Rensselaer Republican, Volume 16, Number 8, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 1 November 1883 — Retorts. [ARTICLE]

Retorts.

A cat and an Irishman are always ready. If puss falls from any height, she lands on her feet, and Pat never sees a word coming that he does not “counter” it with a better one. “What are you building there?” asked a stranger in London of an Irishman mortar in front of Cardinal Manning’s Pro-Cathedral. “A church, yer honor.” “Oh! a church? Of what denomination?” “Of no denomination at all, yer honor; its the holy Roman Catholic church.” “I’m very sorry to hear it.” “ Yes sir, that’s what the devil says, answered Pat, as he resumed his work.“I’ll not give you anything 'but I’ll lend you a sliilling,” said a gentleman to an Irishman who hail just driven him to the station. “Ah thin, may yer honor live till I paqr ye," was the quick answer. A beggar woman, with a mass of red jair, was soliciting aims from a stagecoach full of passengers. Some rude

• person called out then, “Foxy head, foxy head !” “May ye never see the dyer” she retorted. “Go to the devil!” shouted the irrate passenger, as another woman persistently aked for a penny. “Ah; thin, it's a long journey yer honor is sending us; may be ye’re going to give us something to pay our expenses on the road.”