Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1874-04-17

ed guild, the internal arrangements have
never been completed and it stands virtually
bleak house, resembling that stereotyped
Dead Sea fruit, the rottenncss ol the core ol
which is 50 often made capital Of by simie-
loving lteratcurS.
| vas fishing Lough lncy-the month wa.
Aug It, the year one thousand eight hundred
and Scvcnty-threc. 1t wasa melting day
with murkv clouds overhead, and Just 4
chance of breeze later on. My rod lay
bo5bing al its own reflection from ont the
end of the boat. and was smoking the
calumet of peace, and cngagcd-Micawber-
wiSe-waiting for something to turn up. At
the bow sat Jerry Donovan, my guide. phi
loSophcr, and friend. in thcact OF freddy in y
his dhudeon. or little black pipe. Jerry
eye was as bright as glass bead, and
twinkled like n dissipated star. lie was
MylcS na Coppallcen except that he was q
tribe more r,iGrcd-thc complicated patch
work upon his Small-cloth wonld have puZ-
zlel the Davenport Brothers. Jerry and |
were upon terms of the easiest familiarity,
which cautiously ccmented hy occasional
"goliogucs." as lac invariably called them,
from ont u leathcrn flask which hung Sus-
pended 10 my waist, and the giving OF which
generally evoked from the, rccip'ent thor
oughlv Irish sentiment, or . fragment Of
song.
Jerry had lighted his pip", AMI had re-
filled, when he suddenly asked
Did We ever hear tell o. Martin llnnnc-
gan, ass, sir
responded in the negative
lie was a quarc sort oJ last. lie
dluank whin lac was dhry."
FLATS a broad hiatt Jerry"
.. Ecs,rra. m rs dhry rs a cuckoo
Having poured him out a, 'golliognc' he
held the vessel in his hand willis; be- deliver
ell himself oi this ilouri-hing sentiment
May yer day bee as bright as tie lade,
on this sperrit~, AMI may heart Doe always
as ~thronE
There's no chance of fish. Jerry '''
| ''Diyil wan, Yer amer.
! ANY chance of story. Jerry
''Irth thin there Is, h,ka-c yc'yr thraiej
me daccnt. and I'll tell We what happened
mc IN regard nv ~arym' mas, IN thc little
| Chapel of Blllynaclu~kccn. over the hill
heyanl, pointing, rs he poke in the dir,c-
tion " mountain known as llonnamond
houl. towering right o,cru- Having care
/ fully taken three or four ,isorpa- pulls 80
his pipe. hr removed it from hi4 u'nih, and
commenced as follows
1--WE eli. >ir, have lump ay c'.-''H
about. th"th lts long tim" ago. -rr'
'uousii-an dl'il rcSavc tnc hHkc Il read.
= sum d d', hnt II aIthrr thr rabbits
was, and kft'mn fish, an dUarim mr-ru
ntrciy. vim wan mornln nigh 'Ari-imn--
up comes Father Myic- Macmanu~ may he
~AtW TIE rosary 100 he1iihraYli"n tins blessed
mint, a'nin. And Jcrry rc'crentiy ro-
moved hi- hat. "j p he kcm to where me
l'1r mother va, -'itin iorenn.t tue iif''
and says he. MISS kln-hela, -ly~ hc-
why the hlazc- .. here lerry c'u-l'rl 'i'i-
entity. ";hims not IBIS riVerencr cNlotS
worl~, sir. hut, So -cc, hc was ria 'Ni--c-
hin-he.ia. says hc. 'hatc Hs n' rc-ari at a..
at alt, ioT TO hc in glory wh.n vt H"'c. "'i
ibis mortal coil '' says he.
Ion yer rI'er'urr. says lr. 'rIE v.I
yc utthor thin hard words aea mn ha-iA-
n'n ior to cry.
Bcka-c mann. say hc. litt.r l-'ncI,
'ye rc not dom yer dhuiy-
Ola. Father My.c'. Wha; B. % done
wrong says She, roorin tili ycd tmnk her
heart wud Sphiit.
90 W hv don't We sind That -.~-1nu. lniai
ing bis finger 40 me. 't' attiui mr mass ~
says tc- ! WIS hct up entirely SUNDAY
ior 'ue wan to attui h-; mas. ani Wa-
wgduat mc Nrc6it-t tii Dr. WIS tiar ior % 600
Co mc dinner. says bc. 'an Im mot over
-,aron@, >aN- be-. ''" ai-n a' my hcrt
taat'- wrong.
"llcd only spite yer mas, yer rtcrn'-
says m' loor mother. tHTfiu lr t' -o' '-r
of.
-'S.uI him 90 mcan Ciu.-uI- I've. ~1r-
Father Mac, 'au l'il learn Alu hnw for 90
10 it-ior he mu-, aitiui tac m.'n'sh,
ma--. says hc.
$50. for To- make long Story short. yer
anHrr. be- got thc-oit -.lco' Inc P'nrm'.hcr.
an was -inJ wud % ~prcha-.oer the hills
90 tiat little chapel. i'reni-t tc. un Christ
mas Eve. iur 70 learn l.r iH sartr thc mli-
ui.ht mass.
Wei. sir. Father Nylc- WIS the broth 81
% priest lie never Thought ay nothm hat
the souls as the faithful departed am g., ihr
sinful mclndhcriu~ az some ay Dis AaeE 9u
in regard o. dhriuk he wa~ cruel bard. \,
bc got the taste ay q smell 60 -fcrrit oG 20.
q l.y. he w,- at him like cock o. Nacs
berry He'd pick an pick at him until Ec
wouldn't leave Hitter on him. am ycd fr
ali sorts % yet ont nv his claws
IL went up To the chapel. and hc air.v
bothered me wui ct cum ~pcrrIts-tcw icw oh.
t.il KEN away wud am ass load COS latin
ia my head. but al. r1wicl up ike . plato
20, ~tirabout. 50 that whm lad 'Domin-
ny all right. nv va, siut to B1t'uy ior it,
couldn't bow. ont tine ,obi-cum
blur an ages C~ays ~, whatU do at
all. at all must only Tiny an Lothcr him
wni the bell. "
Jerry paused, threw ~hccp-- eve at my
flask. which pretended not o. perceive. and
taking q rrolongcd uull at hi4 dndccn. con
,inucd-
-nilei sich night ever Fem oat az the
~ky. for snow. It hct all We ever heard tell
av. The flakes was a~ hiS a- hin'~ css-. an