The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1894-10-06

bitterness, "A Eifshae no DotLer nor
ten year high, Whin tn fayver's on her
Faith, an she'll york like haste. an
save like an ould bite, Slyer an de.
saytfuller nor Onld Nick himself; an
Whin ye' be thinkin' she'd marry some
honest bye an bide wild her own, like
dacent craythur-Pz.i.i-p!-an' away
she's gene. like an aigle over the say !"
Here the fisherman drew his little
wife closer to him with a gesture OF
Wondrous pride and fondness.
"Arrah, an this jewel O me own
cabin wouldn't be in it tn day-heaven
bless an kape her till me dyin' hour!-
II l hadn't stole her wan night from
Caragh-side, like thief o tn wurrld,
an thin bate tn three brothers sinse.
less, broke tn ould mans skull for a
hint o me temper, an sint word to
eleven uncles for meetin, at their
own conveyance, barrin' any fast day
O. tn seven"
"How, then, have you kept Elleenr r.
asked eagerly, thinking OF what l
knew aud he did not.
He turned quickly to me with stern
face, putting his little wife almost rude
ly away. In another instant his huge
fist came down with tremendous crash
upon the deal table.
"Fore God, i'd kill TIL man or
woman thatd entice her from the dure
I'd see her dead afore I'd let her turn
wanderer beyant til say"
The little wife attempted to soothe
him with many grooming words, but no
was terribly swept by the storm OF feel
ing upon him. He paced the cabin ex.
citedly; plunged through the door into
the night aud back again; and after o
shrug OF his whole frame, like some
great animal tlinging another of, he
continued impetuous!y:
"Ould IreIRnd-save heri-is sorra
enough, heaven knows; but til heart o
her is aiten out, more by TIL fayyer o
LAWN than by tn wurra O. stayin'.
LUX at her nowl-th' young an tn
strong clutchin' tn very pennies from
from her dead eyes to fly away wild an
enrich some other land, till on'y tn
trimblin' ould an TIL rottin' dead re.
mainW
saw instantly it was the one subject
sore above all others in tho heart Of the
majestic though simple figure before
me. He had painted O woetully true
picture of ono of Ireland's causes OF dc.
cay; but was astounded at the revela.
ton which followed, the truth OF which
] could no longer doubt after what had
seen scarcely TWO hours before.
9TH poor craythurs, they're not to
blame!" He said this with compass.
sionate gesture which seemed to COM
prehend Eileen above US in the loft,
where there had more than once been
q rustling and stirring, as OF some ono
impatient to hear and know.
''Its tn diviPs own sowls that like
snakes liver crawl over tn ould sod, wild
their blisthering tongues, tayzin' tn
childer away. Many homo O. theirs
I've cracked already; an, by TIL five
grasses, I'll murther TIL first wan that
steps foot in Port Mageew
Pressing him for explanation, /
learned this startling fact: That veri.
table human ferrets. il not in the direct
pay OF the transatlantic steamship
com panies, yet still subsisting upon the
profits OF the nefarious traffic, penetrate
the remotest regions Of Ireland, sowing
the seed OF dissatisfaction and unrest
and persistently painting the rewards
and delights OF effort and lite in foreign
lands; until the country districts are
constantly in such tremors OF excite.
ment and heartache for those who are
going or arc gone, that there is no lowly
home whore ia not lowering the shadow
OF a terror 80 great that It lacks even
the consoling iinaity OF death itself.
"And men really do this thing from
| year TO year for livelihoodY l asked
in honest indignation.
"Alin?-mint Things worser nor
bastes! No place is free O thin.
They're at livery fair, weddin' or wake.
! They're at TIL dure o til sanctuary.
They'll mark yer childer at christnin'
an niver lose sight O. thin till they're
min an women grown. They'll folly
tn dead among tn Twin to snatch an.
other livin' wan away. They'll Grape in
yer home, by day or by night
Heugh!" he concluded with gesture at
his throat as II choking, "they Grape
upon yer life hero in ireland, till 70
can't braythe widout smellin' tn diviFs
smoke upon thin etarnally."
He bent his shaggy head sorrowtuily
aud ruminatively for moment. Then,
as il thinking aloud, he added:
"Yis, Wis. Faith, John L. Shoa's sat
| in his boat, striyin' for thin ashore,
wild Eileen beside him, fur many year,
watchin' thin staymers trailin' smoke
across the water, an wishin', wishin',
wishin' livery wand strike bottom
afore they'd take away one body from
this blessed Kerry homeW
could not but give bIessed Amen"
to that; but, long, long into that night,
in my couch upon the seines, troubled
forms and scenes were woven into my
half-waking dreams. With and across
these, like pitiful wraiths OF sorrow,
passed and repasscd tho faces in this
humble fishers homo, tho trailing
smoke OF the far, low.lying ocean
steamers, leaving their wakes OF VOC be.
hind, and that ono pitiless face had
now twice seen, and which could mover
be forgotten until the moment OF for.
getfulness should come.
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had seen and heard but little the
evening before; but that little, in con.
nection with what had been accident
allv and so dramatically revealed while
we sat beside the dying embers in the
fishers tiny cabin, told me that the
dread and insldious influence tho bravo.
homo-savinC soul had SO long and va.
liantIy battlod was about to triumph
over all tho mighty pleading OF duty and
love and home.
In a short stroll I had taken along
the craggy heights to the south Of the
sIumberous old fishing hamlet, l had all
unwittingIy chosen au almost daring
course around tho peak OF shelving