Morning journal and courier., 1888-10-20

ness into @ mannsr of existence utterly heed less of the very earth from which it ema- mates. In 8 trice of seeming the sun had sunk into heathery pillow behind Errigal. An answering pulse of flame flushed against the fair faces of the lambent forms above, trembled for an instant and was gone. was alone In the ghostly gloaming the noun tain top. Awakened from my dreaming and thoroughly startled, I hastened with the ut most speed down the peak towards where I had last seen through the purple the roofs of little Buncrana at the side of the Lough In an incredibly short time it was dark, save for the occasional starlight between rifts of gathering fogs. I made a sorry mess of it now; and losing my footing altogether, fell sprawling over ledge Of detached mold and stones. One came bowling over me through the heather and gritty loam, and after a fine ricochet seemed to have crashed through the mountain side itself-into perfect cauldron of Irish oaths and objurgations! More start ling to me still, sparks ascended in brilliant pyrotechnics with the oaths through the ori- fee. I had no more than regained my feet, where I had fallen, upon what appeared to be solid rock, when frowsy Irish head, pre- ceded by frowsy Irish blunderbus, looked me squarely in the face, as I was com pelled to confront an embarrassing Irish di- lemma.
 voice behind the gun.
 "At your service;" says I, doing with mil- itary alacrity as was ordered
 "Now-t'row down your arms!'
 '1 won't, :" says I, F'till you give me leave; as all have in the world are in tine sky at your bidding.'
 "By metroth, Denny, that's fairly spoken" said the head to some unseen spirit below. Then kindlier, but still crispily, to myself where still stood, rigidly retaining my stat- uesque attitude:
 'fCome down out O thatl"
 fa SIa poteen brewers hut, sitting upon the very rock which had crashed through the smoke hole in the turf covered roof, and nearly caused the death of the two charming inno- cents below.
 It would be long, long tale to tell their manifold professions of industry as herd boys upon the mountains; their effusive con demnations of the trifing, forgivable out lawry in the misty districts; and their end less and splendid efforts to hide in various offices of hospitality, the lilly concealed evil dences of their canny vocation, "wid the fairies oatchin' in blue bell aprons heav'n's own dew" But all they possessed on earth was at the strangers disposal, as they gradu- ally found, and warmed to find, that the stranger was to be trusted. And after 8 nights rest in which, in my dreams, I was with them, one of them, in their eerie work; ! and hearty enough breakfast of oat cake | and posset, got from some ravine hid cabin before I had left my rock shelf couch of the night; left bit of silver with each and
 bade them 8 heartfelt good bye. From far below I heard them call to me. I turned with friendly smile to listen. Swinging
 both arms oIt wildly, but with an all com 1 prehensive gesture, he of the shaggy head
 shouted lustily as . final pledge of good fel- lowship:
 s'God bless America!-an'-an' all luck go l wid ye!'
 "Amen! And that same to Ireland!" my ! own voice heartily sent m the heights to
 blend with his blessing And then turned l with an elastic step into the sunny morning, I upon the winding Buncrana way. | EDGAR l.. WAKEMAN,