Alexandria gazette. [volume] (Alexandria, D.C.) 1834-1974, 1834-11-17
PADDY, THE PIPER.

IL was in the time of the 'rucfion,* whin the
LONG summer days, like many tine fellows
precious life, was cut short by rason oil the mar
tiaI law.-that wouldn't let dacent BOY De out
in the evenn', good or bad; for whln the oay
work was over divil one of w daar go 10 meet
a frind over glass, or girl at the dance; out
must po home and shut ourselves up, andnever
hndoe nor rise latch, nor dhraw bout until the
r,nrnnu KEN agin. Well, TO come 10 my Sto-
rv.-,Twas afther nightfall, and we wor slttln'
round the FIRE, and the pratees was Dollin', ana
the noggins of butther milk was standln ready
for oar snppers, whin knock KEN to the door,
g Wbisht,n says my father, here's the soJers
come upor us now,n says he; "bad luck to thin,
the Williams; Fm afeard they seen glmmer oil
the fire through the crack in the door," says he.
mNo - saws nv mother; for Pm afther hang
inc an ould sack and my new petticoat ag'n It,
a while ago,"-"Wel whisht, any how" says
my father, for there's knock agin;" and we
ali held our tongues till another thump KEN to
the door. "Oh, it's folly to purtind any more"
saws nv father; "theyre too cute to be put of
that way.n saws he. go, Shanus," says he
IN me- and see who's in IT." How can see
who's in il in the dark? says l. WELL" says
he. eight the candle, thin, and see WHO'S In II;
but don't open the door, for your life, barfln'
thev brake il in" says he; "eXceptin TO the So
;erS and spake thin fair, if it's thim." So, with
that. wint to the door, and there was another
knock. Who's there2 says /. Its me-" says
he. Who are you, says |. "A frind," says he
BaithershiR says l-who are you at all! " AT
rah. don't you know mel" says he. Divll
taste. saws |. "Sure, Pm Paddy, the piper"
saws he. Oh thundher and turf! says l, II you
Paddy. that's in it2 "Sorra one else," says he
And what brought you at this hour, says l.
mRv oar saws he, 81 didn't like goin' the roun
nv the road.n SAYS he, "and so KEN the snort
c1t and that's what delayed me-" says ne. On,
bloody wars! says Paddy. wouldn't be IN
vour shoes for the kings ransom, says |; for you
know yourself it's hangin' matter to be cotch.
Cd ont these times, says l. "Sure know that"
saws he, "God help me; and that's what KEN
TO YOU for,n says he; sand let me in for ould
acquaintance sake" says poor Paddy. Oh, by
this and that says ], darnt open the door lor
the wide world; and sure you know lt;-and
throth if the Husshans or the feo'sr Retches
you, says !, they'll murther you rs sure as your
names Paddy "Many thanks TO YOU" says
he, for your good intintions; but, PLACE the
pgs. hone it's not the likes o. that is in store
for me. any how" Fax, thin, says |, you
had better lose no time in hidin' yourself, says
/; for throth tell you, it's a short thrial and
long rope the Husshans would be alther givln'
Won: for they've no justice, and less marcy, the
yyHlains "Faith, thin, more's the raison you
should let me in, Shamus," says poor Paddy
IFS folly to talk, says !, darnt open the door.
ooh. thin. militia murtheIm says Paddy, "what
81 become Of me at all, at ALL" says he. Go aft
into the she'd says |, behind the house, where
the COW is and there there's an illigant lock o.
straw, that you may go and sleep In, says !, and
a fine bed il id be tor lord, let alone piper.
So aft Paddy set to hide in the she'd; and
thrnth il wint to our hearts TO refuse him, and
turn him away from the door, more, by token
when the prateeS was ready-for sure the OIL
and the sup is always welkim to the poor thravei.
Ter. Well, we all whit to bed, and Paddy hid
himselfin the cow-house;-and now must tell
q,
You see, afther sleeping for some time, Paddy
Weakened up, thinkin' it was mornin', but 1t
wasn't mornn' at all, but only the light O. the
moon that deceived him but, at all evints, ne
wanted to be Strrn' airly, bekase he was goin
off to the town hard by, it bein' fairday to pick
up few ha' pence with his pipes-for the divil
a betther piper was in all the country round,
nor Paddy; and every one gave it up to Paddy,
that he was illigant an the pipes, and played
" jimmy bang'd the Weaver" beyant tellin', and
the Hare in the Corn" that you'd think the
very dogs was in it, and the horsemen ridln' like
mad.
We'll. as was sayin, he set off to 60 the fair,
and he whit meandherin' along through the
fields; but he didn't 60 far, anti, climoin up
through a hedge, when he was comm out al
tother side, bis head ken plump agln somethln'
thai made the fire fash out ~ his eyes. 80 win
that he looks up, and what do you think II was,
Lord be marciful TO uz! Out a corpse hahSih Out
of branch of three!
f" Oh. the top o. the mornin' to you, sir" says
Paddy; and is that the way with you, my poor
fellow? Throth you TUX start OF me-" says
moor Paddy; and twas thrue for him, tor II
wouId make the heart of a stouter man nor
Paddy jump to see the like, and to think OF
Chrishthan crathur being hanged up, all as one
as a dog.
Now, twas the rebels that hanged this chap,
bekase, you see, the corpse had good clothes an
him, and that's the raison that one might know
il was the rebels,-by raison that the Husshlans
and the Orangemen never hanged any body
wild good clothes on him, but only the poor and
de6nceless crathurs, like w. So, as | said be-
fore, Paddy knew well it was the boys that done
it; land" says Paddy, eyein' the corpse, "by
my sowl, thin, but you have beautiful pair o.
boots an you," says he, and it's what Pm
thinkin' you won't have any great use for thin
no more; and sure it's shame to see the likes
o. me-" says he, I" the best piper in the swim
counties, to be trampn' wild pair of ould
broques not worth three traneens, and corpse
wild such an iligant pair O. boots, that wants
some one to wear thm." So, with that Paddy