The Helena independent. [volume] (Helena, Mont.) 1875-1943, 1893-05-21

upon their strong, long legs. Indead this
often reaches erotesqueness in both res
poets. While the Irish p%easant,y, par
ticularly Of the south. are frequently di-
minutive in form and sometimes feri ETY. in
character, these folk seem to possess an
In glowing characters and large lines;
while in no few instances they are so
straight that fne arcs sweep from their
heels to the back Of their necks. often Civ
ing them the appearance Of carrying. and
with some disdnin. invisible but mighty
commissions on tho tops of their heads.
It is a weird sight to see scores of such aa
these appearing around the curve of some
mighty mountain road, accompanying the
eniRrant to Strnnorlar. wailing and almost
keening as for the dead; hating and en-
bracinR. often struggling for priority in
often 30 overcome with the violence OF their
grief as to make departing PUSHES with the
loved one back towards tho old mountain
home.
have many times fallen in with these
cavalcades winding down from the Detry-
the Boultypatrick. Gatigan or Aghla hills.
and have walked and halted. and parleyed
and soothed In common with the honest
souls for miles on their way towards the
railway. OF %st..norls.. On ono occasion
from away Owe the bowling cliffs OF
Maghery bay. whore life Is very dull and
drear, at best. It was q crowd whose faces
and strange attire bespoke great poverty.
wo child On. n lad OF II and a Ri'l of per-
hays IA were going away. The mother was
to remain behind until these waits could
send for her. For the whole company it
was the event of their lives. this few miles
mountain journey; and the care for the
brave young emigrants, the consideration
for the wailing mother. and tho %latter's
grief wore touching to behold.
Half the time the lads companions had
their arms about his neck. The girls
would carry the sisters on their shoulders,
and in ssnta made by interlacing their
fingers; whilc the mother and tho chlldran's
lugRnRe had been piled in an old aqueaking
%mountain-bnt OF Dart. which was tenderly
drawn by hand. Tit women crowded
about tho cart with all manner of endear-
ing and reassurinR words of comfort; but
the poor woman could not be comforted,
As she lay PROSTATE upon the bandles. there
only came from her white lips the endless
moan.
"Crosh ~o,rin-orosh orrin! My pastchee
boght my pastches boght |" (May the
cross encompass mo! My poor children
my poor ohildrenD
Once when wandering in county Galway,
down BY old Cloghmors l Jaw q stranger
Conveying party than could be found in
nny other portion of Ireland. had been
saunssring among thee "knistsrs,"
''fullers." poteen-makers and antiquities
of the ancient Celts with which this region
abounds. and my mind wns full Of tho
pagan aud early barbaric life whose rude
stonA monuments were on every hand.
Suddenly looking down upon the sea. l be-
held a scene in kes ping with the times of
which l d canned. A fleet of rotten dories.
ragged smscks and %oa-raghs, or skin keelsd
craft precisely the same ns used in these
islands 1000 ycnfs ago. was approaching
the shore.
The occupants were skinny and white.
They we're dressed in rags and with little of
these. The mon wore skin shoes from
which the hair had not been removed,
which the natives call ~''psmpootns." The
women were barafootsd and bareleueed to
their knees, and their bonnetless heads
were covered with great ncocks of coarse
black hal. 1t was a Daptesn picture OF
hunger and want, framed in n setting OF
ancient. bnrbnric limos. They wo Q a pnrty
OF nearly 100 Gou.forssken Arrnn islanders,
Wing a family OF rmigrants to
Cloghmore. whence the lattor would walk
TO the t'ain Mt GALWAY. They nenrly all
stood upright az they entorsd the mainland
aud We o chanting tho wildcat, most dolor-
Qua Celtic strain human cars evee heard.
What a host OF shuddcring reflections
this aen pageant OF poverty stricken peas
cnntry crowds upon you! your cyo follows
the dark shore line. Behind nrc tho noun
tains. Thore are tho peaanntry and tho
rnins. Two thousand years ago, there
STOOD the watch towers, tbs rHtha. tho places
Tor Pagan pyrolatry. In the valleys we're
the herds and tho helots. The signals
flashed from cras 10 crnR. Some savage