"But it’s me own belafe that the most sarious mishtake av Finn’s was in marryin’ a little woman. There’s thim that says all wimmin is a mishtake be nacher, but there’s a big differ bechuxt a little woman an’ a big wan, the little wans have sowls too big for their bodies, so are always lookin’ out for a big man to marry, an’ the bigger he is, the betther they like him, as knowin’ they can manage him all the aisier. So it was wid Finn an’ his little wife, for be hook an’ be crook she rejuiced him in that obejince that if she towld him for to go an’ shtand on his head in the corner, he’d do it wid the risk av his life, bekase he’d wanted to die an’ go to heaven as he heard the priest say there was no marryin’ there, an’ though he didn’t dare to hint it, he belaved in his sowl that the rayzon was the wimmin didn’t get that far. [Illustration: Music: When I Was Single.] "Afther they’d been living here about a year, Finn thought he’d fish a bit an’ so help along, considherin’ he’d a big family an’ none o’ the childher owld enough for to work. So he got a boat an’ did purty well an’ his wife used to come acrass the hill to the shore to help him wid the catch. But it was far up an’ down agin an’ she’d get tired wid climbin’ the hill an’ jawing at Finn on the way. "So wan day as they were comin’ home, they passed a cabin an’ there was the man that lived there, that was only a ditcher, a workin’ away on the side av the hill down the path to the shpring wid a crowbar, movin’ a big shtone, an’ the shweat rollin’ in shtrames aff his face. "’God save ye,’ says Finn to him. "’God save ye kindly,’ says he to Finn. "’It’s a bizzy man ye are,’ says Finn. "’Thrue for ye,’ says the ditcher. ’It’s along o’ the owld woman. "The way to the shpring is too stape an’ shtoney," says she to me, an’ sure, I’m afther makin’ it aisey for her.’