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Chapter 6

           Trath!agallonavInnishowenwudlastayqualtothreeavthisAmerikinrotgut,astheYankeesthemselveschristenit."

           "Nevermindaboutthewhisky,Phelim—Isupposethere’senoughtolastusforthisnight,andfillourflasksforthejourneyofto-morrow.Lookalive,oldBallyballagh!Letusstablethespottedmare;andthenIshallhavetimetotalkaboutafreshsupplyof‘potheen,’whichIknowyoulikebetterthananythingelse—exceptyourself!"

           "Andyou,MastherMaurice!"retortedtheGalwegian,withacomicaltwinkleoftheeye,thatcausedhismastertoleaplaughinglyoutofthesaddle.

           Thespottedmarewassoonstabledintheshed,Castrobeingtemporarilyattachedtoatree;wherePhelimproceededtogroomhimafterthemostapprovedprairiefashion.

           Themustangerthrewhimselfonhishorse-skincouch,weariedwiththeworkoftheday.Thecaptureofthe"yeguapinta"hadcosthimalongandarduouschase—suchashehadneverriddenbeforeinpursuitofamustang.

           Therewasamotivethathadurgedhimon,unknowntoPhelim—unknowntoCastrowhocarriedhim—unknowntolivingcreature,savehimself.

           Notwithstandingthathehadspentseveraldaysinthesaddle—thelastthreeinconstantpursuitofthespottedmare—despitethewearinessthusoccasioned,hewasunabletoobtainrepose.Atintervalsherosetohisfeet,andpacedthefloorofhishut,asifstirredbysomeexcitingemotion.

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