The Corvallis gazette. [volume] (Corvallis, Or.) 1862-1899, 1885-12-04
AN IRISH JIG.

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lowing amusing style:
"Can you direct me to Mrs. Kelle-
her's?" l said, accosting a barearmed
woman, who had just picked up bun
die of baby that had rolled out of an
open door.
''Tich beyant, sir,'' she cheerfully
responded, unceremoniously tucking
the baby under one arm, that she
might the more freely point with the
other.
On the corner of two streets oppo-
site public pump stood a small two
story structure, built of stone, of
course, and plastered over with NOR
tar of yellow hue Above the door
appeared the name we were searching
for. We pushed into a low, small
shop, whose stock in trade consisted
of bakers bread, milk, and other stom-
achic necessities, to which was added
the dispensing of such liquors as the
thirsty population might require and
pay for. Behind a sort of bar were
congregated number of men and
women, whom took to be friends of
the house, and one of these. stout
proportional lady, with her hair
combed very close about her head,
stepped forward and wanted to know
what we would have.
sIs this Mrs. Kelleher?" / asked.
1 (Instant attention on the part of
the people behind the bar.)
"It is, SIR she replied respectfully.
"Well," continued, "can find Mrs.
Mahoney here?"
(Attention of people behind the bar
visibly increasingly
"You cannot, SIR" was the reply,
in rather less of a brogue than we had
yet encoun ;ered.
MRS. Nanny, the old country, pro-
nunciation of Mahoney, Mrs. Nanny,
who is my cousin, sir, is not living
here now, but at Mr.. Jones' the con-
stable's-an' a dacent place it is, too.
Would We be afther wanting to see her,
sir?"
every much,' Isaid
People behind the bar getting al
most too impatient to wait. A bare
headed woman starts forward
'tPlaze, sir" the bareheaded woman
exclaimed, 81 can run and fetch her."
ain how long timer"
s'Oh, sir, not above fifteen minutes
jist."
"All right" said, "start along and
tell her." added, "that a gentleman
from America wants to see her who
comes direct from her daughter No
rah." M - =,
''What!" the woman. screamed,
while her eyes stood straightaoutf from
her head, from Norah Nanny"
"Aye."
"Then sure" she exclaimed, while
her face stretched and wreathed with
JOY, "its myself that won't be gone a
jiffy."
And with that she was off like a
shot, while the people behind the bar
have by this time fairly exploded with
excitement. AS We started out the
door the proprietoress hailed us.
"Hould on, gentlemen, hould on!''
she called, while she made speed to get
through the little half-door leading
behind the bar and for which she was
a very snug fit.
ashes going to hug you," whispered
the judge, as he stopped; and faith I
though she was-but she stopped on
the very verge of that demonstra-
tion, and fervently CALCULATED:
can sure you don't mean to say
that Norah is after living at service
wild yer own blessed self"
tShe certainly is" replied with a
North American smile.
'"The likes of that!" she cried, look
ing alternately from me to the now
completely petrifed observers behind
the bar. s'Well, its right glad her moth
er viii be to meet yezP'
Hereupon, after several interchanges
of like remarks, the judge and passed
out, promising to return directly, which
promise, after a short walk along the
narrow, crooked streets, we fulfilled.
A fine hooking old lady, in a white cap
and the prevailing long blackcape and
hood, meet US at the shop door.
She was trembling violently with
emotion, and as she was introduced as
Norajh's mother and we shook hands
she burst into tears. fail utterly to
bringing the scene before you-the Curl
GUS little shop, the einterested and sym
pathizing knot of Irish people at the
background, and here the judge and
and this old woman, handsome still in
spiteof her years of struggling toll, quite
broken down at this unexpected meet
ing with one so short time from her
girl beyond the sea.
"Your health genetlemen, an God
bless yez!" heartily cried the hostess,
and with loud acclamation the toast
was drank, while the judge and bow
ed our acknowledgment courteously.
At this juncture singular looking
individual hugging a bagpipe of seedy
appearance under his arm, trotted in
at the open door and hobbled slowly
across the uneven floor,
"It's Blind Jerry, the piper" whis-
pered a. woman who sat ON a bench
next the Judge
can it's noble gentiemin yez is, I'm
certain Of - the blind piper calculated
as he ambaed past and songht out a
stool-tNoble gentlemin here's yez
health, and Gods bless1ns on yez!"
As we both turned to curiously re-
gard this singular accession to onr
number, the woman next the Judge
intimated with many nod and wink
that Mrs. Kelleher could turn a reel
with the best of them. The Judge inn
parting this valuable information to
me, I promptly called for q display.