The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 18??-1935, 1896-05-08

| mar Tommy Bill beg responded TO loud
requests for The LADIES' He reminded
the company of the old saying, mo her
ring no wedding, and then, with some
pardOnable RESPONSIVENESS he said he was
terrible glad" TO have the fleet around
Peeland not away in those outlandish for
sign parts, Kinstle and Scotland, for when
they were there he felt like the chairman's
namcsakc Christian, in the Pilgrims
Progress And what is it he is saying
in the good ould book" exclaimed Tom
my" My occupation goncp "
Then came more liquor and some sing
ing Christian sang too He sang" Black
! Eyed Sue amid audible sObs
The voice he has anyway, and the loud
II is and the tender, and the way he slid
dcrs 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 "a sorter Of rippin up yer innards
to get the hook out of yer gills.
"Aw lovely he sing-lovely uncom-
mon
Well, tOuld you so allis said It. "
kissccE listened to this dialogue at his
end of the table with lofty smile ITS
nothin. he said cundcscendingly That's
nothin You should hear him out on the
boat when were 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
Bi.!-beg. climbing with difficulty to LIS
feet "Moie liquor for the chair And
for some one beside-is that what they re
sayinY Well, look here, bad sess to it, of
coorse some for me too. It's terrible good
for the narves, and they're tellin me it's
mortal good for studyin the vice. What
that from the chairy Enemy-ehY 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
brains' Aw, now, it's the good ould book
that's fine at summin it all up"
, Still more liquor, ana 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 rival $ 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 o COW he's on for maxim now.
+ Nor Then it's the sweet boot of the don
, key. Not that? Och, then it's safe to Oe
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 dis ply, and had not the very
vaguest idea of what it was supposed to
, stand for thought to get out OF the diff
Guilty by tlattering the performer. ooh,
: thatY What's that you say? Oh, of course,
, why that's of course, the Pastoral SYM
phony from the Messiah.
mot at all" shouted the irate fiddler;
!, its Rule Britannica
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 a glengarie,
a which being several sizes too big for him
! fell low over his forehead and almost COW
. 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 all?' he said, trying to tip up
? the glengarie The young fellows well
q timed jerk of the head defeated Kisseck {
: tipsy intention.
Jaw, Christian, man" said Kisseck In
{ whisper that was scarcely pitched with
r prudent moderation even in that tumultu-
: Gus assembly tits a 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
4 the warning Eisseck continued: mo need
: goin messin around graves in the ould cas-
Q tie and all to that And it isn't religious
as you were sayin, and I'm one that stands
O up for religion, and singin hymns at
q whites, and bit of spell at the ould
= book sometimes Aw, yes, though l am.
n Louder. Look herel Dye hear down
yander? Give us a swipe of them sperrits
i Right Let us fill up your glass, Chris
g tian Coming closer. Aw, as l was
sayin, It's in the Poolvash-Lockjaw
r theyr calm it now-and as nate as nate
r for stowin a box of tay or a roll of silk OF
: lace or maybe keg of brandy, and no one
v never KNOWN nOthin.
= The young fellow in oilskins had drop
= ped his empty pewter at that moment
and it rolled behind Christians chair.
i AS he stopped to recover it the chairman
h wheeled round to give him room, and com
$ ing up again their eyes met for an instant
n Christian made a perceptible start
q Strange, at least, he muttered to him
/, self
o More liquor and yet more till the mouth
l. of the monastic lamp ran over with chink
% ing coin
g "Silencel shouted Bill Kisseck strug
Cling up to speak. "Aisy there Here's
10 to Christian Mylrea Balladhoo, and wher
Is he gets among the kays I'm calkerlatir
;, it'll be all up with the lot O. them ant
d their laws agen honest tradin, and theil
n bylaws agen the countin of the herrin
It and their new copper money, and all th'
l. rest of their messin. What dye say, men
IS And what's that you re GRIMM and wink
n in at, Davy CainY It's middlin FREE
Won re rettiu with the masther ANYHOW