The sun., 1883-03-25
CH1PPxxDALxs IN xasLAxD.
Uurassasiss or the FasAisnsSls Easissh Mantle
fer Auslaus Faraseuro.

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| it's packed with antique furniture. china. and
brasses. Such dirt you never saw. but you get
vnluo for your money. The richest people In
| Dublin. people with titles. 60 down to LiIey
street and buy their art cheap. The dealers
buy most OF the furniture out OF the cabins OF
the poor people In the country. and it's an Inch
thick with Nth. It's wonderful rs they take on
the coating Of grease and grlme that has
been gathering on 1t for more than a century
sometimes. to sec the lovely bits OF delicate
satinwood. Inlaid with beautifully colored fow-
ers and figures. come out. The dirt seems to
| have enriched and toned the colors.
How did the poor people get such valuable
stiifp Oh. my dear. YOU know It's only been
| valuable since Ruskin began his twaddle about
| the beautiful, and tho Rsthetes found out that
everything that is old and dirty is precious.
| Chippendale was only a cabnetnaker. who did
| honest work. and the people who bought his
| chairs hundred years a9o and more bought
| them to sit OH. and when they got shabby
turned them out and bought new ones. BY de-
grees the poor old things got into very bad
company. and at last went TO the dogs entirely.
Chippendalc. II he had lived until now. could
not hav. made all tho furniture that is sold In
LifIey street alone as genuine Chippendales.
At the beginning OF this century Sheraton
made as good furniture as Chippendalo
did In the middle Of the last and
very much In tho same style. only, lighter and
more graceful. He had u factoryin Dublin. and
two-thirds OF the undoubted Chippendaies sold
In Lifrey street and elsewhere were made by
him. There were loads Of 1t little while ngo.
but it's all being bought up by dealers in Lon
DON Hcre we are: this is Liffey street. That's
thrash in there; dontwaste your time on 1t.
Miss Fortune. are you there"
We had stopped In front Of o small house. one
In u line OF similar ones. Tho doors were
opened wide. and first survey Of the interior
was Disappointing Near the entrance some
red mahogany chairs with Shining. new hair
cloth seats were arranged in double line. A
with marble top stood near them in IL family
group. Suggestions OF more remote objects
span looking glasses. chests OF drawers with
on, pedigree. and dining tables that were
Mrs. Neiily's call. voice answered. at once.
sure rs always here 1 am. Mrs Reilly.
n N the reqna Toman came0 us
Like ali tho women in Lifiey street In charge
Of the shops. she wore a bonnet and small
various members OF hcr person which. sue-
gcsed that she was otherwise rendered i'm
to sSS S o toany
Don't be after hiding everything away. Sure,
nothing, Don't / Know your Old LADY Ola.
"a rnns I'm Ma been smelling w s around a Li.ey street
Got ta !" o es
lnetf God forgive you for throwing il away on
e" kIs n0 hs hsr Bs we wdstnS n daySh.
| cent ward.
| We went through door at the back of the
and ruil Of furniture. several Young women
with ine broad shoulders and strong rod arms
| were at work polishing chairs and tables and
| putting the iinai brilliancy on brass handles
| and key escutchcons.
keeps them out Of sight and sells them to tho
| 1ual ty. They remind mo Of the pensioners ut
| Cholsen Hospital clean and fresh and shining
| but not caed. Do what you will to them. tho
| poor old traps always seem little east down
n if they remcmhered past ,misforunes
! Domingo mahogany. The red We ins run through
II like = current Of dark rich wine That table
wood laid into its spidcry legs, and the urns
and and scarts abo%t r The , toPhMthas ha shera
hs h%ss '9"x Il n"ss ss
tho old FIorentine workers did their stone
Ss That nnG IL an Esa ,sab Sai
richly coiorsd the satlnwood hss has grown
KEYS send out, Al. mol tho people That
the ,e ,Sa out of
We went out into an unpaved courtyard. in
! which an odor of stables and horses disputed
ana Kindred culinary smells. A ladder Which,
was inclined NJ an angle of forty-nvc degrees
against the wall. led us into carpenters
! shop. dozen men or more were at work
here Tables and chests OF drawers. diverted
from their natural purposes, stood about or lay
scrape Of piancrs and the incessant hammering
created condition OF busincsslke cxcitement.
| Here's whore thUy manufacture genuine
antiques, When they don't look old enough,
Mrs. Reilly pets shot at them out OF an old
ish pink is the Color Of mahogany before it" It is
polished. When there Is a large surface. they
it to &c, of the art but there
cleansed, they give il u bath Of chemicals, soda
or some other dftergent It takes French
YOU saw down stairs. Here's the dangerous
ward. Look out for your dress"
single window in lis extreme end. The gray
afpsSn Of b;ht which its pnaes adT,ted at
mas we're piled un besWsS tss
floor and ceiling. and only u spindlc, log pushed
at H. sh srs pssseSS sSa5e. naydI Gfs
tho tn he Heat % and sSG warmed oor sS fess
ton chests OF drawers assorted their nge and
undergoing u slow process, OF disintegration.
Miss Fortune selected some long. shapely sticks
held them up in the light. They were shatter-
Ga in several places md covered with black.
o @ To- ca ohss sa
y, SGSrs 81 @ !hs% ,, ssiss Is raic beauties. LUX
She took q bit q glass from the floor, and
drew IT with a, firm, i, hare hard stroke down the
OF grease euried on and under 1t WAS n pale
yellow surface; inlait with u very intricate de-
blkn III richly tpVt"t uHTk WotuS.
| Them vans came ont of n cabin up in Clon-
dalkin. an shure they're ina wonderful state
| Of proscrvni ion considerin' the tratement they
got. Twas from Mike Murphy bought Them.
but before tho barInin was compated he died;
| an the wildly God forgive her! said. Would
| oblige her wild the loan Of them till afther the
| WakeT An here's how brought them home.
| Mrs. Doolan came to the wake the night with
| dhrop taken. She do be often So an twas
| OF IN? door she mot Tim Rafferty, the car boy.
| An what arc you to the poor dearY sez
Twas :. his third cousin am. ma am soz he.
70 blazos wild yer third cousin It's whis-
| key an tay is bringin yer
&C. Whiskey an tay. woman. dearl Is 1t whis-
key ye sed' Shure. they're wakin him on
:" W -h-h-a-t! Por.her!'
Wild that Biddy Doolnn up, whoopin' an
yolin' like tho divi possessed tore into the
room an Lap on the corpse. oh Mix Murphy.
acushla machree' says she; but ye were the
nne boy, 20 ye were. Fifteen shillins week
70 had in the brfwry, an ye were in two ton
would 70 take but it came from John jamie. sn,H
sons cow; An now it's dead an gone ye are,