The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1853-1911, 1854-09-14


Leave it to me, dear father-leave it
all to mel exclaimed the animated girl:
'only pluck up spirit, and whenever
Morriss name is mentioned, abuse him
but not with all yer heart, father-on-
| yfrom the teeth out
When they re-entered, the fresh boiled
potatoes sent warm curling steam to the
very rafters 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 butter
milk were filed on the dresser; and on
small round table cloth was spread ,and
some delf plates awaiting the moro deli
cate repast which the farmers wife was
herself preparing.
whats for supper, mother?' inquired
Norah, as she drew her wheel towards
her, and employed her fairy foot in whirl-
ing it round.
'Plaguy snipeens,' she replied-'bits O.
bog chickens, that ye've always such a
fancy for; Barney Leary kilt them him
self
so I did, said Barney, grinning, 'and
that stick with hook of Morris Dono-
vans, is the finest thing in the world for
knocking em down
IF Morris Donoyan's stick touched
them, they shant come here said the
farmer, striking his little table such a
blow with his clenched hand as to make
not only it, but Mrs. Clary jump.
And why SO, pray?' asked the dame.
Because nothing of Morris's, let alone
Morris himself, shall come into this house, ;
replied Clary; hes not to my liking any
how, and is good in his bothering here
after what he won't get
'Ezcellent' thought Norah.
Lord save usH calculated Mrs. Clary,
as she placed the grilled snipes on the
table, whats come to the man? 2
Without needing his resolution, she
was proceeding to distribute the savory
birdeens, when to her astonishment her
usually tame husband threw the dish and
It's contents into the flames; the good wo-
man actually stood aghast. The calm,
however, was not of long duration. She
soon rallied, and commenced hostilities.
How dare you, ye spalpeen, throw away
any of Gods mate after that fashion, and
to the fore? What do you name sayH
Il name, that nothing touched by Nor
ris Donovan shall come under this roof;
and if I catch that girl of mine looking
at the samo side Of the road he walks on,
I'll tear the eyes out Of her head and send
her to a nunnery.'
you will And dare you say that
before a child OF mine? You will, will
ye? we'll see, my boy. III tell ye what,
if like Morris Donovan shall come into
this house, and what's more be master of
this house, and that's what y0u never had
the heart to be yet, yc poor ouid snail =
So saying, Mrs. Clary endeavored to
rescue from the fire the Kissing remains
of the burning snipes. Norah attempted
to assist her mother, but Clary, lifting her
up, somewhat after the fashion of an eagle
raising a golden wren with his claw, fair
I " put her out of the kitchen. This was
a signal for fresh hostilities. Mrs. Clary
stormed and stamped ard Mr.. Clary per-
sisted in abusing not only Norris but Nor
riS's uncle, Father Donovan, until at last
the farmers helmate sacore, ay, and round
ly too, by cross and saint, that before the
next sunset, Norah Clary should be No
rah Donovan. wish you could have
seen Norah's eye, dancing with JOY and
exultation, as it peeped through the latch
hole; it sparkled more brightly than the
richest diamond in monarch's crown,
for it was filed 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 prospered, and she
! NdS udotCHihS " VIZ u sung IlNO3 "A4Ni y
by chance, either morning OR evening,
she generally met Morris Donovan. |
don't know how it is, but the moment the
course of love runs smooth, it becomes
very uninteresting, except to the parties
concerned. So it is now left for me only
to say, that the maiden, after due and
proper time consumed in teasing and
tantalizing her intended, told him her
saucy plan and its result. And the lover
fastened upon the wings of love (Which, |
! beg my readers to clearly understand ,are
swifter and stronger in Ireland than in
any other country,) to tell the priest the
arrangement, well knowing that his rev.
erence loved his nephew and nices that
was to be Ito say nothing of the wedding
supper and profits arising therefrom) too
well not to aid their merry jest.
What hustle, what preparation, what
feasting, what dancing, gave the country
folks enough to talk about during the
happy Christmas holidays, cannot de-