The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1881-05-31
Terrence O'Larey's Story.


When was about ten years of age an
Irish family moved into al old house in cur
neighborhood, and their pump beng out of
order, they solicited permission to get water
from our cistern. This was readily granted.
as Mrs. O'Larey was neat and tidy
woman. Her husband, rcd-headed,
noisy little Hibenian, worked in the Clare
mont carriage factory, at the upper village
in the building now known as The Monad-
noe Mil. He was good workman. and
could turn out as many wheels as the best
of them. BY no means ignorant of his
ability and skill, he made himself odious
TO many i'll the shop by his frequent boasts
and brags, in fact the men, after while,
christened hlm, "Braggy," much to his
chagrin and annoyance.
Somebody says ga bad name can be
changed, but a nickname never" and
truly enough, for he always was called
''Braggy" thereafter. II never outgrew
the name, although he lived till the factory
changed hands half dozen times, and
was put to other uses. He would have had
"Braggy" put on his tombstone, except
that some old acquaintance remembered
his given and proper name, Ter
renee. Braggy came morning, noon and
night for water, and as he was full of chat,
always having something to say. it was an
easy matter to get acquainted with him.
Morning and evening he had time to spend
when he came with mis- waler-pail, and
being naturally polite, civil and respectful
one could hardly hop talking with him.
"a foine evening this" he began.
r eyes, a pleasant night" says father.
. A RI ,li .>y Ill i'm In hp,,,ooI
"Quite well, thank you," father replied.
''Ihls noight reminds me ov an advin-
turc that betill me when l was at home in
the ould country.
"What was that?' asked fail or.
"Will it's lang time since, sur, for it's
nigh fifteen years I've bin IN Ameriky,
and that was at laste four or five years
before I lift there. I was summat of a
lad, sur, and hi my faith, although Pm
sayin' it--who shouldn't-there wasn't a
boy ov me inches in that country as had
anythin' to do wild me. was niver quar-
relsome tarrin' l was put upon, or NAL
threatcd, sur; you may know that bi me
conduct in the shop, for ov it was other.
wise ther'd be some broken heads among
the spapuns who gave me the name Of
Braggy."
'''rnen you don't like the name2" re-
marked father.
mo, sir, don't; but l behave it will
follow me to my grave, for avcn my best
friends call me by that; Everybody in fact
always cxccptin' Mrs. OIarcy-God
bless the dear woman.
At this point Mrs. O'Larcy came around
the corner Of the old yellow store and
says
''1'irrince O'Larcy, fot arc ycz doing'2
How lang do ye sapposc Pm gon' to wait
for that wathcr2"
"Ah! So It's the wathcr yez want2
viii, here il ia thin," says he, handing her
the pail full.
''Now yez can stay as lang as We like, y
says she; can pll warrant yen be givin
thin an ear-achc wild that lang tongue ov
yours."'
"You were saying this evening reminded
you Of an adventure, " says father.
.'Do tell it," added.
"That will wild our lave"
800 ahead" says father.
''Will, then, allow me to InfoIm You
that among the first things a boy arns IN
Ould Ireland is to put up his hands"
.'Put up his hands?"
eyes, sur; mean by that samcs that
lie larns to box; larns the wake points ov
his adversary; and at the same time to
Trotict his own; larns to hit a man SO that
in case he is set upon he can defEd him.
self widout resartin' to knives and fire.
arms, rs they do here sometimes"
"You don't mean they practice fight,
ing9"
''Only for the fun ov it, sur; there's
niver Il bit of harm in it, and yer should
see the boys goin' home from the fairs Of
frolics wild their black eyes, an attn
lloody noses; all rejcin' an kindly
loike."
Pretty fun should think, "said father
"Yes, sur; you have no idea in this
coun' hry of the illlgant sport we have II
Ireland. Here, if two boys, or men, have
bouta fstlcuffs, they make a towns
talk ov it, and Call thin all sort of names
black guards, roughs, and the like. Al
nome, the viry bist oy thin wad consider
little sparring as the toincst lcrealion il
the worruld.n
curious taste," observed father.
QUOT right, sir. AS was sayln', The
art OF sell. defnce, or bitter known as MI.
eilism, is airly taught an learned in nv
ould home, an ov coorse they can't ali
exil, any more than they can in maxim
whcclcs, as l do; but from tin years ot
age l was that shmart Gs wud aslonisl
yez. Many time have floggcd livery
boy IN the school attended,"
''How many boys2" l inquired"
''Two besides maself, ,-Shamus Grady
and Billy O'Brien, an moighty foine boys
they wor' too; but as wor sayin', they
were no match for me. 1t soon began tC
be noised about that Tirrencc O'Larey
was QUOT the boy wid his fists In that PAL,
Of the country, and many II trial they gave