Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1855-07-04

I'll see what can do for her.
With that, the king whistled, and
down KEN the poor goose, all as one as
a hound, wadlin' up to the poor ould
cripple, her masther, and as like him as
two pays. The minute the saint clapped
his eyes on the goose
"I'll do the job for you, (says he, }
King O'TooleP p
by Janisaee, (says King O'Toole, } if
you do, I'll say you are the cleverest
fellow in the swim parishes
Och, by dad, (says St. Kavin, you
must say mole nor that-my hons not
SO soft all out, (says he, as to repair
your ould goose for nothin'. Whatll
you gi' me. if do the job for you p
that's the chat says Saint Kavin.
'I'll give you whatever you az. (says
the king isn't that fair? p
'Divil fairer, (says the sainD that's
the way to do business. Now, (says
he,) this is bargain I'll make with
you, King O'Toole: will you gi' me all
the ground the goose flies over, the
first offer afther l make her as good as
new? q
4 will, says the king.
You won't go back O. your word .
says Saint Kavin.
Honor bright!' says King O'Toole,
howldin' out his fist
Honor bright, (says Saint Kavin back
again. it's bargain, (says he.) Come
here (says he to the poor old goose, y
come hare, you unfort'nat ould cripple,
(says he,) and it's I that'n make you the
sportin' bird
With that, my dear, he took up the
goose by the two wings, 'Criss O. my
Grass on you, lsays he, markin' her to
grace with the blessed sign at the same
minute-and throwin' her up in the air, J
whew J says he, jist givin' her blast to
help her and with that, my jewel, she
tux to her heels, fyin' like one of the
aigles themselves, and cuttin' as many
capers as swallow before a shower of
rain. Away she wint, down there, right
forninst you, along the side of the cliff,
and flew over Saint Kavins' bed, (that is,
where Saint Kavin's bed is now, but
what not thin, by raison ii wasn't made,
but was conthriyed afther, by Saint Ka-
win himself, that the women might lave
him alone, and on with her undher Lu-
duff, and round the ind av the lake
there, far beyant where you see the
Waterfall, Though, indeed, it's no wa
therfall at all now, but only poor dhrib-
bic av thing but if you seen it in the
winther, it i'd do your heart good, and it
roarin' like mad, and as white as the
dhTiyen snow, and rowlin' down the big
rocks before, all as one as childher play.
in marbles, and on with her thin right
over the lead mines O. Luganure, THAT
is, where the lead mines isnoy, but was
not thin, by raison they worn't discover
ed, but aUas all gooLd in ST. Ravins time.
Well, over the. ind o. Luganure she
flew, stout and sturdy, and round the
other ind av the lille lake, by the Church
es, that is, az coorse, where the Church
is noD, but was not thin, by raison they
wor not built, but afterwards by Saint
Kavin, and over the big hill here over
your head, where you see the big cliff
land that cliff in the moutain was made
by Fan Ma Cool, where he cut it acrass
with big swoord, that he got made a
purpose, by a6lacksmith out O. Rath-
drum, cousin av his own, for to fight
joyant giant that darr'd him an the Gu
ragh O'Kildare ; and he thried the swoord
first at the mountain, and cut it down in
10 gap, as is plain to this day and faith,
sure enough, it's the same sauce he sar-
v'd the joyant, soon and suddent, and
chopped him in two, like a partie, for
the glory of his sowl and ovid Ireland, J
well, down she few over the cliff, and
auterin' over the wood there at Poulan-
ass, (where ] showed you the purity wa
terfall-and by the same token last
Thursday, was a twelvemonth sence, a
young lady, Miss Rafferty, by name, fell
into the same Waterfall, and was nigh
hand drounded-and indeed would be TO
this day, but for young man that jump
ed in after her; indeed, smart slip iy
young man he was, he was out O. Fran
els street, hear, and coorted her sence,
and they wor married, I'm given to un-
derstand-and indeed a purity couple
they wor.) Well-as l said-afther
futterin' over the wood little bit, to
plaze herself, the goose few down, and
at the fut O. the king, as fresh as daisy.
afther fyin' roun' his dominions, jus: as
if she hadn't flew three perch.
Well, my dear, il is beautiful sight,
to see the king standin' with his mouth
open, lookin' at his poor ould goose fly
in as light as lark, and betther nor
ever she was and when she lit at his
fut, he patted an the head, and ma vour-
neea, (says he, you are the darlint o.
the world
And what do You say to ME, (says
st. Kavin, for maxim her the like -
BY gor, (says the king, } L say moth