American Republican and Baltimore daily clipper. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1844-1846, 1845-08-12

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! leave II TO me, dear father-lcave it all 10
me" exclaimed the animated girl; "only pluck
I up spirit, and whenever Norris name is men
toned, abuse hIm-but not with all yer heart,
fither-ony from the teeth out"
/ When they re-entered, the fresh boiled pota-
toes sent warm curling steam TO the very raf-
tiers of the lofty kitchen; they were poured out
into large wicker dish, and on the top of the
pile rested plate of coarse white salt; noggins
of buttermilk were filled on the dresser: and on
a small round table a cloth was spread, and
some deli plates awaiting the more delicate re-
past winch the farmers wife was herself pre-
pairing.
What's for supper, mother? inquired Norah,
as she drew her wheel towards her, and employ
cd her fairy foot in whirling it round.
Plaguy SaipeenS, she replied; bits o'bog chick
ems, that you've always such fancy for; Bar
ney Leary kilt them himself.
So did, said Barney, grinnng; and that
stick with hook Of Morris Donovan's is the
finest thing in the world for knocking 'em down.
If Morris Donovan's stick touched them,
they shant come here, said the farmer, striking
the poor little table such blow with his cIench-
cd hand as to make not only it, but Mrs. Clary
Jump.
And why so, pray? asked the dame.
Because nothing of Morris, let alone Morris
himself, shall come into this house, replied
Cary; he's not to my liking anyhow, and there
is no good in his botherng here after what he
wont get.
Excellent thought Norah.
Lord save US! calculated Mrs. Clary, as she
placed the grllod snipes on the table, what's
come to the man! Without needing his reso-
luton, she was proceeding TO distribute the sa-
worry blfdeeus, when, to her astonishment, her
usually tame husband threw the dish and its
contents into the flames: the good woman alb
sclutely stood for a moment aghast. The calm,
however, was not of long duration. She soon
rallied, and commenced hostilities. How dare
you, ye spalpeen, throw away any of God S
mate after that fashion, and to the fore? What
do you name, say
name, that nothing touched by Morris Do
novan shall come under this roof and if catch
that girl of mine looking at the same side O. the
road he walks on, I'll tear the eyes oet of her
head and send her TO a nunnery
/ You will! And dare you say that to my face,
to a child o. mine! You WILL will ye?-we'll
see, my boy! I'll tell we what, if like, Nor
/ rls Donovan shall come into this house: and
what's more, be master of this house: and that S
what yOW never had the heart to be vet, We poor
ould snail So saying, Mrs Clary endeavor-
ed to rescue from the fire the kissing remains
of the burning snlpes. Norah attempted to as
sist her mother; but Clafy, lifting her up, some
what after the fashion of an eagle raising a
golden wren with its claw, fairly put her out
of the kitchen. This was the signal for fresh
hostilities. Mrs. Clary stormed and stamped;
and Mr.. Clary persisted in abusing not only
Morris, but Morris uncle, Father Donovan.
until at last the fathers helpmate srore, ay,
, and roundly too, by cross and saint, that, be-
fore the next sunset Norah Clary should be
Norah Donovan. wish you could have seen
Norry's eye, dancing with joy and exultaton
as 1t pceped through the latchhole; it sparkled
more brightly than the richest diamond in our
monarch's crown, for it was filled with hope
and love.
The next morning, before the sun was fully
up, he was throwing his early beams over the
glowing cheeks Of Norah Clary; for her wise
thought had prospered and she was hasteninp
to the trusting tree, where, by chance, either
morning or evening, she generally met Morris
Donovan. don't know how it is, but the mo-
mcnt the course of love runs smooth, it be-
comes very embarrassing, except to the parties
concerned. So ii is now left for me only to
say, that the maiden after 3 due and proper
time consumed III teazing and tanalizng her |
INTENDED, told him her saucy plan, and its re-
suit. And the lover hastened, upon the wigs
OF love (Which beg my readers clearly to un-
derstand are swter and stronger in Ireland
than IN any other country TO tell the priest of
the arrangement, well knowing that his rever-
ence loved his nephew and niece that was to
be 60 say nothing of the eddng supper, and
the pro.ii'a arising therefrom) too well, not to
aid their merry jest,
What hustle, what preparation, what feast
ing, what dancing, gave the S0untry folk
enough to talk about during the happy Christ
mas holidays, cannot describe. The bride of
course looked lovely, and sheepish; and the
bridegroom-but bridegrooms are always unin-
teresting. One fact, however, is worth re-
cording. When Father Donovan concluded
the ceremony, before the bridal kiss had pass.
ed, Farmer Clary, without any reason that his
wife could discover, most ndecorously sprung
IN -ezed shillelah of stout oak, and whirl-
in r2 il rapidly over his head, shouted, Carry me
out! by the powers she's beat. we've won the
dayl--ould Ireland forever! Success, boys
She beat she's beat The priest too, seemed
vastly to enjoy this extemporaneous effusion,
and even the bride laughed outright. Wheth-
err the good wife discovered the plot or not #
never heard; but Of this am certain, tnat the
Joyous Notah never had reason to repent her
wise thought.
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