Martinsburgh gazette. [volume] (Martinsburgh, Va. [W. Va.]) 1810-1825, 1825-09-22

ifyour wife lsaDgry, but be quiet YOUR
self, and make her sweep the room
clean, SET the table out right, and
spread clean cloth over it; then put
the bottle OIL the ground, saying these
words: Bottle, do your duty" aud
YOU will see the end oft"
T Mick accordingly goes home, mt
tering prayers, and boiding fast the
bottle
land What would do lift broke"
thought he. "Ob! but I'll take care
OF that" SO he pot i, into his bosom,
and went on anxious to prove his bot
tie, and doubling OF the reception he
should meet from his wife; balancing
his anzieties with his expectation. bis
feares with his hopes, he reached home
in the evening, and surprised his wife,
sitting over the turf fire in the big
chimney.
""Oh! Mick, are you come back?
Sure you weren't at Cork all the way!
VIVA, has happened 20 you? Where
is The cow? Did you sell her? How
much money did you get for her?
What news have you? Tell US every
thing about it."
'"Why, then, Molly, if you'll give
me time, I'll Tell you all about it, If
:ou want to know where the cow is,
'tisn't Mick can tell you. for tie never
a know does he know where she is
now"
"Oh, then, you sold her; & where's
The money!"
""Arrah! stop awhile, Molly, and
I'll tell you all about it.'
'"But what bottle is that under your
waistcoatl' said Molly, spying its
neck sticking cut.
'"Why, then, be easy now, can't
you,' says Nick, "till tell it to yon."
and putting the bottle on the table,
''Thai's all | got for the cow"
His poor wife was thunderstruck.
"All you got! and what good is that,
Nick? Oh! / never thought you
were such fool; and what'l we do for
the rent, and what--"
"Now, Molly,' saws Mick .can't you
hearken to reason? Didn't | tell you
how the old man, or whatsoever NE was,
met memo, he did not meet me nei-
Their, but he was there with me --on the
big hill, and how he made me sell him
the COW, and told me the bottle was the
only thing for me'"
'"Yes indeed, the only thing for you,
you fooln' said Molly, seizing the bot
tie to huri itat her poor husbands head;
but Mick caught it, and quietly (ior be
minded the old mans advice) loosened
his wife's grasp, and placed the bottle
again in his bosom. Poor Molly sar
down cry ing, while Mick told her bis
story, with many crossing and blessing
between, him and harm. His wife could
not help believing him, particularly as
she bad as much faith 10 fairies as she
had in the priest, who indeed never dis
couraged her belief in fairies; may be,
he didn't know she believed in them,
and may be he believed in them him
self She got up, however, without
saying one word, and began to sweep
the eartbern floor with bunch Of
heath; then she tidisd up every thing,
and put out the long table, and spread
the clean cloth (for she had only one
upon it, and Mick, placing the bottle on
the ground, looked at it and said, "Bot-
tie, do your duty"
'"Look there! look there, mammyw
said his chubby eldes. son, boy about
i've years old--"look there! look thereo
and he sprung to his mothers side, as
two tiny little fellows rose light from
the bottle, and in an instant covered
the table with dishes and plates Of gold
and silver, full fthe finest yictuals that
ever were seen, and when all was done
went into the bottle again. Mick and
his wife looked at every thing with as
constituent; they had never seen such
plates and dishes before, and didn't
think they could ever admire them e.
nough, the very sight almost took away
their appetites; but at length Molly /
said, Come and sit down, Mick, and /
try and eat bit: sure you ought to be !
hungry after such a good days work.
why, then, the man told no lie a.
bout the bottle.n
Mick sat down after putting the |
children to the table, and they made a
hearty meal, though they couldn't taste !
half the dishes.
"Now,' say Molly wonder will |
those two good little gentlemen carry |
away these fine things again" They /
waited, but no one came, so Mo ly put |
up the dishes and plates very carefully, /
saying, why, then, Mick, That was no