The Northwestern standard., 1886-04-03


venture on q reel or q country dance at
all at all; O, no, no more than if she was
born in the skies; let alone at the hip Of
Graffey Mountain. II
'Musha, bad luck to her ilnpudince,
exclaimed Lanty, isn't she cockin? and
her aunt begin her bit and sup through
the parish. 4 . 5ss
''Feen word Of lie in it thin. She
turned up her nose at the Fcxhunter's
Jig and the Rosses Batther, just as if
she niyer heard iv the like in her born
life aud nothin would do her, savin yer
favor, but GO skatin over the room like
a doll on stills Faith it is we'll come
up with the pack Of thim.''
And for poor Batt,' observed Lam
/ ty, s'sich tunes are too neW-fangled for
his ould fingers. He couldn't plaze her
av course; o, no, he's too ould- fashion
ed for that
s'Plaze her! Ay indeed; after dane
ing in Derry City with her grand cous-
ms. the manti-r akers. Plaze herl No,
Pegeliny himself. the great Dublin fid-
dler, couldn't plaze her. But it's the
same all over the country;a man can't
show a jug and glass in his windy nova
days, but his girls take airs on thin
selves aquel to my Lady Leitrem all
merchants daughters, if you Place"
and Else laughed a dry, hard laugh and
gave the leg Of her stocking another
hitch under her arm.
AS she was yet speaking, stranger
passed down the road carrying a fishing
rod in his hand, and stepping over a
low fence, made his way slowly to a
narrow tongue of land that stretched far
out into Lough Ely, a spot much fre-
quented by anglers, and particularly at
that season of the year. He was a
man apparently about thirty years of
age, and wore a gray sporting frock,
with cap and CATERS to match.
That's the strange gentleman said
Else, THAT comes down here from Gro
han to fish SO often.'
II saw him here before,' replied
Lanty; ''and bedad, If he knows as
little about the gentleman as he does
about the fisherman he's no great af-
fair. I came across him yesterday at
Kindrum, and he cast his line, for all
the world, like a smith swinging q
sledge hammer. Who is he?''
Indeed, thin, myself doesn't know,
Lanty; but Pm tould he's come here
from furrin parts for the good of his
health, and is some far out friend to the
Hardwrinkles of Clohan.''
II wouldn't doubt it in the least, for
he's thin and sneaky, like the rest of
the breed. Still he may be a dacent
man, after all that
Hes aquatic, easy spoken man, any
way, whativer else he is.
And plenty o. money to spend I'll
bail ye.''
'sIn troth has he, and not a miser
about it aither, Lanty.''
.sHumph! ] see you're ac1uent.''
"Och! Ay, he draps in here some
times when he comes fshin.'
ssAnd opens mis- purse when he goes
out, eh, Elsef''
20, thin, dear knows the gentleman
id be welkin if he niver had purse, =
replied Else. Its not for that, but /
the quate, motherate way he has. He |
comes in just like child, and looks as
modest as a lady, and sits there chattin
ithout a bit pride in him more nor one
Of oursels. =
Nov dye tell me so? He's fond of |
Q shanahas, see, furriner and all as
be is.
Indeed, thin he's jist that same,
Lanty; he's mighty fond intirely of say
stories, and likes to hear tell Of the
Saldana, how she was wracked here
below, and the crew, how they were all
buried in one grave in the onld church
yard in Ramnlla, and about Captain
Pecnam's ghost, that used to be seen on
moonlight nights dressed all in white
with a golden sword by his side sittin
on the Swilly Rock. And thin he'll be
sure to ask me something about Mr..
Lee and his neice, and who they are.
and how they came here, and how long
since, and SO on, and SO on, till I'm
most tired of him myself lfsometimes..
'Humph! Tired' repeated Lanty;
'bedad, thin he must run you mighty
hard, Else, for may / niver-''
Hould yer whist now" interrupted
he old woman; II don't want any iv
yer side wipes" and she pushed him
playfully away with her thin, kelton
1and.
TO be continued.)
Bruce Joy. an Irish sculptor, is en-
oying high repnte and plenty Of pro-
liable orders in London.
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