The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1865-03-09
THE "AGINT."
A Tale of Irish Tenant Life.

every man to his own taste" said oil
Billy Connolly, as sitting at his own firesid
with his neighbor, Jack O Grady he life,
Jug of smoking poteen punch to his lips
with smack. 1858. 80,
Bill and Jack were discussing of fairie
and cLaTico0nS while Mrs. c. and her daugb
ter were spinning at little distance behind
Norah, the daughter was smooth faced
pretty Colleen" with fine blue eyes anC
tempting cherry lips, that covered d set Of
teeth as beautiful as ever adorned mouth o.
an Irish rustic belle. The night on which
the above words passed from old Bill was
one OF these known to many by the term,
indoor nIghts'-an unpleasant, drizzly
rain was falling. whilst frequent gusts Of
wind shook the little easement of the cot.
tage.
'Well, no NATTER" said Jack o Grady
Cor Grady, as he was more generlIy called
Il tell you that on nights like this the good
people carry on their pranks. Sure old
Tom Shaughnessy tould me that his grand
fathers third cousins cousin, by the moth
er's side was carried away over hedges an
bitches by pookah, an was left comm on
mornin', stretched in the ould churchyard. y
"By gar-an-ager," exclaimed Bill, 81
l. W
self in all my life
At this moment knock was heard at
the door, which caused the young maiden
at the wheel to s1art and blush slightly.
'Go to the door, Norah, said her mother
and see who's there"
Norah accordingly rose ..and lifted the
latch, when IN stepped young man muf-
fled in a frieze coat. He was fine looking
fellow, apparently about twenty five years
of age, somewhat about the middle heighth,
with an open entFcountenance
God save all here! !" said he, with very
slight touch of the '5rogue," as he shook the
rain from his weithy ''gotba more"
can you too, Pat" answered old Bill
''Well, how went the fair to-day? the same
ould story still between the Hagertys and
the Murnanes !"
''No indeed; the, fair was, on the whole,
very quiet to day: the people behaved well. p"
'Ah!'' sighed Jack O'Grady, the times are
changing very. There was time an the fair
never closed without score of broken heads
at least. | often had hand in the business
myself; but them days is past and gone" and
then consoled himself with copious draught
from the bottle by his side.
''They warn't good times, Jack" answer
ed Bill Connolly 'they warn't good times
when men used to be KILN one another for
nothing"
Soon dOutta,"* said1 Jack '''twas very
bad, an
He was interrupted by smart tapping at
the door.
Who can this be-" growled Bill, ''this
ugly wet night"
''Ill try" said Pat 'God save you, sir!''
he continued, ushering in man wrapt in a
large cloak.
'And you, too" said the stranger, step
ping forward. EI'm afraid | must intrude
myself on you. have been travelling on
some business, and being overtaken by the
darkness and the rain, have comesto ask
shelter of YOU
you're heartily welcome, sir, answered
old Bill. 'Come, sit down by the fire and
taste some of our mountain dew. Here. No
rah. dust that chair, an hand it. to the gin.
tleman.'
81 suppose, SIR" said Jack O'Grady, when
the stranger had seated himseIf-'I suppose
sir, you're not of these parts?''
mo, friend; as | have already told Won.
have been travelling on business and attract
ed by the light from your little window,
came hither"
''Twas well it wasn't Jack o'-the-lanterr
you saw, " said Bill, laughing; that's the lac
that would have led you journey"
"Ah! suppose you have great deal O.
fairies and that kind Of gentry ?' said thu
stranger, smiling.
by gar don't know, sir, answered Bill
81 never saw any of em but Jack there car
tell you about them-he has plinty of ould
stories of fairies an Ieprecbauas an all that
Tho Inever saw fairy, I'll tell you a dream
had about EN- one time
Lets have it by all means, let's have it. ,
''Well, sir, you must know that we had 2
beautiful harvest last year, an an the mer
were reapin' in the field back of the house
the men were talkin' of onething or another
till they turned to fairies and pookas By a
by lay down in the field an fell fast asleep
thought heard very nice music, an ther
/ saw coming towerds me, a band of mer
and women dressed in green-all weeny, lit
tie by little creatures, wild one little big
ger than the rest at their head They be
gan to dance, an went on wild all kinds O
capers like a parcel of straws that would b.
blown by the wind At last one of 'en
comes up and bows at me.
"Good morrow Mr. Connolly" seq he.
Good morrow, kindly sir. SEE l, very
civil
SHOW does the world wag with you, Mr.
Couneliy ?" SEE the little gentleman smil
iDgly.
''Musha, poor enough, bIes yer honor,
SEE I.
Come, SEE he how would you like a lit
tie goold'" SEE he; some fine shining gum
eas.''
why, they'd be quite welcome, sill, 1 as
sure we, SEE |.
well, look here SEE he, an he cav
the ground kick, and it opened, shown,
crock full of goold and silver galore
'look here SEE he, show would you lik
that?"
Very well, yer honor, SEE l, my eye
spread at the sight.