Bretty always says....

“Some years ago,” said he, “a couple of ‘emigrants,’ fresh from the Emerald Isle, seeking labor, were making their way toward the West. Coming suddenly one evening upon a pond of water they were greated with a grand chorus of bull-frogs – a kind of music they had never before heard. “B-A-U-M! B-A-U-M! Overcome with terror they clutched their ‘shillelahs,’ and crept cautiously forward, straining their eyes in every direction to catch a glimpse of the enemy but he was not to be found! At last a happy idea seized the foremost one – he sprang to his companion and exclaimed, ‘And sure, Jamie! It is my opinion it’s nothing but a noise!’”