The Jersey City news. (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1889-1906, 1889-11-16
THE GOOLD SEEKER
And How Three OF His Friends Had
Very Pleasant Dreams
About Him.

Preside. It's true l am an owIder mar
to-day than l was when the sportin' boys
round about used to be calm me the
goold seeker. Yes indeed. fax. that's
the name they gave me. D~anyeen, the
Goold Seeker.
But light your pipe and make yourself
comfortable, and I'll try and make it all
as clear to you as / can. AT the time I'm
goin' to spake about, | didn't stick TO one
calm alone. | was what some call Jack
of-all-trades. Besides a purity matched
cottage, l held four acres of as rich a
piece Of land as could be found near the
green banks o. the luncheon, and that's
a sayin' a great dale.
/ was not only a farmer in a small
way, but q hard workin' shoemaker to
boot, and in my leisure moments when |
wasn't ~cultivating my mind / would
make it my business to go out on my
four acres and cultivate the cabbages.
And finer cabbage-though / say it my
self-you wouldn't see in o days walk.
Although / was an Industrious man, /
had one strong wakenesss that stuck to
me for a long while, though got cured
of it at last. That wakeness was a long
ing desire to dig for some o the treas
ures which were supposed to be buried
in the earth near some o the ovid ruined
castles, especially the big castle of Car
rickabrick, at Fermoy, that stands not
far from the brink of a high rock over
looking the BIackwater.
Many a time in my boyish days did /
make up my mind to get a pickax and
spade and climb'the high rock from the
river side, but something or other would
whisper to me, sayin': '.Danyeen, agra,
don't attempt it for the world if you
value your life"
But in spite O. the warnin' l tuck cour-
age at last and undertook the perilous
exploit And this is how it happened:
One fine summers mornin' | made up
my mind to pay a visit to the Fermoy
market, and more betoken, it CHANGED to
be a patthern day, when the boys and
girls in their Sunday clothes, from the
different parishes for miles around, were
sure to be there. So / harnessed Ned,
the donkey, to the cart and set out with a
load O. beautiful cabbages to earn an
honest penny in the market. After
driving at a spanking pace l got to Milk
market lane, in Fermoy, in about an
hours time, and just as I drew up
before the door o. Clancy's public house
who should salute me but my ovid friend,
Pat Howe, who was after returnin' that
very mornin' from London.
The first words he spoke to me as soon
as we'd exchanged greetings were:
"Danyeen, avick, / had a mighty Gu
rious drame last night"
"What did We drame?" says L.
81 was dramin'," says he, ''that 1 dug
up a crock O goold from under a white
stone near the foot of Carrickabrick cas-
tle."
The words were hardly out of his
mouth when / stumbled against another
croney O mine, one Maurteen Cox. At
ter giving me a hearty shake of the hand
he says to me:
"Last night I'd the strangest drame O.
my life. thought / found a mine o
yallow goold under a round white stone
beside the Carrickabrick CASTLE"
"D'ye tell me that for fact?'' says L,
not lettin' on that Pat Howe was after
tellin' meof his drame in nearly . same
words. Pat then threw me a knowing
wink, as much as to say:
"Danyeen, don't be lettin' the cat out
O. the bag"
Well, sir, before l had time to collect
my wits got a thwack on the shoulder
from g Dennehy, who was related
to the OVER O the paper mill. When ]
turned round he'd q smile on his face SO
bright that you might light your pipe
with it.
"Danyeen, my boy" says he, II ex-
perienced the ~pleasantest drame last
night that a man could wish for. I fan
cied that l was the ~discoverer of a rale
California goold mine, and where should
it be but under a round white stone by
Carrickabrick castle. l then began to
dig and after ten minutes hard work
what should meet my gaze but a big
crock of golden guineas."
Are ye in earnest?' says l; but before
/ could spake another word Maurteen
Cox gave me a quiet nudge in the ribs
as a hint to keep my own counsel. So l
shut my mouth an kept as dumb as an
oysther %consarnin' the three wonderful
drames, but for the life o me l couldn't
Danish the idea from my mind, for they
say it's lucky to drane three times about
finding goold. Well, sir, with that l left
Ned, the donkey, with the car load O
cabbages outside, while I went into Clan
cey's public house with my three friends,
and after we had a couple o pints each
of Beanish am Crawford's porther, l
promised Pat Howe to introduce him the
next day to a friend O mine at Glenabo'
cottage, and after takin' a parting drink
with the landlord we left the house; but
10, and behold when / got outside neither
Ned, the donkey, nor the car, nor a sin-
gle head O cabbage wal to be seen.
I looked up and down Milk Market
lane, but l might as well be lookin' for q
needle in q bundle o. hay, but at last |
was informed by the bakers boy that
used to supply me with fine fresh rowls,
that the donkey and car was dhriven to
the pound for obstructing the public
highway, for ye must know that that
was the law in thin days-an' the owner
o. thu saized property, whoe he or she
might be, was compelled to pay o small
fine before their property was restored.
For a wander, | was short o. cash at the
time. but Pat Howe, with his usual good