The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1895-06-01

wives and little ones huddled behind in
the darkness. groaned aloud with the pain
of their joy in Murty Mordha.
1t sweled the greatness of Murtogh when
they looked upon those who followed him.
ut is the soggarth latham" they whis-
pered, at view of the young priest, with
his pointed face and untimely whtened
hair. He would not turn his ferret glance
to right or left, as he followed close in his
cousins lordly footsteps. for the reason
that these sea wolves of Dunlogher had
ravished and burnt his fathers country
within the year, and slain his brother.
and gnashed their teeth now, even as he
passed, for rage at the sight of him.
And the messenger who came to speak
to Murty the words of the king of Spain
They grinned as they stared upon him.
An eel-ny, n lame nedgeling gull. young
crab that has lost Its shell. Thus they
murmured of him. His legs were scarce
the biggness OF n Cape woman's arms, and
were clad in red silken cloth stretched as
close as skin. He had foolish little feet.
with boots of yellow leather rising to tho
knee, and from the mld-thigh to the waist
were unseemly bulglng brooches, blown
out like buoy, and gashed downwise
with stripes of glowing colors. repeated
again in his flowing sleeves. His FURNISHED
steel corset and long reed-like sword
would be toys for children In Dunlogher.
His face. under It's wide plumed hat of
drab felt, was that of no soldier Mt ala
thin, smooth, rounded face of u strange
smoky darkness of hue, with tiny up
turned moustachios, and delicately bended
nose. And the eyes of him! They seemed
to be the half of his countenance in size,
what with their great dusky-whlte balls.
and shoo-black centres, and their thick
raven frlnges and brows that Joined each
other. The armed kernes who stood near
est took not much heed of these eyes, but
the older women, peeping between their
shoulders, saw little else, and they made
the sign OF the cross Mt the sight.
When two hours had passed the baser
folk of Dunlogher knew roughly what
was In the wind. Two wayfaring men of
humble station had come In the train of
tho Spaniard. and though they had no
Irish, their story somehow made itself
told. A ship from Spain, which indeed
Dunlogher had seen pass q week before,
had'put in at Dingle. on the Kerry coast,
and had landed James Fltzmaurlce, the
papal legate Sanders, some other clergy,
and score and more Spanish gentlemen
or men at arms. with n banner blessed by
the Holy Father. A great army from Spain
and Italy would follow In their wake. But
meantime, the first comers were building
a fort Mt Smerwick, and the clan of Fltz-
gefald was up and messengers were flying
through the length and breadth of Nuns
ter and Connaught, passing the word to
tho Catholic chiefs that the hour OF driv-
Ing the English into the sea was at hand.
The lower floors Of the castle and tho
pleasant grassy bawns outside, cool with
the soft sea wind Of tho summer night,
were stirred to n common fervor by these
tidngs. The other O'Mahonys. the chiefs
of Dunmanus and Dunbeacon to the north,
OF Ballydevlin. Leamcon, Ardintenant and
Rosbrin to the south, and elsewhere In
Desmond the O'Sullivans, MacCarthys,
O'Driscolls, and the rest were clashng
their shields. All. when they should see
Murty striding into, the feldl ,,,,