The Evansville journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ind.) 1866-1870, 1866-07-13
Irish DrnlRarY.


" Tom Burk:: :" ao so;.e.-e..s
An amusing story of DANES Bar
rington, Recorder of Bristol is re-
lated by one of the English press.
Having to appear for a plaintiff, in
case at Clonmell, he let into the de-
PENDANT in measured terms. The in
'dividual inveighed against not being
present, only heard Of the invectives
After Darlington, however, had got
back into Dublin, the defendant, a
Tipperary man, named Foley, lost no
time in paying his compliments to the
counsel. He rode all day and night,
and, covered with sleet, arrived be-
fore Barrington's residence In Har-
court Street, Dublin. Throwing the
bride of his smoking horse over the
railing of the area, he announced his
arrival by a laundering knock at the
door. Barrington's valet answered
the summons, and, opening the street
door, beheld the apparition of the
rough coated Tipperary fire eater,
with large stick under his arm and
the sleet sticking to his bushy whis-
kers. ~ e
Is your master up? !" demanded
the visitor, in voice that gave some
intimation of the object of his journey.
:" No, answered the man. - 1a
"Then give him my compliments,
and say Mr.. Foley-he'll know the
name-will be glad to see him.
The valet went up stairs and told
his master, who was in bed, the pur
mort of his visit .l8 ns5te I9.5 l5
''Then don t let Mr. Foley in for
your life, " said Darlington, " for it is
not hare nor brace of ducks ne has
come to present me with. -. '',
The man was leaving the bedroom,
when rough wet coat pushed by
him, while a thick. voice said, BY
your leave" and at the same time Mr.
Foley entered the bedroom.
You know my business, Sir, said
he to Darlington; have made a
journey to teach you manners, and it's
not my purpose to return until have
broken every bone in your body, and
at the same time he cut figure of
eight with his1.shillelah before the
cheval glass. anB - Sc srgs
$ You do not mean to say you would
murder me in bed, exclaimed DANES,
who had as much honor as cool cour-
age. s
No, y replied the other; but get
up as soon as you can"
Eyes" replied DANES, that you
might fell me the moment / put my
self out of the blankets. "
3" No, replied the other; 9 pledge
you my word not to touch you until
you are out of bed. "
You won't"
mo"
Upon your honor?n
Upon my honor. "
That's enough" said DANES,
turning over and making himself com
Portable, and seeming as though he
meant to fall asleep, " / have the hon
or of an Irish gentleman, and may
rest as safe as though were under
the Castle guard"
The Tipperary salamander looked
marvelously astonished at the pre-
tended sleeper, but soon Dams began
to sn0re.
Halloa,' said Mr.. Foley, "aren't
you going to get up"
w. cdlu DdluCS, udNC OuS
word of an Irish gentleman that he
will not strike me in bed, and / am
sure | am not going to get up to have
my bones broken. I will never gel
up again. In the meantime, Mr.
Foley, if you should want your break
fast, ring the bell; the best in the
house is at your service. The morn
ing paper will be here presently, but
be sure and air it before reading, fol
there is nothing from which a man
so quickly catches cold as reading a
damp journal" and DANES affected tc
| go to sleep.
The Tip. had fun in him as we'll as
ferocity; he could not resist the cum.
ming of the counsel. "Get up, Mr.
Darlington, for in bed or out o.
bed, have not the pluck to hurt sc
droll a heart" 91is
The result was, that in less than an
hour afterwards DANES and his in
tended murderer were sitting down to
warm breakfast, the latter only in
tent upon assaulting dish of smok-
ing chops. e4 eaa