure Oi tould him he’d be afther waitin’ tin months, iv’ry day av it, till we could lay by a bit av money, an' he gev in t' do that same.’ Mistress : ‘ Why, then, he is your lover.’ Bridget : ‘ No, ma’am ; far frum it. Oi never had a lovyer, ma’am, first or lasht.’ Mistress : ‘ Bnt you intend to marry him ’’ Bridget : ‘ Oi do, an' thin he’ll be me husband, an’ that’s roight an’ lawful. But Oi hov no toime t’ be foolin’ away with lovyers, an’ if Oi t’ought he had anny oidaya av th’ koind Oi’d eind him mar-rchin’, so I wild.’