Sometimes he stopped in his frolic to find a bit of string, over which he raised an impromptu jubilate, or to fly with his mate to the nest, uttering that soft rich twitter of his in a mixture of blarney and congratulation whenever she found some particularly choice material.
"Ways of Wood Folk"
William J. Long
Why, to have a body to look at now and again, and to blarney, just that I might not forget the trick.
"The Eye of Dread"
Payne Erskine
Now pocket your blarney long enough to tell me why you called me a Scotchman."
"The Eye of Dread"
Payne Erskine