Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1851-03-31


o of dogs. had the poor foflorn creatur
turned into the yard, and then, looke
Q about for Peter; but for q long time, n
Peter was 10 be seen. After a while, how
: ever, 1 saw him coming slowly up the lane
Q with hisfhat drawn over his eyes, and hi
hands behind his back; and presently
could hear him signing and groaning, as
in the greatest distress imaginable.
iF1 Wv hat is the meaning of all thiss' SAT-
/. What on earth have you been doin.
to the cow?'s 81 s, 1 .ngss5ss4
! Is it what have been doin? Oci
twirra! wirra! What will do? Pm muir
Ithered. IL I'M kilt entirely! Ochone
fOchone! IT'S the baste that's been doin
the bad thing. Bad cess to the crature.'
'Answer me | say! Where have yol
been all this timee How came ths COW te
be brought honae in such a wretched con.
-dition?' ssd g.zsi.s. Ses .staia u a.7=
It's dead am most, said Peter eyas
lively. oh wirra! wirra! What'n 6o1
w hat Ill do!' IL sygFes7 sss adiJztEsssai
'This passes all patience, Mulrooney!
must and | will know what has happened
to.day.'aji 81 ,g5a.o .Eess 3 sas.tEz9a =a
.Musha, thin it's the City people can tell
well enough;l an that's no lie.' s. EG= q
ID Have you been to market?' 5-s H57ag'
B 'Bedad, sir, the butcher men, and the
ould women with tables, and the pitaty men,
and the country people wild white shates
over their carts, and the childher, and the
naygurs, and the consthables, will be- tell
ing yes The COW bad luck to her, and
have been in the market, this blissed day,
and through the market, and over the mar.
ket, and the divil knows where else, for
sorra bit l know ..s~ .,.,..as.xst. sb
$50 you have been in trouble have you?
Well it is no more than I might have ex-
pec.ed.' ~ s a'-5 "a '''''
Deed, sir, an that's no lie! Threuble!
Oh but il you'd seen the conthr iaiest COW
in. the univarsal world, she couldn't bate
the little strawberry ,yonder, for all she
looks SO saft, and butthery.'
sYou must have frightened her then, for
she is commonly as gentle as a lamb
frightened her! Is it | that 'ud be so
name as to frighten COW, and la dhry-
wing her all the time! Oh be gorra! it's
she that has been giving me the fright the
day, any how; a. that 5 no lie. -
well! You took her to the market
you say. What happened .hena'
IT'S unasy am to tell yer henor.' (
$50 on!' said |, impatiently. ?e sas.
sMusha, thin, the baste wint well enough
ontil it was among the strates we got; and
thin, she tuck on as many contrary ways
as four year ould pig. First it's one
strate she would 60 up, and then it's anoth-
or strate she would 60 down; ana Mkt,
widous sayin' sBy yer lave, Pether,' she
walks in at the dure Of o bakers shop; an
whin we whocked her out O. that, bedad!
but off gallops me lady, and afther her,
ontil me breath was gone entirely, an |
couldn't. spake at al. 'Whoo!-whoofp
says /; .smind the baste! Tear-an, ages,
mind the haste! Oh, wirra! wirra! look
at the gossoon; it's over him she'll be!'
But, sure. she dida good thing that time,
any way; for she tuck the boy on her horns,
an. tassed him on the pavemint as tinderly
as if it was one Of her own childher.-.
Thin she throtted affagin through wursld
of strates, an 1 afther her as fast as me
legs 'ud carryimes q Stop! stopn says I,but
sorra bit the wild divil 'ud stop at ,all.---
And whin- the people throwed up their
5arums at her, the saucy basic put downher
horns at thin. It's mighty little they did
to stop her thin; an that's no lie! twas
the boys that 'ud be howling, too; and the
men shoutin', and the purity wimmen run.
nin'gabout like a flock of frightened parih,
ridges; and so, by and by, 'twas 70 the
market we got. .Now, me LADY,, says. !,
g'begorra, but We II see who's the n1asther;;'
50 run up behint the baste, and saized
should OF her tail, and twisted it round me
hand. Och, murther! but she went fasther,
than Ber, draggin' me along wid her;
pldngin' through the big crowd, knockin',
down the bacon, and tassing up the cranes;
treadin' over hapes Of turnips and pitatys !;
AM the people shouted, an the wimmin
screeched; an the butcher men an the
country men tearin' on swearin'. aAyeh!
surethere niver was heerd sich a hullabal-
loo. before! sFaixl but the haste wasn't con-
tint wild the throuble she was giyin', but
she must Mkt be afther smashin' baskets
Of e'A72 40 ssSs ~ ~
Here Peter stopped suddenly, and thrust
ing, slowly, bis hand into the pocket Of his
coat, fun1bled about for little while, and
then produced greasy, crumpled piece Of
paper, which he handed to me. thread as
Ffollowa: oesqs s3lt zan1svs sd3 ts3s Is
'Mr. Silyaynus Urbin Ia ..gs1 sss.ia y
p TO Betsy Hodges,
> 'For 25 duzzen eggs smashed by yure
+ cow,eaoIisI issgds:jiq Sos q. o1.zoofo,;i9 M
\ at 16 cents, .l.,.. s,,.. w w. s..
. sWhos gave you this! said |. -
Sure, sir, ii was the magisther.'
Z sMagistratei What magistrasei' sd s&9
sSofras one o':me knows, barrin' he's a
.dacant man am his names Mcguire
Och but it's the onlucky basle she is.' 5,
b aMulroonsy!' said ], i will pay this bill
in the morning; but, think, shall not
want youaany moro after your month"; is up.
4 Good luck to- your ihoner!" replied Pc
ter. Sure it's the rale gintlemon ye are.
'Tis sorry ! am TO part wid ye, an that's
no lie.s Whin lave Eye, will I, be shfoub.
ling ya g Iasf for q characbter?" Al an