The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1876-10-22
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nov PADDY SHAW BECAME SHAH OF
I'LL INDIA,
THE ADVENTUROUS LIFE OF CORK TAILOR
AN IRISH INDIAN CHIEF.

As an instance of this, priest with
whom i became acquainted in the army,
3 told me the following story:
81 accompanied" said he, an agency
to the Indians. A conference was heid,
Hand regular pow-wow took place. The
Did Indian chief looked grimiy savage IN
paint and feathers. I was selected as the
Speaker, and was addressing the Indians
through the medium of an Interpreter,
when heard u voice asking, 'Otgum dhu
Gaelic 2 that is, DO Xon SPEAK lrlsn l.
answered that did. With that the old chisf
rose and, and taking my hand, churned it
up and down for five min utes.
HIt appears that his name was Kennedy,
and that he was TIpperary man. He had
shot landlord, and had to fly the country.
He was followed by detectives and, for
safety sake, Joined some traders who were
going cut to the Indian settlements. He
Joined an Indian tribe, and in the
course of time became their chief. / spent
a few months with the tribe and succeeded
in converting aud baptizing several of them.
including the chiefs children and sqaaw."
A Tipperary man as Indian chief is not
half as romantic as to find Cork tailor
Shah of Hourtan and Padishah or head SO.
yereign of all India.
Paddy Shaw was bright eyed young
lad when his father bound him to a tailor
in his native city.
AS Paddy grew up, his business became
" auO no yCoi hCo AoA Soho
manly and congenial employment.
Poor Paddy was often salated as the
ninth parth of a man. This was CALLING to
his pride, for Paddy was lad of pluck
and spirit. He had grown to be a fine
strappiDg young man, fully six feet high,
and yearned for some nobler occupation
than that of poor tailor.
He often thought of enlisting, but then he
was patriotic Irishman and did not like to
tight for England, yet he saw no other road
open to preierment and honor.
He WAS one evening strolling around
thinking of his future. So distracted was
lhe that he stumbled against an apple wo.
mans basket. upsettiDg it. She ecolded
him in true Bllingegate style. bnt was in
Eterrupted by an old croney who sold can
dies near her, and who was then enjoying
Ia pleasant smoke. "Musha, Mrs. Null
|gan," said the bag, pulling the dundeen
from her mouth, in order to emphasize her
words, don't be hard on the poor had
hawn, surely he is only tailor, God help
him, he doesn't know better"
The words stung Paddy to the heart, and
that night he enlisted in a regiment bound
for India.
Paddy was q steady, brawny young fell
full sergeant. He was not long in the coun-
try when the war broke out, and he took
his share in the desperate fighting that en-
Sued In one of the terrible attacks made
lby the Sikhs on the English, our hero's
company got fearfully cut up. 1t was sur
Founded, and each man fell desperately
lighting and eDcompaesed by dead foes.
All had fallen except Paddy, and he was
his ground against fearful odds.
His assailants paused for a moment, both
from fatigue and in admiration of his bra
very.
"come on ye sons of guns" shouted
Paddy, it will never be said that Paddy
Shaw showed the white feather"
The Sikh soldiers fell back and looked at
Paddy with reverential wonder. He, seeing
the favorable impression he had created,
resolved to make it stronger. So, with
wild cheer and flourish of his sword, he
shouted out.
81 tell you am Paddy Shaw from Cork
and am not afraid of you"
They all salaamed to Paddy.
Begor," be muttered to himself "the
Fellows are getting afraid of me. Bagor,
the name of Paddy Shaw seems to Brighten
them. Could they only SEQ me in Cork
now, they would not think me the ninth
part OF man. Hurroo for Paddy Shaw I"
Inc others almost fell fat when they
heard the name.
Yes, sons of niggars, 1 am Paddy
shaw J. he shouted as be shook his cutlass
at them. He might have cut off their L.oJS |
and they would not raise a hand to defanS
At lepgbth one of his aseaiI- |
ants, who spoke English reverentially ap-
preached, and asked in humble tone 2"
care you Engly Z"
"NO, you copper son a blunderbuss, I'm
Paddy Shaw, from Cork"
" Praise to Allah for his mercies !"shout-
ed the others.
To account for the reepect and reverence
paid to Paddy, it is necessary to state that
among the Sikhs there was a tradition or
prophecy that Allah would in good time
PEND a Padishah, or head sovereign, who
mould be great warrior, to deliver them
rom foreign barbarians. On account of the
slimilarity of the names, it is no wonder
Padishah.
PADDY was brought in great state before
thelr King, Ameer Shaw Typo Swang, who
, ~nen he heard the wonderful story that the
1VSDg expected Padishah had appeared as an
nnglsh soldier, was almost beside himself,
80" q SSourteoualy asked Paddy.
Are You Padishah 2"
~ De sure am Paddy Shaw who the
6oro ,,i else would l be Z" exclaimed our
e edo ta %no was delighted at the turn things
will you ioin 49, o III,