The Cadiz sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1864-1911, 1866-07-18
NEW SERIES---VOLUME /. NO. 81,
Irish DrOIiety.

An amusing story of 1Iaines. Darlington.
Recorder of Bristol, is related by one of the
English press. Having to appear for &
plaintiff, In a case at Clonmel, he let into
the defendant in untneasured terms. The
individual inveighed against not being pres
ent, only heard of the lnvectives. After
Darlington, however. had got back 10 Dub
lin, the defendent, Tepperary man named
Foley, lost no time in paying his compli-
meets to the c6dnsel He rode all day and
night, and covered with sleet, arrived be-
fore Darlington residence in Harcourt
street, Dublin. Throwing the ranes Of his
smoking horse over the railing of the erea,
he announced his arrival by laundering
knock at the door, Darlington valet ans
wered the sommons, and opening the street
door, beheld the apparition Of the rough
coated Tipperary fre-eater, with a. large
stick under his arm and the sleet sticking to
his bushy whiskers.
"Is your master up?" demanded the Wis
itor. in voice that gave some intimation OF
his journey.
= mo" answered the man.
"Then give him my compliments, and
say Mr.. Foley-he'll know the name-will
be glad to see him. y
The valet went up stairs and told his
master, who was in bed, the purport of his
visit,
"Then don't let Mr.. Foley in for your
life" said Darlington, "for it is not hare
nor brace of ducks that he has come tc
present me with.
The man was leaving the bedroom, when
a rough wet coat pushed by him, while q
thick voice said, by your leave" and at
the same time Mr.. Foley entered the bed
room.
"You know MY business" said he tc
Darlington; II have male a journey tc
teach you manners, and it's not my pur.
pose to return until | have broken every
bone in your body and at the fame time
he cut figure of eight with his shillalah be
fore the cheval glass.
"Y ou don't mean to say you would ulur
der me in bed" exclaimed Dains, who had
as much humor as cool courage
No replied the other, 'but get up as
soon as you can"
Yes" replied Dains, "that you nigh,
fell me the moment put myself out of the
blankets.
NO" replied the other, II pledge yot
my word not to touch you until you are ou
of he'd"
You won't"
"No."
Upon your honor"
Upon my honor"
This is enough" said Dams, turning
over and making himself comfortable, and
seeming as though he meant to fall asleep
II have the honor of an Irish gentleman
and may rest as safe as though l were
nder the Castle guard.
The Tipperary salamander looked marvel
ously astonished at the pretended sleeper
and soon Dains began to snore.
"Hslloa," said Mr.. Foley, 'arn't yot
going to get up2'
No, " said Dains, II have the word o
an Irish gentleman that he will not strik,
me in bed, and am sureI an not going t
get up to have my bones broken. ! vii
never get up again. IN the mean time
Mr.. Foley, if you should want your break
fast, ring the bell; the best in the house i
at your service The morning papers vii
be here presently, but be sure and air it be
fore reading, for there is nothing from
which a man so quickly catche cold a
reading damp journel, and Dains atfec
ted 10 go to sleep.
The Tip. had fun in him as we'll as fer
rccity; he could not resit the cunning of thu
counsel. "Get up, Mr.. Darlington, for ii
bed or out of bed, | have not the pluck tt
hurt so droll heart,
The result was that in less than an hou
afterward Dains and his intended murderer
were sitting down to warm breakfast. the
latter only intent upon insulting dish o
smoking chops.