human
Aisy with you, lads. Cousin Harry, take first ride on St. Patrick (the name of the ass)--here's a leg up. The two Dicks can have Scrub and Rasper. Jack and Billy, boys, catch a hold of the bridles, or devil a ha'p'worth of ride and tie there'll be in at all, if them Dicks get the start--Shanks' mare will take you to Kells. Don't be galloping off in that manner, but shoot aisy! Remember, the ass has got to keep up with you, and I've got to keep up with the ass. That's the thing--steady she goes! It's an elegant day, and no hurry in life. Spider! come here, boy--that's right. Down, sir! down, you devil, or wipe your paws. Bad manners to you--look at them breeches! Never mind, there's a power of rats at Tony Carroll's barn--it's mighty little out o' the way, and may be we'll get a hunt. What say you?
gpt
A hunt, a hunt, by all manes! there's the fun of it! Come on, lads--here's the place!--turn off, and go to work! Wait, wait! get a stick a-piece, and break the necks of 'em! Hurrah!--in Spider!--find 'em boy! Good lad! Tare an ouns, you may well squeak! Good dog! good dog! that's a grandfather!--we'll have more yet; the family always come to the ould one's berrin'. I've seen 'em often, and mighty dacent they behave. Damn Kells and the barber, up with the boords and go to work!--this is something like sport! Houly Paul, there's one up my breeches--here's the tail of him--he caught a hould of my leather-garter. Come out of that, Spider! Spider, here he is--that's it--give him another shake for his impudence--serve him out! Hurrah!
human
Fast and furious grew our incessant urging on of the willing Spider, for his continued efforts at extermination. At the end of two hours, the metamorphosed barn was nearly stripped of its flooring--nine huge rats lay dead, as trophies of our own achievements--the panting Spider,