The Columbia Democrat. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1837-1850, 1842-07-23
ElIIS0lAlLIhEAN ANlAOUSo
From the Ladys Book for July, ls42.
THE EJECTMEN
AN IRISH SKETCH FROM LIFE.'
BY MRS. 8. c. HALL LoNDoN.1 ]

PgRHAPs i! proceeds from our having
'Inhabi,iveness' largely developed that we
are led SO completely to sympa,hise with
those who are compelled under any circum.
stances TO quit their homes. Even if "a
fitting be premeditated under the most
pleasant prospects. there is always some
things to regret-the discomfort, the hustle
the leave taking are all sad enough,no mat
ter how brilliant the anticipated future may
be-there is something really melancholy
in parting either from what has been the
abode of joy, or sorrow, for both equally,
in our opinion, endear locality. A change
of residence is Away an inconvenience
to the rich, bu! to the Irish poor it is fire.
quently only change from the misery Of a
wretched howell to the exposure and starva-
tion Of the high roads. We witnessed
narrowing scene of this description which
we cannot easily forget,and it is one which
my American readers will imagine over.
drawn, no matter how we tell the story.
We had sent the carriage on and were
proceeding on foot, practice which ena.
bles us 10 converse with the peasantry, and
increases our enjoyment and information. 1t
was fine clear evening; the sun was sink
ing behind the richly wooded slopes of this
most beautiful country; the all was full and
balmy; the rail was croaking along the
hedges and the thrush singing those rich
and varied melodies which art can neither
initiate nor teach. A lane. or as the Irish
so pretlily call in, bohreen' branched off
from the high road, and some noble old
trees had n,eraced their arms above il,
SO as 10 form succession of living Gothic
arches,ihe most perfect and picturesque we
had ever observed. The elevated inclo.
sures OF howers-and purple fox glove with
fairy like cups. and the sparkling leaves
and knoi'y twisings Of sly Robin run.ihe
hedge, mingled with the tasseled mead.
ow sweet and broad Ieaved dock-all
beautiful according to their kind: then there
were occasional breaks amid the sunlight,so
bright before its close, darled the most vi
vim light, showing the sylvan tracery to the
best advantage. 1t was altogether SO ex.
quisi,e bit of light and shade that il was
not until we had looked at it for some time
that we perceived three little children hud-
dledup together at the stump of an old thorn
tree, few yards down the lane; The eldes,
giown up girl supported sleeping ir-
fant on her knees; tho third whose costume
was slight as il is possible 10 fancy, crying
bitterly. and in his frui!less attempts TO dry
his tears, had smealed his face over so TO
give i! the appearance of mask. His
trouble was Of that nature which in England
would be aHeUiated by bread and butter,
and cured by bread and sugar; but the
grief that caused emotion in ,he eldest girl
was altogether different, il was such as
strong women hardly bear. Her features
were hardened into the expression Of des-
pair, and what is more at variance with the
first hours Of youth, sullen despair. An old
blind dog sat at her feet with his head
n her knee, his thick sighiless eyes up.