Oċ! a deaġ grad, is air ata na tarraingte aidmeala. A bfeictear go gcuireann se piasta trid? A mbionn se crinn le na fiaclaib ina codlad? no piocad a sròin? Ni se gac cuid diobta go minic. Tabair asteac è; sgribe me ni eigin do air ball. Nac seanmar an saidbreas, slàinte mait fagail! Gidead is tearc a cuireas suim ann, mar còir dòib. Chonnairc mise duine dona aniu, a ċaill radarc a da suil, tre na baodais fein. Ciona's sin? Ta an sgeul ro fada. Innseaća me duit aris è. Nil agam anois acd cu airt air duine, ar brisead acos go deiġionaċ. It does both very often. Bring it in; I will pre scribe for it presently. What a blessing it is to enjoy good health! And yet few esteem it as they ought to do. I saw a poor wretch today, who had lost the sight of both his eyes by his own folly. How was that? The story is too long. I will tell you again. I have now only to visit aman, whose leg was lately broken. VII. Travelling, the Country, &c.. Ca bfail mo giolla? eact sa maidin ċiuin. Is aoibinn an aimsir ta aguinn. Where is my servant? their oats, and will be Bring them to the door. No, I shall breakfast in It is pleasant to ride in Is ro mait agaid na tíre. Ta eagla orm go dtiuca cit orrain. Nil acd neul, a racas tort gan moill. Sin fear air a mbotar romainn. Deanam go mbearamois air, agus go mbiam a gcruadal leis. Cio mbeannaid Dia duit, a duine mait. Go mbeannaic an ceadna duitse. Naċ breag an maidin ì • so?. Is breag i, gloir do Dhia. Ca fada tainic tu air maidin? A dtimcìol cùig mìle. Hap, a duine, as tu rinne an moċ eirig. Nior codail me ro bfad, go deimin. Car codail tu areir, le do cead? Do codail me sa Israid baile. An ann sin a bias tu do comnaig? Ni head, aċd a gcontaig an rig. Ca bfuil duil agad a beit a noct? Ta duil agam a beit ann Ardmaga, mas feidir. 'Beid tu ann sin am go leor. As snassamuil deas an eac sin agad. As breag, cruadalać a gearran beag è. Gabam orm go ndean se sodar go mait. Nil níos fear air bit, da meud. Go de an aois ta aige? Cheannaid me air son beiteac cùig mbliana, fa nodloig sa cuaid tort è. Bhfuil beul mait aige? Flor mait; agus cossa fallain. Measam gur cosain se seact, no oct ponta deag. Cossain se nios foigse don fitċed, dar mo coingiol. Se so mo bealacsa, agus is eigin dam d'fàgbail. Turas sona duit. Rat do turais ort. Gosoirbide Dia duit. Ca hait a mbriseam ceadlonga? Is ionnan dam è. Beir air na caiple so, a buaċaill, agus siubal tort leo seal ann sin. Ann sin tabair fèur doib, agus cuimil sios go mait iad. Racamoid da bfeucain ag ite a mbiad air ball. |