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ONLY AN IRISH BOY Or, Andy Burke's Fortunes by Horatio Alger, Jr.
CONTENTS
ONLY AN IRISH BOY
CHAPTER I β ANDY BURKE
CHAPTER II β A SKIRMISH
CHAPTER III β ANDY AND HIS MOTHER
CHAPTER IV β MRS. PRESTON
CHAPTER V β A PROFITABLE JOB
CHAPTER VI β THE TWO OLD MAIDS
CHAPTER VII β ANDY OBTAINS A PLACE
CHAPTER VIII β THE MIDNIGHT ALARM
CHAPTER IX β WHAT FOLLOWED
CHAPTER X β ANDY'S DEBUT AT SCHOOL
CHAPTER XI β A GAME OF BALL
CHAPTER XII β A LITTLE DIFFICULTY
CHAPTER XIII β GODFREY'S REBELLION
CHAPTER XIV β MR. STONE IS CALLED TO ACCOUNT
CHAPTER XV β MRS. PRESTON'S DISCOMFITURE
CHAPTER XVI β THE CHRISTMAS PRESENT
CHAPTER XVII β INTRODUCES AN ADVENTURER
CHAPTER XVIII β RIDING WITH A HIGHWAYMAN
CHAPTER XIX β BAFFLED A ROBBER
CHAPTER XX β HOW THE NEWS WAS RECEIVED
CHAPTER XXI β A MODEL WIFE
CHAPTER XXII β COLONEL PRESTON'S RECOVERY
CHAPTER XXIII β MRS. BURKE HAS GOOD FORTUNE
CHAPTER XXIV β ANDY'S JOURNEY
CHAPTER XXV β THE MERCHANT FROM PORTLAND
CHAPTER XXVI β SPINNING THE WEB
CHAPTER XXVII β THE DROP GAME
CHAPTER XXVIII β THE GUEST OF TWO HOTELS
CHAPTER XXIX β A STARTLING EVENT
CHAPTER XXX β COLONEL PRESTON'S WILL
CHAPTER XXXI β MRS. PRESTON'S INTENTIONS
CHAPTER XXXII β MRS. PRESTON'S REVENGE
CHAPTER XXXIII β ANDY LOSES HIS PLACE
CHAPTER XXXIV β THE WILL AT LAST
CHAPTER XXXV β MRS. PRESTON IS UNPLEASANTLY SURPRISED
CHAPTER XXXVI β ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL
ONLY AN IRISH BOY
CHAPTER I β ANDY BURKE
"John, saddle my horse, and bring him around to the door."
The speaker was a boy of fifteen, handsomely dressed, and, to judge from his air and tone, a person of considerable consequence, in his own opinion, at least. The person addressed was employed in the stable of his father, Colonel Anthony Preston, and so inferior in social condition that Master Godfrey always addressed him in imperious tones.
John looked up and answered, respectfully:
"Master Godfrey, your horse is sick of the disease, and your father left orders that he wasn't to go out on no account."
"It's my horse," said Godfrey; "I intend to take him out."
"Maybe it's yours, but your father paid for him."
"None of your impudence, John," answered Godfrey, angrily. "Am I master, or are you, I should like to know!"
"Neither, I'm thinking," said John, with a twinkle in his eye. "It's your father that's the master."
"I'm master of the horse, anyway, so saddle him at once."
"The colonel would blame me," objected John.
"If you don't, I'll report you and get you dismissed."
"I'll take the risk, Master Godfrey," said the servant, good-humoredly. "The colonel won't be so unreasonable as to send me away for obeying his own orders."
Here John was right, and Godfrey knew it, and this vexed him the more. He had an inordinate opinion of himself and his own consequence, and felt humiliated at being disobeyed by a servant, without being able to punish him for his audacity. This feeling was increased by the presence of a third party, who was standing just outside the fence.
As this third party is our hero, I must take a separate paragraph to describe him. He was about the age of Godfrey, possibly a little shorter and stouter. He had a freckled face, full of good humor, but at the same time resolute and determined. He appeared to be one who had a will of his own, but not inclined to interfere with others, though ready to stand up for his own rights. In dress he compared very unfavorably with the young aristocrat, who was biting his lips with vexation. In fact, though he is my hero, his dress was far from heroic. He had no vest, and his coat was ragged, as well as his pants. He had on a pair of shoes two or three times too large for him. They had not been made to order, but had been given him by a gentleman of nearly double his size, and fitted him too much. He wore a straw hat, for it was summer, but the brim was semi-detached, and a part of his brown hair found its way through it.
Now Godfrey was just in the mood for picking a quarrel with somebody,
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