Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1865-01-20
THE EVENING STAR.
Il HE "AGINT."
A TALBOT IRIsH TENANT LIFE.

smoking pofsen pun ch to his lips.
Bill and Jack were discussing OF fairies ana
clsricGnns. " hiie Mrs. u. and her daughter
were spinning at little distance behind. No
ran, the daughter, was a smooth faced. pretty
"cot en- with fine blue eyes and temp ing
cherry lips, that covered q Sc. OF teeth as bea J.
tifui as ever adorned mouth of an Irish rustic
belle. The night which the above words
passed from old Bill was one of these Emo" n
10 many by the term 'siBdOor- nights an nm
pleasant, drizzy rain was falling, whist fire.
qasht usts Of wind shook the li:tie easement
of the cottage.
"Wrll, no Natter said Jack O'Irady Tor
Gradoy as he was more generally called J;
81 tell you that nights like this the good
people larry On their pTanks- Sure old Tom
ShaLehn.ssy tonid me that his grandfatherS
third cousins cousin, by the mothers SIDE, was
carried away over hedges an ditchss by a
pookah, an was lett, comm on mornin',
stretched i'll the ould ehurcny ard
"Rv gar an ager,' exclaiIn ed Bill, 81 don't
know, out nsver saw one on EN- myself in
ali my life"
at this moment knock was heard a. the
door, which caused The young maiden 8. the
wheel To start and blush slightly.
$50 TO the dOrr, Norah,'' said her mother,
"and see who's ,here."
Norah accordingly rose, ana lifted the latch,
whfD in stepped Il young man untitled IN a
frieze coat He was fine looking fellow. ap-
parently about twenty five years of age,
some " hat ahcut the middle height, with an
optn intelligent counanance.
"God save all here.' said he, with a u.ry
slight touch OF the "bToguc, az he shook the
IAN yon, too, Pat answered old Bill.
well, how went the fair TO day; the same ould
stCry stilI between the Haggertys and the Muir
nanes!
mo indeed; the fair was on the whole, very
quiet TO day; the psople behaved wsll.''
All sighed Jack O'Grady, the times are
changing very. There WAS a time an the fair
never closed without score of broken heads
st least. i often had hand in the business
mystli but Them days Is past and gone" and
here he ronsoied himself with a copious
draueht from tDe bottle by his side.
u hey WIFI. e. % times, Jack" answered
Bill Connolly; "thev warn't good times when
men used 10 be KILN on. another for nothing :"
"GOE dOusha,'* said Jack, "'tWas very bad,
an
He was interrupted by smart tapping at
the door
WHO can this be-" growied Bill, "this ugly
wet Dichrl''
I'm try" said Pat. "God save you, sirr' he
Continued, usheTing in a man wrapt in a large
cloak
"A,d You, too,'' said the stranger, stepping
forward. I'm afraid l must intrude myself
on you. l baye been travelling on some bust
ness, and, being overtaken by the darkness and
the ram; have come TO ask shelter of you"
"YOu'Ie heartily welcome, sir,' nswered
ole Bill. Come, sit by the fire and taste some
of our mountain dew. Here, Norah, dust that
chair, an hand II 10 the gentleman
IL suppose, sir, said Jack O'Grady, when
the stranger had seated himseh-'I suppose,
cir, you're not of these parish
mo, friend: / have already told you. I
have bren travelling on bu siness, and attracted
by The light from your little window, came
hIiherr
TWAS well it wasn't Jack. o. the lantern
you saw said Bill, laughing; "thars the lad
that would have led you journey
"Ah! i suppose you have a great deal OF
fairies and that kind Of gentry" said the
stranger, smiling.
"By gar don't know, sir" answered Bill;
81 Beyer saw any of 'em, but Jack there can
stories OF fairies an lsprechduns, an all that.
Though 1neytr saw 8 fairy, Eli tell you @
dream bad about EN- one time"
LET have IL by all means, let's have il -
"Well sir, you must know that we had
beautiful harvest last year, an / an the men
were reapin in the field back of the house; the
men were talking OF one thing or another till
they Turned TO fairies and pookas. By.n-oy
j lay down In the field an fell fast asleep
thought heard very nice music, an then j
saw. coming towards me, band Of men and
women dressed in green-all weeny, little by
little creatures, wild one little bigger than the
rest at their head. They began 20 dance, an
went on wId all kinds of capers, like parcel
OF straws that would be blown by the wind.
a. lsst one OF 'eu comes up and bows at me-
"'Good morrow, Mr.. Connolly SEE he.
".Good morrow, kindly. sir said i, very
civil.
Connolly ! stZ the little gintleman.
osMusha, poor enough, yer honor says l.
uaJome now SEE he, how would you like
little goold,' SEE he; some hne, shlnin gum
easP
".Why, they'd be quite welcome, sir, seq l.
".Wen, look here seZ an he gives the
ground KICK, an, il opens, showing crock
hr, how would You like thatP
"sWhy, very well, yer honor, seq L, with
my eyes spread at the sight
..WeI here catch EN- SEE he, an he began
10 throw them into the air; but ever one he
threw up would be caught by the little crath-
mrs around him not leaving me e'er one at
an. / got mad at last, an 1 made q grasp at
the chief fairy, an caught him by the waist.
".Ah! You thief, have you,' SEE Il but ]
thought my hand was TORN with pam.
awoke with a roar. and found myself sprawl
ing ON the ground, holding fast big bunch OF
netties that was growing in the middle OF
heap OF daisies. My hand was all scratched
an bIistered, an ran about the field r6arin'
an curSin oil the fairies in the world "
Here Pat, who had been talking TO the fe-
males for some time, came forward and ad-
dressed the Stranger
"You are TO be my guest for the remainder
OF this night, sirl'' said he; - have prevailed
on Mrs. Connolly to give you over To me, as
can more conveniently entertain Jon than she
can. You won't have far 10 60 with me, sir;
live a few yards farther up on the road"
Really said the stranger, 81 am very
thankful to you all; you are very kind
"Oh,not at all, sir, said Pat; you know we
must be mindful Of old Irish hospitality
After the stranger had dried his garments
and imbibed the comforts OF a warm fire, he
arose and wishing his entertainers good night,
followed Pat 10 his cottage
PAT Murnane's mother died while he was
vet yeIy Young, and his father was Obliged 10
call In ms sister 10 aid him in the man
OF his little household, and TO snperinend the
education of his emily son. when Pat was
pretty old, his father sent TO seminary IN
Dublin with a view of preparing him for the
Church. After he had been three years IN the
metropolis. our heros pro poets were suddenly
changed by the death Of his father. he re-
turned 10 take care of his farm, W hich was now
under the management OF his aun', STEADY,
Intelligent woman Pat was not long at home
when an impression was made on ais heart
by the bright eye of Norah Connolly He,
accordingly, made advances 10 ina pretty
maioen, and was favorably received-end he
soon ohlained the consent OF her father, who
thought himself particularly fortunate IN
gaming such son. in-iaw as Pat Murnane;
but Pat had rival in the person OF his land
lords agent This man, who cringed like
whipped dog at the beck of his superior, was
cruel heartess ryant to those who had tina
misfortune 10 BE- in any way under him. He
was agent TO Mr.. G., who was owner OF
the large tract OF land on which Pat and old
Connolly held their farms. Mr.. O. died
shortly after Pats father, leaving his son, a