St Patrick's Day songs

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“Wisht that orful pitcher ’d fall inter the swill-pail an’ then turn a somerset in the soot-pile,” murmured the boy as he noticed the care exercised over its safety.,“You keep still, Betsey! I’m going to watch!” he exclaimed, as if some one had spoken.,That was not difficult, for the soft silk slipped into a knot as strong as if tied in hemp.,“Do you need it right away?” Billy stood his wheel against the steps and flung his books on the porch table.,“Right—now—are you?” The arm that was around Bouncer tightened, and she thought her “heart would fly right up into her throat.”,Impressed with the importance of her task of instilling wisdom into the minds of her young listeners, Mrs. Wopp ignored this remark and continued the narrative into which she had already launched.,“Pull it tighter.”,“Before vacation? Why, they’ll be just the things to do in vacation.”,The sun rose over the hills and his presence could be ignored no longer. As the Wopp family were driving silently home in the chilly morning, Moses, growing reminiscent, remarked with a yawn:,“Train? Is she going away?” The small girl’s face grew sorrowful.,“What a funny word! What do you mean?”,Another time he would have gone quickly enough, for he liked work as little as the average boy, often shirked it; though when he forgot himself in his task, the joy of doing it well held him to it. But May Nell’s coming and the added expense still troubled him; and it was a resolute face he turned to his mother. “No, mamma, you shan’t get down on your marrow bones to these old floors. It’s only me that needs to go on the knees, you know.” His eyes twinkled..