The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-03-18
where FALLS THE IRISH Dew,
TALES OF TEN TRAVELLERS SERIES
BY EDGAR l. WAKEMAN.
Copyrgbt 1904 by Edgar Waseman All rlshts resorvedl


and the C0naught lads uimb.e heels
BE aisy. mother dear,' came sooth-
inCly from Nora, Its but tn frost and
tn wind playin' IN leprachaun above"
What's altman what's done,' came
from MaUreen, last to gain her footing
| upon the cabin floor
Its not what's done, darlints dear go
. said the old woman mOurnfuly; Its
what's dom. Its tn great harm that's
comm Och, murther,-lu at tn
/ stone"
She pointed with trembling fingers 10
. the rock upon the tucking table Upon
one side was the word "Gaucer' painted
IN black. Friendly as was the warning
/ mother Dreeu was beside herself with
/ fear. She sank into the corner by the
! fireplace, rocking and moaning piteOusly
| while the girls, comforting her as best
/ they could. set 10 meudng the broken
/ tiles, and then 10 pounding the cloth upon
! the table as assIduously as though their
! hands never knew other employment.
Ellie soon returned She was painting
| from running and cla&n bering. and her
/ face was fUlf of a fOrebOdng which could
! not be hidden by her all for-iyable tales
/ to sOothe the dear old mother there.
II ran t tn peak, but not sight nor
! sound did get Sure. mother, dear, it's
| only Joke by wan o tn byes !"
"Manim Yea agus a wurrah2" MY
| soul to God and the Virgin she moaned
and muttered, shaking her poor old head
| ruefully.
och, thin, we're all born. but not
| buried, mother dear pleaded Ellie coax
| ingly.
"Wiuelu-willelu, It's twice now I've
heard tn banshee's wailin cry When
| tn third one comes, aYiCks, it's tn great
| sorrow II come after; sorrow like me
poor Phadric lOppiu' DER tn curragh side
-swate, bad luck t tn blackmouth
gauger min, An me a lone shinadhree
thin, weakened body an me back hint
double wild toll an dunnus (mischievous
| misfortunel. Och an willelun
There, there, mother, dear. don't be
trettln' above tn day We niveT saw per
sisted the tender hearted Ellie. kissing
and patting the troubled ice caress-
/ ingly.
The poor old body would not be com
| fOrted at once, and gave way to the
| densest Gaelic and keenest lamentations.
| while the girls worked vigorously, in
| time gradually shamlng and soothing her
out of her grief: but Ellie, after many a
/ grave and warning wink at her sisters.
descended into the cavern with Nora
and there. while busying herself about
the brew, confessed with tears ana mis-
givinCs that her eyes had really seen a
figure skulking cautiously down the other
side of the mountain toward Roundstone
and the sea.
II the cabin above was a curious place
. II was a still stranger place in which Ellie
and Nora were now toiIing, while ex-
changing their sadden surmises and
/ fears Some CONFUSION of nature
| had opened a large assure in the
solid rock, forming a cone-shaped
apartment, perhaps twenty feet broad at
the base. The floor or the tuck-miu
above was reached by ladder to the
edge of the hole beneath the tucking
table, which opening was neatly fitted
with thin piece of tagging Light came
in and smoke went out through an open
ing at the side of the cliff above the
Tough. Over this thelittler ill fell il such
yelling spray as to render detection of
/ the cavern, or Of smoke issuing from it,
wholly impossible.
Two clumsy caldron kettles with tin
covers, sealed with clay, were set on
boulders above smoldering fires of peat
Tin pipes led from the caldrons to the
still-worms. which were cOiled in huge
tubs of ice-cold water; and from the
mouth of the worms white and sparkling
pOtheen trickled into little half-gallon
jugs beneath, while in a dark corner were
tiny kegs filled with the colorless but
powerful spirit and sacks OF barley and of
oats.
All the folk of this wild region are
"agin the law" This to them legalizes
pOLIGG,ll-lllGhlnE WIN ali us hangers ana
breads Besides, how could marriage
birth, christening or a wake, be cele-
brated, friend welcomed or given speed,
or any grief or Joy be drowned or lifted, -
without a drop of the blessed potheen,
the Irishman's right since long before the
hOOd2 Militia murther, the heart that
cannot soften TO the wretched needs and
shifts of such as these, deserves no glad
dening Joy or tender sorrow of its own!
All, Nora dear, its a sorra life we're
leadn here y sighed Ellie, pressing the
clay between the cover and the steaming
caldron.
Its all that, Ellie dear" replied Nora,
replacing Jug beneath the trickliug
worm, What's got DER tn divil'S backs
sure TO go of under it, thin 80
True for We, Nora but we must kape
grief from tn ould mothers heart, as
long IS liver we can, Oh, wurra, wurra,
wild livin' at all But Nora, dear, what
wud we do if tn gaugers do be comm
thin ,'
TIL gaugers !-comin2 Nora's eyes
were flashing now, Thin divils gau-
gers come here. . kin US all wild fareer
gairh overwhelming misfortune) en-
tireiY?'
The excited girl led Ellie to the aper-
ture beneath the tiny waterfall and
pointed downward 1t was five hundred
feet to the dark waters of the Tough be-
low.
II.
IN OLD GALWAY
Down through the very center of old
! Galway rushes the river Corrib to the
( sea from the weird. Castle-lined, noun
/ tain hemmed Lake Corrib aoove On Ell
/ Their side are ancient mills, now crum-
/ bling and deserted, full OF arches and
! dark recesses like dark cloisJers in old
! abbey ruins, where the water that once
/ moved the tireless wheels frets and
! scolds among the shadowy sileucos, as if
moaningly calling the dead activities to
/ reawakened life.
/ Deep in the ancient city'S narrow WINDS
/ are arch gigantic. corbel huge and gar
/ goyled and balconied lattice work as light
/ and era eful as though the foam of the
/ sea or mass of spectral ferns, had been
/ flung into tremendous walls by fairy
/ architects OF a night. In silent courts are
( muIlloned windows, sculptured gateways
/ FASHIONED angles. iron wi ket work and
/ early moresque filings, that awaken his
/ toric memories Of the Spaniards and
/ Moorish merchants that once were here
! Over among the Claddagh men. those
/ wondrOus fishers of the Irish western
coast, you win find the klnky hair the
! closely curling beard and the broad fore
| heads of the pcscadOres of Barcelona:
/ and as their glitteriny harVCSts of the sea