human
They'll be along in a minute, thought the widow.
gpt
Here comes Moike.
human
Pat donned his apron.
gpt
There's toimes when it's the thing to spake before 'em all, she thought.
human
This is wan of 'em. Pat needs heartenin' a bit.
gpt
Pat, off with your apron!
human
Off with your apron, repeated Mrs. O'Callaghan,
gpt
You'll be sayin' farewell to Pat this mornin', went on the widow, her glance traveling from one to another.
human
It's lavin' us he is to go to Gineral Brady's to live. 'Tis hard toimes we've been havin' and harder's before us. Pat seen it and he's a-goin' to help. He'll be gettin' his board and he'll still be goin' to school.
gpt
Did you think I'd be willin' for you to lave school, my son?
human
And it's a dollar a week he'll be gettin' besides. He's his father's son, and he's got a head older than his years, or he'd niver 'a' been the brave b'y he is, nor seen nothin' to be brave about, nayther. And he'll be comin' to visit us when Mrs. Brady can spare him, and that'll be when his work's done, of course; and always he sits in his father's chair.
gpt
And here's the chance for Moike, she said, going busily on with her work.
human
Will you be makin' the beds and kapin' things shinin' and doin' the cookin' for us all?
gpt
You know I will, mother.
human
Now, b'ys, there's what they call permotions. Often and often have I heard your father spake of 'em. We're havin' some of 'em this mornin'. Pat, he goes to earnin' money and his board. That gives Moike a chance to step up into his place, do you see? That's what permotions is for, I'm thinkin'--to give the wans behoind you a chance. Always step up when you honestly can, b'ys, if for no other reason, to give the wan behoind you a chance. There's no tellin' what he can do till he gets a chance, do you see? Tim, he wouldn't 'a' stayed foightin' a private if the wan ahead of him had only done his duty and stepped up. But some folks niver does their duty, and it's hopin' I am you'll none of you be loike 'em. It's a noice place Pat's goin' to, so 'tis. There's a queer little house with a glass roof on jist across the street from it, and, by the same token, it's a wonder how they can kape a glass roof on it. There's them that can't even kape their window glass in, so there is, but goes a-stuffin' up the holes with what they can get. It's full of plants, so 'tis, a sort of a garden house where they sells flowers for weddin's and funerals and such, and maybe Pat'll be showin' you through it some day when he gets acquainted. I'm told anybody can see it. Grane house, I belave they calls it, but why anybody should call a garden house a grane house I can't tell, for sure and it's not a bit of a grane idea to sell flowers if you can find them that has the money to buy 'em.
gpt
Maybe they call it greenhouse because it's full of green things,