The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1873-03-30
.Ay; but don't take It ont of him too soen,

10y. %,,Ay; but don't take 1t ont of him too sosn'
work away, boys.n said the gosseon in ques-
end Of the ridge as soon ss some Of 70 that's
spakipg."
ut was one word for the sossoon. as he calls
Nolan his feet's sore afsher all he danced with
Nelly Gstfeny last night"
Here there was q loud and general laugh at
poor Tom Nolan'o expense, and the Piekers-
wewen and girls, with hasdkerchiefs tied over
their heads-looked mp with one accord, an
noyed that they were too far of to hear the
had not heard it, for Nelly Gsffeny ives amsngst
them.
les many a day, Pat, since yen seen the
likes of them turned out of Q ridge"
They bate the world"
"Tbey bang Bsnagher, aud Banager, they
Whist, Larry dom t be drawing that chap
=" seen but one better the year." said Tim
Meaney.
Il say you didn't, nor the sorra take the bet
ter, nor SO good"
:. ..Arra, didn'tIi Isay did though"
Where aric ma cree?"
Beyant at Tony Kilroy's."
~ Tiny always had pet acre lon on the
best bit of land in the parish"
. Yon may say that Micky, with your own
purity mouth. led his mehil, come this hol
lluttuc WILL DC IuGe0 years. anu GDef6 WASN'T y
man of forty of rs but turned out eight stone
of cup off every ten yards q a. four split ridge.
Devil a the like of them ever seen afore
since"
is it you, Darby no, nor the sorra take
the foot: we all know where you were that
saSie year."
Down in the low er part of Cayap, Phil. In
ttroth, it wasn't cup potatoes was throublin
him that time; but cups and saucers. He
dhrank power of tay that harvest, boys
Here there was another loud laugh, and the
women with the handkerchief upon their
heads looked mp again.
We'll, brought her home dacent, boys an
what can ye say to bert"
BE gor, nothing, Darby avic, bat that she's
an iligant purity creature. and credit
to them that owns her, an them that reared
her."
''rhe sorra word of lie in that" echoed
every man in the mehif.
Thus the merry chat and laugh went on in
every potato-held. The women, finding that
they had too much to do to enable them to
keep close to the men, and that they were los
ing the fun, OF course got up = chat for them
Selves and took good care to have some loud
and hearty laughs, which made the men in
their turn look up. and lean upon their Toys.
Everything about Rathcash and Rathcash-
more was prosperous and happy and the far
mers were cheerful aud open-hearted.
That's grand weather, glory to be God,
Ned, for the time of year." said Mick Murdoch
to his neighbor Cavana, who leaning,
nearing of their tive farms. The farms lay
alongside of each other-one in the townland
of Rathcash, and the other in RAthcashmore.
"Couldn't be bet, Mick. I'm upward of forty
years stannin' in this spot, All l never seen the
batin' of it."
"Be CORA, you have right to be tired, Ned;
that's u long stannin~"
The sorra tired, Mick tr0chal. You know
very well what 1 name, an You needn't be so
sharp. III never be tired of the same spot"
"Them's a good score of calves, Ned; God
bless you an them" said Mick, making up for
his sbarpnets.
can you too, Mick. They are fine lot of
calves, an all reared since Candlemas."
There's no denying, Ned, bnt you med the
most of that bit of land of yours"
Otis about the same your own, Mick an |
1 think you med as good fist of yours"
well, maybe so, indeed but I doubt it is |
going into worse hands than what yours will, |
Why that, Mckf'
"Ab, that Tom of mine is a wild extravagnut
hero. He doesn't know much about the value
Of money, and never paid any attention to
farming business, only what he was obliged to
pick up from being with me. He thinks he'll |
be rich enough whom I'm in my clay. without
much work. An 80 he will, Ned, so far as that
goes; hut it's only of book larnin' an horse
racin' an coorsin' he's thinkin', by way of be-
ing sort of gentleman one of those days but
he'll hud to his cost, in the lather end, that
The Farmers Calendar Of Operations"
''He's young. Mick, an no doubt he'll rend
I hope you don't discourage HRS"
Not ut all, Ned. The book larnin's all we'll
enough as far as it goes. If he'd put tho prac-
tice along with it, an' be study"
so he will, Mick. His Wildcats will soon
be all sown, an then you'll see what chap
he'll be-"
'tax, I'd rather see him sowing @ crop of
Yallow Aberdeens, Ned, next juno an maybe
it's what it's at the Currogh of Kildare he'll |
be, as can hear. My advice to him is to get
married to some dncent nice girl. that id take
tho witdness ont of him, and lay himself down
to business. You k2ow, Ned, he'll have every
penny aud stick have in the world; and tho
lease of my moulding in Rathcashmore is as
good as an estate at the rent pay. If he'd
give mp bis meandheriu'. and take dacent
liking to them that's fit for him, I'd set him up
all at waust. an not be keeping him out Of il
until was dead an berrid."
The above was not bad feeler, nor was it
badly pnt by old Mick Murdock to his neigh
bor Them that's fit for him" could hardly
be mistaken; yet there was o certain degree
Of di'paragement of his own son calculated 10
conceal his object. 1t ELECTED nothing, how
ever but long thoughtful silence up"n
old Ned Cavnna's part, which Mick was
not SLOW to interpret, and did not wish to
AT last Ned stood up from the
gate, and smoothing down the sleeves of III
coat, as if he supposed they had contrar. Cd