The Vancouver independent. (Vancouver, W.T. [Wash.]) 1875-1910, 1883-10-04

all the DAILY children up at the manor.
She is blood aunt Of Willie Daily, WHO'S.
by some hook or crook in the bastard
law, heir of the title and the estates of
his father, yet he let's her starve there
within q half mile of his own home.
Sometimes the Misses DAILY stop to see
the old woman and give her sixpence
or shilling"
WITHOUT FOOD OR SHELTER.
was not surprised then to fiud the
worst possible specimens OF misery
among tenants who were no kin, when
the aunt to the lords children was left
poblic pauper almost by her brorher-in'
laws gate. Everywhere you go some
one points out great fields under grass
where he remember used to live hund.
reds of peasant farmers, who have within
forty years, from time to time, been
hunted from the land like rats from
house. Lord Dunsandle turned out 500
souls on the roadside from Kiltulla one
day without food or shelter. Many died
on the road and in the workhouse.
He tumbled down house on an old
man named Higgins. The wife dragged
him out and had him put under Clorreen
Bridge, hard by. The lord ordered the
tenant on whose land was the part OF the
bridge where Higgins found shelter to
drive him away. The tenant refused,
and the lord, with help, drew the sluice
and turned the water in on the sick man.
Some boys notified Martin O'Hslloran-
who told me the incident-and he had
the man moved under another bridge on
Mr.. Joyce's land. Dunsandle wrote
Joyce, asking him to send the man away
from under the bridge, but the latter
was more humane, and declined to take
any action at all. Higgins lived under
the bridge for two years-winter and
summer-when he died.
HOMES OF ABJECr POVERTY.
In the bog swamps of Cahernakelly 1
found three families of hard-working
people at distance of about quarter to
half mile apart. My visit was at night.
Not one of the cabins had light. None
of the people had been to mass for ten
years for want Of decent clothes. Not
one of them had a change, and all tho
females had but one garment each, o
coarse, patched WOODEN dress. The only
food any OF them has is Indian meal, and
they do not have enough of that. One
family of seven have been to bed several
nights within the week fasting.
They all have little land, but it is bog
and won't produce; besides, the times
since 70 have been so bad that they are
not able to get seed to SOW. In each case
the fathers had been living on the land
before them, one forty and one sixty
years back. When, by tilling and drain
ing, and clearing of bog, the land was 80
it would raise . little crop, the agent
rackrented them.
SAD SCENES OF POVERTY.
The first house was that Of Michael
Hannify. He has eight children. A
pig-sty is walled of in one end Of the
cabin and chicken.ooop in the other.
Both are empty. Boards are laid over
the tops Of these, and on them with very
scant straw sleep the family. The father
and the boys sleep over the pig-sty, and
the girl on the shelf over the coop. She
has wisp of straw between two poles,
and there she sleeps without any cover
but the dress she wears. Now, mark
you, it is even difficult and often impos.
sible for these people to have straw
enough to lie on. The horses fare far
better. Hannify has nine acres, for
which he has to pay 60 Be-.
Thomas Whelon has seven in his fam
lily. He has goat and donkey. Tho
goat gives milk for the Indian meal stir.
about, which his neighbors cannot have.
Instead Of sleeping on q shelf, he has q
room where the chicken coop in Hsnni.
fy's is. saw the bed, dirty straw, and
old sacks for sheets, and one filthy blan.
ket for cover. He has three and one
half acres for CO. He has been on the
place 40 years and the place is not yet
fully reclaimed. II has taken two and
three, and sometimes four generations
TO reclaim few acres of bog land. He
has one rood Of potatoes sovn and the
same space in oats. This is all tho seed
he could get.
DWELLING IN HOPELESS MISERY.
T. Reilly's house is worst of all. The
frost wall is bullying and the turf-seed
roof is held up by three poles from
within. He IL delicate. He has Q wife
and eight children and only ono acre
and half of ground. When I entered
this house the whole family we're stand
ing around . small plate of Indian meal
stir about. without sugar, butter or milk.
When 1t was gone little child, far from
satisfied, said: Mamma, 10 there NO
more in the pot?" mo, Alanna, there
is not" was the sad response. These
people have not even straw. They sleep
on green PUSHES. which ssw with my
own eyes.
During the summer these families