The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1896-10-16


story OF IL IL yer honor won't be tired"
NO." said, affably, Ego on; am
very interested" and / sat myself on
the fence that bounded his potato gar
den.
"Well. yer honor" said Patsey, again
adjusting his equilibrium with the
spade. could Mile llarrigan lived down
at killshela, on n snug farm he rinted
from the ould master. Twas more
than few acres, but twas proime fat
TENN land, and he had a tidy lot OF
stock on IL; he had half a doe n heifers,
and four good dairy COWS, and an IL
| ligant lot OF pigs. and two daughters
and son. But that same son was
misfortunate idgit. and came to no good
a. the long end What wild whisky and
divilment the farm went to the bad
and they TUX it from him; but that was
afterwards when the father was dead
rest to his soul for he was an hon
est mana decent. honest man, so he
was.
Well sor, the two girls were as diff
ferent from their misfortunate broth
er as they was from one another.
Bridget, the eldest, was as handsome
CURL rs yed see anywhere in them
days Oh! the saints be praised, but
she was as straight as the handle OF this
spade. yer honor. and walked like n
dhragoon, only light and aisy-like
And her Dyes! Well, / tell yer honor
her Dyes were dangerous; she'd shoot
fire at We so that We couldn't see for a
T minute afther; and her teeth-white as
eggs. yer honor. All! twas she that
made short work of plate of bacon
and praties wild them little white teeth
: Of hers. Peggy. the second, was as
ugly rs the divil's mother-in-law, savin'
yer honor's presence. They say that
2 the pig rolled upon her when she was a
baby, and faith. if il is true il must
S have been a grand fat pig intoirely
for her face was fiat as the lid of warm
ing-pan. She was freckled, her han
was red, and not much of that same
and she squinted so that she could sex
one eve with the other! But, barring
!. these misfortunes. she was good CURL
and could milk a cow and make bet
ter butter than Bridget, wild all hel
beauty
ooh! blood an 'ounds. but we lia'
great tonnes at the cross roads on sun
- day in those days. when little Bill.
: Sheehan, the fiddler. was aloiye. Bill.
= could set the Saints dancn' in Lent, tn
T, little spalpecn he could, so he could
= wild one rasp on his fiddle me legs Jus
took command of me carcass. the mis-
: chief such an Instrument for stirring
lAa hao ri "a 1
!, last thrump.
well. yer honor Bridget could dane
~ like a sunbeam on a running watne'
- and faith ugly Peg wasn't bad at
"a iir: but | was too grand TO be on I'll
ne hure wild the loikes of her. used
ir dance wild Bridget till Ia he like
n dhrop wild fatigue; but as for he
,g she'd hould at it as long as the mus
10 and the BOYS all round would shot
ra and clap their hands TO keep us at
And Billy would make his ould fdd
to scrcech and holla. till the Bow WEI
so fast it seemed loike a streak of ligh
IN And there was pantin' fit to burst II
| lungs fornst me lady who just stel
-, il out smilin' and aisy like a landloi
on riDt day.
"a at was well known that the two CIR
Of had tidy fortunes; each was TO ha'
,st couple of heifers and brace OF pig
~. and il was said that there would be
rlx ten pound note on the wedding day =
"a the men who gut them, SO they werei
wantin' bows. neither the one nor 4
!, other OF EN-. But the only man w
had q chance wild Bridget beside mes'
was Tom O'Shca. He was always
~, nuict boy. was Tom. but he was territ
Ia hard to get over. and he could dane
~. too. pretty tidy-for all that his le
were so long. he could belt the lure
them better than most, but he could'
-. hould out as long as did; aud as
, i, the others. they Were shy CIV ASK
~ Bridget. for 'twould ashamed they'd
III. 10 be danced down he n woman, and
III, Tom and me had her most to ourselv'
!, 4, but twas me she'd walk home wild do'
I'M, the bohereen to the house when
dancin' was over. And everyone thong
,.e- il was me she fancied, and so fa'
did /. only ! never axed her; because,
see. lived wild me mother IN the
~. ,age. an | hadn't a house to take
- to. And so / sailed on aisy an G.
~. tinted like. dancin' me legs OF ev'
~ Sunday wild the handsomest CURL IN
barony. and all the boys ready to sl'
he the legs off me wild Jealousy. W
;,.,a yer honor, all went well till he
- masters eldest son, the captjn G
,r;r home and he tuck me away 10 BAL
ASIDE TO bring hack hunter that
IA wanted TO buy there.
Mi. "Afther a deal of conthriving. for
her captin was hard to suit, and vic
IN man on horse. at last was satist
any and l brought back home the G
trnriest divil Of brute basic that
outv n man threw his leg over 81
nj n chestnut skamin' creature, wid
chill that he'd switch round and round
with the fan ov n winnowin' machine.
ears would lie back on his head s.
auty ms IL he hadn't any. And the white
! fat. his eyes were as red as blood! ~
N TO needn't laugh, yer honor, It's rs u
as Gospel what am telling we! '
49,. sor this terrible basic dislocated e'