Burlington free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1827-1865, 1841-03-19
FATE OF THE O'LEARY'S.
ny MRS. 8. C. HALL.

pIS Outs DIIu.
ged Shane, have you heard the news7"
"What news, alanna I" replied Bridget
"sorra morsel Of news myself hears from
Lammas to Shrovctide that is sorra a
morsel that's worth the hearing
"And what sort O. news, granny, do We
count worth the hearing?" again inquired
Ellen, shifting her position from the hatch
door to louge against the door post, which
she shouldcred con amore in "truc Irish
STYLE"
what sort O. news is it7' replied the old
woman, knocking the ashes out of her pipe,
and placing the pipe in hole in the wall,
quite convenient, "why, the sort o. news
that I'd like to hear would he an everlasting
end @ the Titles, or mate for noting pound
and pinty of it; or to see the Counshilor
himself king of Ireland, or to hear that Milly
Naylor--Nliss Milly Naylor, had the ague,
or something worse
'Wllat ails you, always at Miss Miy,
granny7' said Ellen. "She's a kind, tend
err hearted young lady-gentc and generous,
with sweet smile and blush on her cheek
like midsummer rose yet We never have a
good word for her."
| Sand why should II" replied the crone !:
"didn't her father turn Protestant and s'nt
she at the head and tail of the school? and
doesn't the priest himself shake hands with
her? tell you, EllenvNeville,. she has way
OF bcwitchingth the people, coming over them
liko-thats not right, and know it isn't"
I'VE ell, then, granny, | will not tell you
my news that's all; for IT is about Miss Milly,
AID far from evenn' bad to her, il is evenin
good it I'LL be; and now good morrow, and
God save ye, Bridget Shane" And 80
saying the misc!iievous puss trippcd away
from the door, well knowing she had reused
the old wonan's curiosity, and fully convin.
she would quickly recall her to tell the news
she coveted to hear. Ellen loved Milliccnt
Naylor with all the warmth ofan ailcctionate
Irish heart, and consequently reoiccd at the
prospect Of tormen,ing the only enemy Miss
Milly had in the parisl,.-Why Bridget reaHv
hated the young lady it does not need to tell /;
she had in some degree accounted for her an
tipathy; but her prcjud'ces were kni, ,ogeth-
er by old clan-likc feelings which it would be
both idle and uninteresting to recount here.
"Hallo!" shouted the old woman, after
the flce,-footed damscl
| Ellen went on.
Jimmy" called Bridget to one of her
grand children, who, habiluated with her
primitive simplicity, was stretched in the
sun, throwing an occasinal pebble in the
standing pool" close to tho cottage door !;
Jimmy" she repeated, "run ho,-ioot after
Ellen, and tell hcrgranny wants her. Make
haste, do; or sorra sup of bntter.milk
shall ye have to yer dinner"
Away rail the urchn, and presently with
slow and measured pace Ellen returned to
her old position a. the door post.
"Comc in, Ellen, and sit down."
"Ihank We, Bridget, I'm taller Standing"
Yer tall enough, any way, and inc-
grown girl of your age III 20 bail you've
had many bachelor before now" said the
old woman, in an insinua,ing tone, having
lived long enough to understand the power of
Of i'a'tery, and really anx,ops to hear the
news.
MAY be have, and may be have not"
replied the maiden.
'Don't be so strcnge in ncisibor's house
but come in" said Bridget.
"li wos in ncighbor's house, l need not
come IN, because, IFS in Id be already"
simpered Ellen.
"The Lord save us!' calculated the gram
ny show sharp we're grown that's the sort
of learning yc &c, from Miss Mily. Coming
fine Englisl, over us.--it's myself can hardly
understand word you say, you spake so
fine"
Ellen remained silent.
"Icl us the news. will yc 7" said the old
woman worn out Of all patience b, Ellen's
silence.
"Where's the good of Nee spakng," re-
piled Ellen, in full, ripe, rich, musical
brogue, perfectly guiltess of any approxma-
ton to an English accent "Where', the
good of mee spakin' whin you can unders-
iand mee."
"Och ba,hershin!" retorted Bridget, lave
Of now. and tell us what it is, at onst"
swell then, here it's forge" said Ellen.
her features assuming spi,cful expression
that was foreign to their nature. "Miss Millv
Mayor is going to be married to-rucss
who
Guess. how should guess A me.hody
parson I"
fully. "No."
"Who then
Robert O'Gorman O'Leary, Enqu;re,"I
replied Ellen, in a triumphant voice.
Bridget crossed herself devou,ly, prayed
to be delivered from sin, sorcery and witch.
craft, and then burst into strain of lamen-
tation, Of which ! can give bu, feebls imi-
tation.
"Oh, marciful Moses the Squire of the
country, the hearts blood of the gin,ry, the
darlint OF hoy that my sister nursed, the
finest man in the coun,ry's sidc-sce that
now Oh, Milly Maylor Milly Naylor! il
WASN'T for nothing ye shaded yer eyes with
a white satin bonnet; it wasn't for nothing
ye looked as mild as new milk it wasn't for
nothing ye walked on yer toes il wasn't
for nothing ye danced like a sunbeam"
1T was not for nothing. interrupted Ellen,
Indignantly, shat she had the blessing of the
ould. and the prayers of the young, sec what
they've brought. She'll be the first lady in
the country, and moreover, do as she likes,
as spery wye Of an O'Leary didbefors her.
IFS their fate"
Go along home do, ye donerail of thing.