The Union and eastern journal. [volume] (Biddeford [Me.]) 1854-1858, 1854-07-14
aTis aisy to 500 for yersclf," ses the
fisherman, silly. I.at.

nsy TO 500 Tor yersclf," SCI ths
fisherman, silly. Iarl.
How will | do that I I" sez Neal. a
(" Has MT he got two mouths wild teeth
10 en-! " SCI the fisherman. ...rsl 81.
F" Bedad, but that's thrue," sez Neal.
I" An, with that he lays hould on it, az
bould as brass-whin WOW! clip goes th:
claws into his hand. ~ ia...
"Och. murther cries Neal. shnkin'
his hund with the black lobster clingin' to
1t, an he skippin' abou, like monkey on a
barrelorgan. F" Murther! II DO killed in.
tirely seq he. take the baste of. will
ye! "'T is dead man am this blessed
day Och wirra wirra what III become
Of Biddy an The cbilder Aluriher /! mur.
ther the varmint is sucking oil the blood
from my body. Tis that makes the lobs.
thors 81 red. Sure ought to have known
it afore. Oh, blissed Saint Pathrick, what'll
do Good people, have pity on me -
Y is poor divl um, wild . wife and six
childcr do an in Galway. Take the haste
off. sey! Will any gopd jntlenan cut
his head of, or run knile down his throat -
" But the crowd, they were scrreciin'
wild laughter, an houldin' their sides. an
niver a soul OF 'em stirred, till u biz butcher
bruk through 'em wild his cleaver.
+" Hould yer hand down upon the boord," "
SEE he 10 Neal. And. wild that, he chopt Of
the claws, an set M'Gowk free.
Now. II pay ye for the lobsther. if ye
Place" sez Neal, in passion, 10 the fisher
man.
"Oh," SEE the man, "if It's baitin'
.ye're aither. ye re welcome to it." An
with that, he sazes cJuple of lubshers by
The small Of the back, and aourishes them
at arms length. "Arrah, come on F." SEE
he.
"But, as soon rs Neal heard the lobsthers
shakin' an rattlin near his face, he drops his
fists an runs out of Dublin, wild the peo.
pie shoutin' ut his heels. Faix , when he
came back TO Galway, !lere wasn't many o.
the boys that wor bold enough to ask Neal
M'Gowk to tell 'eln the age Of lobsther by
lookin' ut his teeth. An that s the story
SIR"
"Very admirably cmbellisbed, dare say
And now, Mulroony, | can dispense will
you for the present; so bear in mind wha.
] Told you"
About the mash, sir "
Certainly, about the NASH"
Still, Peter unaccountubly fingered; and
| was about to ask him why he waited,
when he said, so.tly,
~ beg your pardon, sir; but u is bother.
cd intirely, am. Will give her an ould
counthry marsh, or an Ameriky mashl"
don't know Of any distinction between
them,' answered, rather puzzled in NV
mind ut what he was aiming. found af'
tcrwards he was ignorant OF wha. mash
was. 81 don't know" said |, "of any dis.
tinction between them"
"Arrah, tits reasonable enough that ye
shouldn't responded Peter.
"Look here, Mnlrooney," said inpatient
y, 81 want you to put about Two double
h,ndfuls Of bran into u bucket OF warm wa
ter, and, after stirring the mixture well, 10
give it to the black flly. That is what We
G III a bran mash in this country. Now, Dc
you perfectly understand me 7"
Good luck to yer honor" replied Peter
looking very much relieved (; for the rasca
had got the information To was fishing for
't Good luck TO yer honor, what 'ud | be good
for il didn't Snre, It's the onld country
mash, afther ALL"
81 thought US much" said / $50 now
away with you, and be sure you make no
mistake"
"'Tisn'r likely Ill do that, sir" said he,
looking very confidently. I" But about the
warm wather, sir !"
There's plenty to be had in The kitchen" "
"An' the naygurl Will Isay,ill her It's
yer honor's ordhersW W
Certainly, she'd make no difficulty"
"Oh, bcgorra' 'tisn't traneen care for
that. But will l give her the full Of the
bucket, sir 7"
"'Twill do her no HARM" said I, careless.
". And with that Peter made his best
bow, and departed from The presence.
Ii might have been some ten minutes alter
this that Mrs Stanley entered the room
where | was sitting, aud, as she was still
somewhat OF an invalid, | laid down the
book had in my hand, and leading her TO
the sofa, arranged the pillows to her liking.
II wish you would 90 into the kitchen,
George" she said, us was disposinga light
shawl about her person. 81 am afraid
there is something wrong between that
Irishman Of yours and Phillis. Both their
vuices appeared to be good deal raised us
crossed the hall and ! heard the man say
something about some orders you had given
him.
"Oh, tits nothing my dear" said, hall
laughing. I" l understand it oil. Mulroon
cy requires some warm water, which Phil.
lis, who bears him no love, has, suspect
declined to give him"
Ny explanation scarcely satisfied Mrs
Stanley, who seemed to think that The dis
turbance was greater than would be likely
to arise from snch q trihe. However, she
said nothing more, and was searching fol
a passage in my book which thought would
please her. when oil ut oncc We were start
led by distant crash Of crockery ware
plates and dishes in fact, as afterwards dis
covered. To add to our annoyance this
crash was speedily followed by q half.sup
pressed shrek. Mrs. Stanley started up, ir
alarm.
I" Do 20 and SEQ what is the matter
George" said she. 81 told you | was sure
il was something serious. That lrishmar
will be The death OF Phillis some Of these
days: they are always quarrelling."
Scarcely pausing to listen to The closing
norton of my wife's speech, hurried from
the room, and soon heard, as l passed
through the hall, an increasing Glamour In
the kitchen beyond. first of oil came the
shrill voice of Phillis., :,
'Ha' done, say! won't hab muffin to &c
wild the stuff nairaway.
you ugly an conthrairy onld nanygur,
dom't tel ye 'tis the masther's ordhers'
I heard p, ter respond
ITaint no sech thing. Go way, yod
moor white Irisher. / tell zee ! won't. Whe
ebba heard ob coloured CONAN t'king
bran mash More, I'D like to knowl, p .
The whole truth OF what had been sus
pectinr : for some time flashed upon me q
once. and the fun of tho thing struck me q
irresislib that / hesitated Tor o while q