The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1880-03-30

"With that, ran out, for troth 1
didn't like to be near her; and, goin'
into the house, told them all about
1t.
"'Arrah be aisy, says my father.
CO Bad luck to the lie 1 tell YOU
says 1.
"'Is it ate Paddy p says they.
"' Divil doubt of it, says I.
"Are you sure, ShamusY' says my
mother.
wish / was as sure of n new pair
of brogues, says L. Bad luck to the
bit she has left iv him but his two
legs"
"'And do you tell me she ate the pipes
too p says my father.
:" BY gor, blieve so, says l.
"Oh, the dlvil fly away wild her,
says he what cauel taste she has for
music
GO 'Arrah = says my mother, don't
be cursing the COW that gives milk to
the childer.'
"' Yis, I WILL says my father, why
shouldn't 1 curse stitch an unnath'r raj
baste?'
"' You oughtn u to curse any that's
livin' undher your roof, says my
mother.
"' BY my sowl, thin says my father,
{" she shan't be undher my roof any
more; for I'll send her to the fair this
t,,tt,tt ha nd har f,,r IN
ever she'll bring. Go aft, says he,
Shamus, the mint you've ate your
breakfast, and dhrive her to the
fair
CO 'Troth, don't like to dhrive her.
says L.
"' 'Arrah don't be maxim gom-
magh of yourself, says he.
"'Faith, DON'T say /.
"'Well, like or not like,' says he,
you must dhrive her.
"Well, away we wint along the road,
and mighty throng'd it wuz wild the
boys and the girls, and, in short, all
sorts, rich and poor, high and low,
crowdin' to the fair.
"'God save you, says one to me.
"God save you, kindly says /.
"'That's fine beast you're dhrivin, ,
says he.
"'Troth she is says I, though God
knows it wint agin my heart to say a
| good word for the likes of her. 1 dhriv
her into the thick av the fair, whin,
all of a suddint, as KEN to the door
av tint, up sthruch the pipes to the
tune av 'Tattherin' Jack Walsh, and,
my jew'l, in mint the COW cock'd
her ears, and was maxim dart at the
tint.
"Oh, murther y says L, to the boys
standin' by: 'hould her, hould her-she
ate one piper already, the vagabone,
and, bad luck to her, she wants another
now.'
"' Is it a COW for to eat piper p says
one o. thin.
GO Divil a word o. lie in it, for seen
its corpse, myself, and nothin' left but
the two legs, says 1, 'and it's a folly
to be strivin' to hide it, for see she'll
never lave it off-as poor Paddy Grogan
knows to his cost, Lord be merciful to
him.
"Who's that takin' my name ia
vain p says a voice in the crowd and
with that, shown the throng one
side, who the divil should 1 see but
Paddy Grogan, to all appearance.
{" Oh, hould him, too, says 1; keep
him afr me, for its not himself at all
but his ghost says L for he was kilt
last night, to my certain knowledge
every inch of him all to his legs
"Well, sir, with that, Paddy = for il
was Paddy himself as it KEN out afthel
fell laughin so that you'd think his
sides 'ud split. And whin he kem tC
himself, he up and tould uz how it was
as tould you already. And of course
the poor slandered COW was dhruv hom,
again, and many quiet day she haC
wild uz after that; and whin she died
my father had sich regard for the poo
thing that he had her skinned, and al
illigant pair of breeches made out iv hel
hide, and its in the family to this day
And isn't 1t mighty remarkable, wha
Pm goin' to tell you now-but it's a
thrue as I'm here-that, from that out
any one that has thin breeches an thu
mint a pair o. pipes sthrikes up, the.
can't rest, but goes jiggin' and jiggin II