The mountain sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1844-1853, 1853-05-05

"s:hrange things does be happenin' sometimes
in the Ould counthry, Aii,thcr UTban, SAID Pc
ter gryeiy; '.but the strangest asGVenther of AL
I reInim ber wor ttInt beteIi Shainu5 y Shaugh-
messy whin the sqjers wOr hot fut afther HIM IN
among the noun aims Ye see, sIr, SIamus-
he's undher the sud Row, an may the heavens
be his bed-was somehow OF t'other lniAt up WIG
she rebellion of ninety eight SUEra blI o me
knows how, but sure it must hA been II hanSss!n
malther does be thiDAin, for he was 1orced
into hidiu' acrass the LilIs III the storm should
blow over.
well, as bad LUCK 'ud have il, wan afther-
noon as he wur s.ttin' afore the duTe OF a oIt II
cabin ne had constructed OF turf an stones
thinkin' OF his wife and chlldher, al taklh no"
an thin, u dhrop Of potheen from greet jug at
his side, by way oil cumtortin his loneliness, he
seen a comm through the little gap torment him,
& ragged gorsoon, an In the dlVlls own haste,
tcr his fathers wOr sthramin' IN the wind
well, Dinnis, ma bouchal, what is 1t ? sez
Shamus, for sure he knowd there wor throuote
TO the fore, when the boy come penethrann 10
his saicret place widOut s!yin by your lave
".Run run sez DInnis, Down like Il young
grampus !; run, Shamus, the sojers IS comm.
''Shamus looked through the gap, an begorr'I
they wur COMM sure enough. So wldont wait
in 70 put on his hat an his hrogGes. by rason
that he hadn't any, he tux another great thf.hE
Of the potheen, from Il natherl ntfecshun he
had Tor that same an To forthify his stomach
agin' the bitther cowld wind o the hills. Fax,
tits little | know how much he tux OF the cray
iher that time; but sure 'twor mighty blS
Inouthful, any how.
'sBourdin' across the hills like deer, wild the
red coats afther him in full cry now doubiin
this way, an now turnin that. ohamus put
ont the strength that was III him. wid the nope
OF lawn his purshuers behnt him. But cen
they stuck 70 him like poverty to a poor man,
an. maxim circle round him, begun to dhraw
in upon him on all sides. Musha. thin bat
twas "A Dad way Shamus wor in; but ne put n
Sould face On the natther, an breastln the
mountain, rowled down 10 ther side, catchln at
the furze and bushes Us he wint along. to break
the weight of his fall. Springin' 10 his feet agln
at the bottom, he run, wild all the speed he conid
musther, till the well nigh down, and all
$he bI cath wor lawn his body nthirely. Throw
in hisself at the sut ofa hill, by way of restho-
raiin' his wind. he could hear the erie OF the
soiers q calm 10 their comrades over the noun
tain at the back of him.
+"Aughi the curse O. Cromwell 20 yees! s2z
Shamus; sure 'tis bothered ye are tnlS nlne'
onY Yay But oh tattheration :. SEE he, look
IN round snddintly, how will git out "f this
qnaro placer sure It's d thrap I'm IN, via the
stlpe hills on wan side. an a great biaeE noS
On t'other. Och, rnurther,' SCI he, but what
'gil do now ?''
"aH at wanst as he woY ponderin' over his
unforthinest situation. he hears, hard by, the
pattherin of little feet. for al the wureld like
the first rain dhrops OF shower; and. lookln'
down what should he see forenent him, bnt n
caare little man not highernor my knee dhress-
el al IN black, wild i. quare little cecked has or
his head; an raal goold buckles in his square
toed shoes?
"oeh! och p sez shanus TO hisself, 'tis smud-
Sexla, Eid the Ssi@stcas sDa! But maybe the