Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1879-12-03

day mind il as weel as II ii was
yesterday we couldna start up a
hare ave, an the gentlemen was all
out OF patience, when we came up
on an ould man sitting cobbling
shoes an herding cows, in a wild
kind o place below the Birdstown
Mountains.
"'Wad your honor wish me to
start hare for yez = said the ould
man risin' to his feet.
"'Ay, surely says the gentle
man, for we Gamma find q hare this
day, at all, at ALL
"Weel,' says the ould man, if l
find hare in thou wood says he,
will yez gle me five shillin' VIXEN
the run is overr
"'Ay, surely, good man, you'll
get thee five shillin',' says they.
"Wl that the ould fellow down
wi his awl, and the brogue he was
cohbling, an into clump O. bushes
that was about hundred yards off
the knowe where we found him.
"He wasna three minutes in the
wood when big hare run out, an
the hounds after it, an ava over
the country. Weel, we had the
best run Of that season, but the
hounds couldna get up to the hare
ava and at last il bring them back
TO the knowe fornenst the wood,
aud ran in among the trees, just
where it ran ont in the morning.
The hounds lost it there, and the
ould fellow stepped out Of the
wood an up TO the huffman. 'An'
whar's my five shillin'l' said be.
Weel, he got the money, an then
ne smile up in the gentlman's face,
IN Wasn't that weel run for an
,uld mani says he. Now, my
ady, that's as true as gospel. / :
Ia seen quare things in my time.
Win l tell you about the black pig
hat ! found.in the potato field. :,
"Please do; should like 10 hear E.
l." L
These wild fancies suited the a
urrounding landscape. Witch
raft seemed 10 have fitting home
mong the mountain lakes and rug
ed hills of Donegal, and fairy-land v
hight still exist in the dells and ,,
Iopes, amid bowers Of eglantine q
here Titanis could have slept.
The farmers stories had, for the
loment, all the effect Of truth; he
al left "boastful youth" very far 4
ehind him, and We rejoiced to ?
ave made his acquaintance in his t
old age"
"My father" he began, "was =
ardman to his honor, Sir William
rancis, of Castle Francis, in the
ounty Derry, when one summer
Tening him and me seen a wee n
ip o black pig running along .
le potato ridges in his Honor's 70
ONE park. / was a brave runner, a
d ] after the little pig. l caught i
, an held it till my father came St
p, and between rs we got it into q
lie yard st the castle, and shut it vi
TO sly to itser. His Honor, Sir '0'
lillian, made inquiries far an "
ide TO find out if any one had lost
wee black pig; in troth / will IA :,
ST say, for fear I'd tell a lie, but n,
D think be had it printed in the C
swspaper; but naebody wsd own A
le pig, and dell . ane wsd TAX q
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$50 there it stopped, an ate an :
e, till il was that heavy il couldns
It in an ont ct the door Of the 4.
Y, an bed had to be made for il
the cart shed. Y
at got on to be November, an
le butcher came to look at the ?,
iaster's pigs.
"'COne, Gallagher, an look at Il
be pig that dropped frae the ]
ouds,' says Sir William 4,
"Those was his Honor's very
ords. an my father an the men in =
Re yard looked st each other when
ley heard him g.
q 'Thon's the best pig O. them all,
Tvs Gallagher; he's seven hun I
red weight il he's pound
~'Well, you can kill him the first
ling tomorrow morning. SAYS Sir
lillian, turning away, careless
ke. frse the door q the cart shed. +
ave didna wish to kill him. be- c.
use o the quare way he come to u
Re place; but the masters bidding .
I'D to be done 70 We got big vat
boiling water ready. for we know n