Volcano weekly ledger., 1856-04-26
A Mulrooney Story.

Still Peter unaccountably fingered, and /
was about to ask when he said softly
II beg your pardin, sir, but It's bothered
intirely l am. Will give her an ould coun-
try mash, or an Amerkay mash?"
II don't know of any distinction" / an
swered, rather puzzled in my mind at what
he was aiming. / found afterwards he
was ignorant at what mash was. / don't
know" said /, "of any distinction between
them"
Arrah, 'tis reasonable enough that ye
shouldn't" responded Peter.
Look here Mulrooney," said l impa-
tiently IL want you to put about double
handful or bran in bucket of water, and
after stirring the mixture well, to give it to
the black flly. That is what we call bran
mash in this country. Now do you perfectly
understand me?"
GOOD luck to your honor" replied Peter,
looking very much relieved; for the rascal
had got the information he was fishing for!-
!" Good luck to yer honor what 'ud be good
for if didn't? Sure It's the ould country
mash after ALL"
81 thought as much" said I, $50 now
away with you; and be sure to make no mis-
take"
"Tisn't likely that I'll do that, sir said he
looking very confidently "But about the
warm water, srp
"There's plenty to be had in the kitchen"
"An' the nagur? Will l say to her It's
yer honor's ordhers?"
Certainly, she'll make no difficulty"
"Oh, begorra, 'tisn't a transeen l care for
that But will l give her the full of the
bucket, sir?"
"'Twill do her no HARM" said / carelessly.
And with that Peter made his best bow, and
departed from my presence.
1t might have been ten minutes after this,
that Mrs Stanley entered the room where l
was sitting, and 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 go into the kitchen,
George" she said, as / was disposing shawl
about her person. II am afraid there's
something wrong between that Irishman of
yours and Phillis. Both their voices ap-
peared good deal raised as l crossed the
hall; and | heard the man say something
about some orders you had given him.
| My explanation scarcely satisfied Mrs
Stanley, who seemed to think the disturbance
was greater than would be likely to arise
from such trihe However, she said moth
ing more, and was searching for passage
in my book, which thought would please
her, when all at once we we're started by a
distant crash of crockery-ware-plates and
dishes To add to our annoyance, this crash
was followed by half suppressed shriek.-
Mrs. Stanly started up in alarm.
"Dogo and see what is the matter, George, I"
said she II told you was sure it was some
thing serious. That Irishman will be the
death of Phills some of these days. They
are always quarreling.
Scarcely pausing to listen to the closing
portion of nay wife's speech, / hurried from
the room and soon heard, as passed through
the hail. an increasing clamor in the kitchen
beyond. First of all came the shrill voice of
Phllis:
"Ha' done. I sayl won't hab muffin to
do wild de stuff, nairawayp
Ye ugly, chothrary ould nagur, don't
tell ye tits the masters ordhersp heard
Peter respond.
"'Iain't no such thing. Go away you
poor white Irisher, telpee l won't. Who
ebba heard oh colored woman a takin' a
bran smash afore, I'd like to know ?"
The whole truth of what l had been sus-
pecting for some time flashed upon me at once,
and the fun of the thing struck me so irresist-
ably that | hesitated for time to break in
upon it,
"Arrah, be aisy, can't ye, and take the
dose like dacent nagur?"
"Go away, / telreew screamed Phillis
| % I'll oalI n,;oouo dat / will
"Och, by this an' by that" said Peter res
olutely, if tits about to frighten the beaut-
full mistress ye are, an she sick, too at this
time, I'll soon put stop to that"
Immediately afterwards heard the sound
of his heavy step across the kitchen floor,
and then came short scuffle and stihed
scream. Concluding that it was now time
for me to interfere, moved quickly on, and
just as the scufiing gave away to smothered
sobs and broken CALCULATIONS, flung open
the door and looked in The first thing that
caught my eye was Phillis seated in chair
sputtering and gasping, while Mulrooney
holding her head under his left arm, was en-
ploying his right hand in conveying tin cup
of bran mash from the bucket at his side to
her upturned mouth.
"What in the name of all that is good are
you doing now Mulrooney? :" | said
Sure sir" said he. "what 'ud / be a
doin' but givin' black Phills the warm mash,
accordin' to yer honors ordhers? Augh, the
haythen! bad cess to her! It's trouble enough
I've had to make her reasonable and abadiant.
an that's no lie The stupid ould thafe of q
nagur"
Nu H. Irrhao vou mas ;n,c.~;x. Al .