Nebraska advertiser., 1865-09-14

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When he got up in the morning, he wish.
ed for bis breakfast and when be had
swallowed it he wished for his dinner, and
when he had boIted dosn his dinner, be
began to wish for his supper and when
he ate his supper, be wished to be in bed
and when he was in bed be wished to be
asleep-in fact, he did nothing from
morning to night but wish, and even in
his dreams am quite sure he wished to
be awake. Unlucky for Jem, his cabin
was convenient to the great big house Of
Squire KaFanagh: and when Jem went
out in the morning, shivering with cold,
and wishing for glass of whiskey to but
spirits in him, and he saw the bedroom
windows of Squire Kavanagh closed, and
knew that the squire was lying snug in
side, he always wished to be Squire Ka-
vahagh. Then, when he saw the squire
driving the horse and the hounds before
him, and he all the while working in the
field, he wished it sill more and when
he saw him dancing with the beautiful
young ladies and illigant young gintle-
men in the moonlight of summers 5
evening. in front of his fine hall door and
under the shade Of the old oak trees, he
wished it more than ever. The squire
was always coming before him /; and so
happy man did he seem that Jem was
always saying to mself, Il wish ! was
Squire Kavanagh," from ccck-crOw to
sunset, until he at last hit upon the un-
fortunate minute in the twenty four hours
when his wish was granted. He was
just after eating his dinner of fine mealy
po.ales; fresh churned butter. milk, and
plenty of salt and salt. butter to relish
them, when he stretchen out his two legs,
threw up his arms, and yawned out, "Oh,
dear / wish I was Squire Kavanagh"
THE words were scarce uttered when
be found himself, still yawning, in the
grand parlor Of Kayanagh House. sitting
opposite to table laid out with china
and Iable-clOlh, silver forks, and no
end of silver spoons, and roaring hot
beefsteaG before him. Jem rubbed bis
eyes and then with JOY, and thought him
self, "By dad, my wish is granted, and
I'll lay in plenty of beefsteak first of all. 1"
He began cutting away, but before he
had finished, he was interrupted by some
people coming IN. II was Sir Harry Nc
Manus, Squire Brien, and two or three
other grand gintlemen; and says they to
him, "Kayanagh," don't you know this is
the day you're to decide your bet for FIVE
hundred pounds that you will leap your
horse over the widest part of the pond
outside 2"
sis it me 7" says Jem. why l never
leaped horse in my life 2"
"Bolher!" says one; you're joking.
You told Us yourself that you did it twen-
y times, and there is the English colo
mel that made the bet with you, and he'll
be saying, if you, don't do it, tkat the
Irish are all braggers. so my dear fell
low, iii just comes to this you must eth
er leap the pond or fight me for relying
upon your word, / told the colonel l saw
you do ii myself"
81 must fight you or leap the pond, is
it!' answered Jem, trembling FROM head
to foot.
Certainly, my dear fellow" rerlied
Sir Harry. Either / must shoot you
or see you make the leap so take your
choice"
"Oh! then bring out the horse. whim-
pered Jem. who was beginning to wish
he wasn't Squire Kavanagh.
''In minute afterward 4Jem found
himself out in the lawn, opposite pond
that appeared to him sixty feet wide at
the least. Why" said he, "you might
as veil ask me to jump over the ocean,
or give hOp-step-and-a-leap from HOwth
to HOlyhead, as to get any horse to cross
that lake of pond"
"COme, Kavanagh," said SIR Harry,
"no nonsense with Us. We know you
can do it if you like and now that you're
in for it you must finish it."
"Faix, you'll finish me, I'm afeerd, "
said Jem, seeing they were in earnest
with him; "but what will you do if I'm
drowned z"
do 2" says Sir Harry. "Oh, make
yourself aisy on that account. You shall
have the grandest wake that ever was
seen in the country. Wen bury you
dacenlly. and we'll all say that the bould.
est horseman now in ireland is the late
Squire Kavanagh. If that doesn't satisfy
you, there's no pleasing you; so bring
out the horse immediately"
"Oh murder. murder ~ says Jem to
himself isn't this purity thing. that
must be drowned to make great char