The Harrison times. (Harrison, Boone Co., Ark) 1876-1938, 1900-08-04

INV WOids SOhSSiHluS ttiS ~ Is IL SipS
of this fair island, the first sight OF
whose shores filled me with a strange II
exultation, At Queenstown our
luggage passed through the hands
of the customs officers. whose long
experience with the American tour
ist has taught them that a careful
examinati ton thereof is an unpleas-
ant and Improbable task. So that
job was quickly off our hands, Then
our luggage was locked in a van all
to itself. to be forwarded to killar-
ney, while we took seats in the queer
little boxes that form the several
compartments of the English rail
way coach. g be whirled O 70
! sork YheEs. We had q hasty lnnelaI \.
!FE ~ - ll6EzF Es6d FIIsh :
started, in jaunting cars, for q ride
about the city, during which we Wis
tied st. Fin Barre's Cathedral, the
third OF its name to occupy the pres
en- site since the 1th century. NV
driver, n voluble but entertaining |
old fellow, bearing the name of Mi I
chael Mahonev, showing me the 1
grave in the Cathedral yard, of one t
Richard Parker, who lived il the in I
scription on his tomb is to be relied i
upon, no less than 145 years, yield i
ing up the ghost in 1881 As proof t
that the Parkefs were in the habit i
OF living long, his son, who lies by t
his side same authority,-lived no Y
less than 1877 years. Then we drove il
to spot had long hoped to visit, I
St. Anne's church, Protestant, in the k
old beltry of which still hang the IA t
nous BELLS o Shandon' of which o
Francis Mahony Father Prout) a
wrote so beautifully, years ago. in c.
that little poem that has fingered in t
my memory always, it seems to me, o
and which breathes the purest spirit h
of patriotism and devotion. | give t,
the first verse: q
with deep affection Il
And recollection.
often think of
The Shandon Bells, b
Whose sounds so wild would &C
In days of childhood el
Fling round cradle b.
Their magic spells.
On this ponder =
Where'er wander, m
And ads tRHst ggr 9SFNk, f9 81 dteats; IS s
With thy Bells O. Shandon, Al
That sound so grand on
The pleasant waters ~
OF the river Lee" NJ
should like to quote the entire y
poem, but it is familiar to so many .
people will refrain. You may be =
sure we heard the chimes. for shil- y
ing in the palm of the sexton, in this =
land of tips, would have worked =
greater wonders than that. Outside =
the churchyard, where our jaunting- .
cars awaited us, motley crowd of =
.ouraJ ,,,.ol,;,,c ,.,;tl 80, I,a,,,D+ ba;~ | 81
and dirty faces, had gathered to =
pounce upon us, and touch the tips F"
of their fingers to their caps. and :
beg pennies OF us. So persistent are ~
these beggars that il you but smile !"
Mt them, or manifest the least inter v
est in them they will follow you for :"
two squares. Hard by the doors of 9
St Anne's is the famous Cork Butter D
Market, which has recently been d
damaged by hre. Leaving Cork in a
the early afternoon, by iaunting-car, P
we drove nine miles to Blarney-Cas-
tie, celebrated in song and story. 1t q
is not much of ruin, and it, does Il
not figure to any great extent in his :
tory, deriving its chief interest from u
the famous BIarney Stone. Il
80, did you meier hear of the Blarney,
That's found near the banks of Killarney? d
Believe it from me- Ii
No girls heart is free, a
Once she hears the sweet sound of the Il
Blarney. b
For the Blarney's so great decever,
That girl thinks you're there, though 5
you leave her; s
And never finds out
All the tricks you're about,
Till she's quite gone herself with your
Barney" l.
Samuel Lover wrote thus, and we |
saw a tablet TODAY, in st. Patrick's t
Cathedral. this city, to the memory r
of Lover. That fact, however, does
not add to or detract from the mer- Il
it's Of the Blarney Stone, and the h
young gentlemen in our party. not I
to leave any stone unturned, lin this |
case unkisscd, that promised aid in Z
any emergency involving the affee- I
tons, promptly kissed the Blarney, I
thereby inviting no end of microbic Z
disaster, since the Blarney is kissed !
every day, at this season, by men Of
all ages and from all parts of the