Southern sentinel. [volume] (Plaquemine, Parish of Iberville [La.]) 1848-1858, 1853-04-16
PLAQUEMINE PARISH OF IBERVILLE. LA, APRIL 49,

, the mornn to ye, Mlsther Neal, or" lis g!a
: | am to see ye, Misther McGowk!" for they in
tertained respect for his scenfcal acquire
mpnts in the matther Of horses that was beau
tful to see. Wheniver they wanted to buy
splendid hunther, or span of fine horses TO
nv lady, or a pony about the size Of 4 month
ould calf for the childher, who but Neal Nc
Gowk must ride with them to the fairs, an the
markets, an discourse upon the qualities o
the bastes? Bya mysterious gift, he could tel
their ages too
"Thal is not at all difficult" said !, little
contemptously. ANY fool can tell that by
looking at their teeth"
"'Tis of Irish horses am spakin,' yer honor
responded Peter, with an air of the utmost sim.
picity. a... a
81 know of no difference between Irish and
American horses in that respect said ], laugh.
ing
sOch, but did iver hear the likes O. thatr'
exclaimed PeteE 'sSure it doesn't became q
poor hoy to impache yer honor's arnin'; but
here he cast queer, side-Iong glance at me
from nrder his halfclosed eyelids-"t!lere isn't
an ouId maid, wild all her silks, an her satins,
an her goold, an her bright sparkln jewels,
that does be more fraetlpus about hayin her
age toud than an Irish horse"
managed to restrain my disposition to burst
out into hearty roar, and merely said
| 'Poh. poh, Have done with your nonsense
Murooney, and 90 on with your story"
"Sure enough. twas BY the teeth, sir, that he
tould the age of horse: for why would be
teIfn' yer honor lie about it2 But twas on-
ly the coaxin way he had that put the come.
ther on the jealous baste, and persuaded it to
| open its mouth"
"Ah, know; you Irish are famous for blar-
ney" g. ,sr aEa@ @.
Deed, sir, that's thrue, any way" said Pc
| ter. "Wel, Neal was but poor crayther, af.
ther all: for, by rason of the genthry coloeu,
| ing wild him, he began to turn the could shout.
dher to his oud friends, an to brag AN to boast,
as if he bate the world for wisdom. Arrah,
where was the use ola dacent man demaneing
| hisself in that way! We'll, one day he took it
into his head to thravel TO Dublin for divarsion;
an mighty purity dvarsion he made oft, sure
enough. Och; bnt it's beauty Of a city, that
same Dublin, wild its four coOrts, an its strates
of fine houses, an lis college green, an its
bridge over the Liffty! BY an by, Neal sthrolls
to the market Bedad, but twas his evil JANUS
Tux him there, does be thinkin'! Afther ad
mrin' the hapes of'pitatees, and the lashins of
bafe an mutton, an other Vegetables Of a sim.
liar charactlier, he comes 10 f-herman's stall,
where he sees iver SO many black things pokn
out their thin. legs an dbrawin' them back
agin. in a lazy sort Oft way" ~,
"What's thiln?' sez Neal to the fisherman.
"Lobsters,' seq the man -. as
's1'is jokin' ye are,'" sez Neal. ~"Lobsthers
are red cfaytbers, as red sojers coats, fsez he;
''for Misihress Hoolagan, the houseekeeper at
Squire Doolin's, tould NE So" .'s-
'sMisthress HooIagah is n dacent woman, an
tells the thruth,' seq the fisherman otis the
bi in does it, The hot wather turns 'em."
"Ayehl but THAT bates bannagher.." sez Neal.
"I'Il be PLACED to sell ye QUE" says the man.
d. ''Tis the iIigantest atin' 'Tis what they
feed the great lords and ladies upon" 41sja1L j
$50 Neal thought what mighty fine thing il
would be TO take lobsther home wild him, an !.
dine for wants in his life for all the world like
a jintleman. . -"
SIS this baste fat?' seq Neal, pointia' wild his
finger to the biggest fellow onsfthe boord.
"Begorra, yc might lhry him down an make
sparm candles out of him. sez the fisherman.
"But it sthrikes me the baste isn't young"
seq Neal, obviously. 1854 80 .z*.z' - &.
"Tis aisy to see for yerself," sez the fisher
man, slyy. ...s44sf ,..,s =, .,,srr',.
How will do that?" seq Neal. .,.. !
"Hasn't. he got two mouths wild teeth in
emf" seq the fisherman. .. =. '.. -.
"Bedad, bur that's hrue," sez Neal. "a. S@s /
'An', wid that he lays hou'd Of it as bould
as brass, whin wow' clip goes the claws into
his hand.,' -, !
"Och, murther." cries Neal, shakn'his hand
wild the black obsther clingin' to it an he skip
pin about like a monkey on a barrtEorgan-.
'Murther! I'll be killed mtirely J" says he
take the baste off. will We! sTis dead tiasaI
am this blessed day! Och! 5wirra! wirr, wllatll
become of Biddy an the chiIdher! 81, Murtber! /
murther the varmint is sucking all the blood /
from nv body. ''Tis that makes the slobsthers
80 red. Sure ought to have known it afore.-sE
Oh, blissed Saint Pathrick, what'll do. Good {
people have pity on me. IT'S a poor divil am.
sid wife an six childher down in GalWay.-sl
Take the baste off, say! Will any good jfntle.
man cut his head off, or run knife down his.
IhroatW e8 u $ga .g5zs aE= a39n ia3izf asf Il
"But the crowd, they wor screechin'' wild
aughthe an bouldin' their sides, an niver
'oul Of .er stirred til a big butcher bruk
through em wild his cIeaver. ss.s, ss2zst ri Esa +
"Heuld your hand dewn upon the boord," sez
le to- Neal. And, wild that, he chopt off the |.
laws, an set McGowk free. i
"Now II pay ye for the lobsther, if We Place"
ez Neal, in passion, to the fisherman. i
|"Oh," seq the man, sif s,is batin' ye're ;
ftter, re welcome to it, AN wild that, he
azes couple of lobsthers by the small ,ofthe /
'ack, and fonrisbes thin at armength. 1"Ai- 4
ab, come on" sez he. e.. =. ..a. =. s.r5
."But, as soon as Neal heard the lobsthers
hakin' an rattiin' near bis face, he dhrops his
ISIS, an runs out Of Dublin, wid the people
houtn at his heels. Faix. when he came back
o Galway, there wasn't many o. tl1eboys that
ror bould enough to ask Neal McGowk totell Z.
I'm the age ola iobs'her by lookin' at histeeth.
IN that's the story, sir" ..sT ..,e,,.egss
.aVery admirably embelIished, dare say
Ind now, MuIrooney, can dispense with you