A Scene in the First Act of the New Farce - 7
Ch. But all the Woaks, are not such damned Whools, as to make him Sheriff?
Tim. Faidt! I don’t know dthe Dutch whoaks begin to see dthrough him. But dthen he palawers dthe Irish. And he says his Modther was a Shipsiterian. Arrah! did you ever hear such a Lye! And to make Whriends, he set on dthem Spalpheens of Phipsiterians to kill dthe Savages in the Gile. God whorgive me! I vish dthere vash not a Savage in dthe World: But Devil split me, if a rechy Irishman could ha’ whound in his Heart to murder dthe poor Devils, when
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