Democratic Northwest and Henry County news. [volume] (Napoleon, O. [Ohio]) 1894-1905, 1895-06-27

Il Is and the tender, and the way he slid
ders up and down, and no squeaks and
Jumps-no no, nothin lex squeezin tune
out OF an ould SOW by pullin the tail at
her and q sorter OF a rippin up yer innards
to get the hook out Of yer gills."
Jaw lovely he sing-lovely uncom-
mon."
"welL tould you so allis said it.
Kisseck listened 20 this dialogue at his
end OF the table with a lofty smile Its
nothin." be said condescendingly. That's
nothin You should hear him out on the
boat when we're lyin at anchor and me
and him together, and the stars just max
in peep, and the moon. and the mar fire,
and all to that, and me and him lyin aft
and smookin and havin glass maybe,
but nothin to do no harm at all-that's
when you should hear him"
More liquor there " shouted Tommy
Dill-beg, climbing with difficulty to lis
feet. more liquor for the chair. And
for some one beside-is that what they're
sayin? Well look here, bad sess to it, of
coorse some fct me too. It's terrible good
for the narves, and they're tellin me it's
mortal good for studyin the vice. What's
that from the chair? Enemy-ehP Con-
found it, that's true, though. What's that
it's sayin-'Who's fool enough to put the
enemy into his mouth to stale away his
brainsT Aw, now, it's the good ould book
that's fine at summin it all up"
Still more liquor, and Jenny Balladhoo
comes forth with his fiddle. Immediate
and complete capitulation of Tommy Bill
beg ensues The harbor master never yet
heard squeak from his rivals fiddle but
the bare idea that Jenny Quark Balladhoo
should play it was really of itself too ridic-
| ulous.
Jaw, the rispen and the raspen, It's
the moo Of q COW he's on for maxim now.
Nor Then it's the sweet hoot of the DON
| key. Not that? Och, then it's safe to be
the grunt of .Jemmy's ould pig anyways"
The violinist had by this time finished
an elaborate movement, and called on the
chairman to tell the company what it was.
| Christian, who had been hard put-to to
preserve his gravity during the extraordi-
nary musical display, and had not the very
vaguest idea of what it was supposed to
| stand for, thought to get out of the diff
Guilty by flattering the performer "Oh,
that? What's that you sayS Oh of course,
why that's, of course, the Pastoral SYM
phony from the Messiah
mot at all, F" shouted the irate fiddler;
it's Rule BritanniaP
Still more noise and more liquor and a
good deal of both in the vicinity of the
chair. Kisseck, who had drunk heavily
struggled his way to the head of the table.
There were several strangers present, for
it was the custom to welcome as many of
| the Cornish, Irish or Scotch fishermen as
happened to be at Peel and cared to join
in the dubious thanksgiving, in the form
of noisy orgy Among the rest was a
young fellow in oilskins and glengarie
which being several sizes too big for him
fell low over his forehead and almost cov-
cred his eyes. He sat near to Christian
drank little and spoke not at all. When
Kisseck made his way to Christians side
he had to pass this stranger. "Who have
we here at alp" he said, trying to tip up
| the glengarie The young fellows well
timed jerk of the head defeated hicseck's
tipsy intention.
Jaw, Christian, man, said Kisseck in
whisper that was scarcely pitched with
prudent moderation even in that tumultu-
Gus assembly, "it's nice nate berth I've
| found for US at last-nice, extraordinary.
| Christian motioned his head in the direc-
ton of the young stranger, but needless of
the warming Kisseck continued: mo need
goin mcssin around graves in the ould cas-
tie and all to that, And it isn't religious
as you were sayin, and I'm one that stands
up for religion, and singin hymns at
whiles, and bit of spell at the ould
book sometimes. Aw, yes, though am
Louder. Look herel Dye hear down
yanderP Give us swipe of them sperrits
Right. Let us fill up your glass, Chris
tian Coming closer. Aw, as / was
sayin, it's in the Poolvash-Lockjaw
they're callin it now-and as nate as nate
for stowin box of tay or a roll of silk or
lace, or maybe keg of brandy, and no one
never KNOWN nothin."
The young fellow in oilskins had drop
ped his empty pewter at that moment
and it rolled behind Christians chair.
AS he stopped to recover it the chairman
wheeled round to give him room, and COM
| ing up again their eyes met for an instant
Christian made q perceptible start
Strange, at least" he muttered to him
self
More liquor and yet more till the mouth
of the monastic lamp ran over with chink
ing coin.
"Silencer shouted Bill Kisseck, strug-
Cling up to speak. "Aisy there. Here's
| to Christian Mylrea Balladhoo, and when
he gets among the kays I'm calkerlatin
it'll be all up with the lot O. them and
their laws agen honest tradin, and their
| bylaws agen the countin Of the herrin
and their new copper money, and all the
rest of their messin. What dye say, menP
And what's that you re GRIMM and wink
In at, Davy Cainp It's middlin free
| you're gettin with the masther anyhow
and If it wasn't for me he wouldn't be-
name himself by comm among the lex Of
you, singin and maxim aisy Chaps fill
up your glasses, every man Of you, dye
hearp Here's to the best gentleman in the
island, bar none-hip, hip, hooraal"
| Among the few who had not responded
with becoming alacrity to Kisseck's re-
quest was the young stranger, Observing
this as he shuffled back to his seat, Kisseck
reached over and struck at the glengarie,
which tumbled on the floor and revealed
comely face and rich mass of auburn
hair The stranger rose at this indignity
and made his way to the door. When he
got there, Danny Fayle, who was leaning
against the door jamb, looked closely into
his face and reeled back, with startled
cry. The stranger was gone the next in
| stant.
"Sce yander. What's agate of the ladP'
cried Kisseck. And every one turned to
Danny, whose cheeks were as pale as
DEATH whats it that's ailin you at ALP"
shouted Kisseck.
Ell thought it was-was-aw woman"
stammered Danny. with eyes fixed on the
door
Loud peals of laughter followed. But
wait--what was now going on at the head
of the tablet When the stranger rose,
| Christian had risen too 1t was the mo-
ment to respond to the toast, but Chris
tian glared wildly about him with tongue
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