The Memphis appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1886-1890, 1886-09-19
LAKES OF KILLARNEY.
THE BEAUTIFUL LEGEND OF
THE FAIRY WELL.
Fantastic Shapes Traced In the
Purple On the HorizOn-Ex-
quislte Tlnts OF Color.

brief holiday in Ireland his host apollo
gizsd for the rain (which rained every
day. as q shower; and twenty years
after, in writing to Lord Carlisle, Lord
Palmerkton added: up. S. Is that
shower over YETI" The shower con-
tinues still, with twenty years added
10 the original score, and 10 see fair
Erin Alright it must be- visited in mack
intcsh. Thus equipped, the gentle
dews OF heaven may be defed, as they
fall from mild gray sky, laced here
and there with q stray sunbeam. I'm
mediately ON reaching Killarney the
traveller becomes absorbed in the great
hotel system, which is the same in
Paris, Geneva, Munich, and probably
in every corner OF the habitat globe.
A man Ia shot deal ten miles off in
Tralse, but the table d hoe is con-
Quoted on the same safe principles as
If 1t We in London. The shaggy
corner boys lounge about the reefs
in Killarney toe same as in Dublin,
but the spruce walters Of the great no.
tells do their work in the last fashion OF
Italy or Hamhu'g; and the hoe,
titua ed in the fir st position to catch
the first morning rays upon the uu-
ruff d luster OF the lake, is as vast
pile OF dollars as energy and CAPT.
lal can make il. The lake itself
differs from the great continental
waters in many qualities. Those of
pure cobalt take the place OF the
striking yellow and stIong high lights
Of foreign lands. There is no sparkle
in the sunshine; the slow, calm move
ment OF the light travels over the vast
and plumy mountains as il the side of
a lantern were opened and shut, now
disclosing a gentle slope of fervid
green or purple heather, now the
thick rounded growth of trees, OF
brilliant emerald; or IS the light falls
on the hill tops, discovering the nights
of purple slate and gray stone, which
wall in foreground Of exquisitely
humid myrtle green, every changing
hue softly given back in the waters of
Killarney. The tint OF gray, dear to
Sir Edwin Landseer, spreads over the
sky, opening on pale Transparent
azure, indicative OF serene Nights
above. The hllly distances retreat
coyly into the background, unlike
foreign mountains, which are cut out
in bright lines on the eyesight. Fam
tastic shapes traced in purple on the
horizon mark Mspillicuddy's Qhe
second is silent Reeks, and beyond
them the Imagination passes over
seven miles easily and quietly to the
Atlantic, which joins the Killarney
wat re-.
1t is said that. once in seven years,
in the dew of Msy morning, the
great O'Donoghue rises from his lair
under the depths, and, drawn by
milk white coursers, drives over these
shining CULTS to cave, where old men
become young sgain il they duly light
upon ths spot. Once upon time,
too, all the lake was green valley
wate cred by a fairy well. The well
was closed by large gay stone, and
the condition by which it was held
decreed that no oue-mad, wife or
widow-should leave the spring I'M
sealed at sunset. A girl, due az the
trystiug place, forgot to close the well;
and as tina sun set the watsr rosa and
swelled forth go abun dainty that not
only the maiden and her lover, blu
all the township, was Destroyed, and
melted away under the fairy tempest.
But at evening, oncs every seven
years or 81, pinnacle and battlement
rise from the waves; for one brief
minute the lover CLASPS his sweetheart
to his breast, the hum of the spinning
wheel and the lowing OF cattle rise
from the drowned settlement, till in an
other instant ALL is swept away and the
radiaat waters close again over their
eecrst. These apd scores OF other le-
gends people the lakes and their SUI
rounding hills, side by side with tour
lists 10 cheekersd suits and water
proofs, and with the herd oft2uriets on
Horseback or en- loot, selling potheen,
morning dew, goa's' milk, coarse
knitted sccSs. iDlaid gewg ,ws, or
t'atiit king in conclusions OF cannon
or the racket OF penny whistles, in
order to rouse an echo. There is a
moral in the "a THAT coarse instru-
ment struck within the embra!ure I I
the hills repeats half a dozen sweet
echoes Of fairy music; such is the
POWER OF lake snd mountain. 1t is
to such music that the fair outlines of
Howth and of Dublin hay fade upon
the sky, aud the traveller addresses
himself to his berth and his Iefec.
tion. London NelpS.