The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1905-08-26
great . measure Of poetic justice. A reatl-
able and excellently written story.
Casey From America.

able and excellently written story.
Casey From America.
We have what We are willing to regard
a. the original and historical case Of Casey
at the bat In the opening part Of Canon
Sheehan's story OF "Glenanaar" Longmans,
Green 4 Coz. This Characteristic Irish
tale, which makes use Of a good deal OF
history, introduces to us in the beginning
visitor in Ireland who was plainly from
the United States, and for that reason was
called +The Yank" in the village where he
very splendidly descended. He took our
breath away with his grandeur says his
historian "and people looked at him side
ways, partly because OF his dazzling equip
ment and partly because he had a curious
habit Of looking one straight in the face,
which Is sometimes disconcerting. He Is
guilty OF one shortcoming which we are
given to understand is surely fatal to the
chances OF anybody for popularity in an
Irish village-he refused steadfastly to
alleviate curiosity concerning himself and
his business At the same time he was
fine man physically; his proportions filed
the eye; as he stood in his princely American
clothes there was no installing his great
athletic potendalities.
On Sunday afternoon In the late summer
there was q hurting match in the village
park. It was the Cork Shandons against
the brave home Skirmishers. Nothing
lees than the county championship was
involved. The interest and expectation
had long been tremendous; 1t 10 probable
that every soul from Glenanaar to Two
pothouse was present or mad with dis
appointment at not being. Tho outpour-
ing, indeed. was mighty. and must have
proceeded In large measure from points
even more remote. The author fingers
pleasurably upon It's numbers and its
fine appearance. 1T would" he says,
surprise any one familiar with all the
modern, doleful jeremiads about the de-
population Of Ireland to see such smartly
dressed, bright, intelligent crowd In coun-
try village. And II he had any misgivings
or doubts about the physique and pluck OF
the fighting race' he had only to stand still
when the athletes striped for the contests.
and sec In those clean out, we'll knit figures
the nerve and muscles that 60 to build up
an energetic and pushing race.
The powerful figure from America was
noticeable, though he tried to make himself
incompicuous. when the warning masses
came together and the din and tumut Of the
fold were at their height he smoked calmly
and betrayed no extraordinary. interest.
fit to arouse himself. The home captain
had boon taken suddenly Ill. There was
CONSERVATION in the ranks OF the Skirmish-
ers. Who was there to take the captains
plaoe' The man from America took it.
In jiffy he had the ball and was irresistibly
on his way to the goal Of the Shandons.
Stop him? As we'll attempt to dam up tho
waters Of the Nile with bulrushes. He cut
his way through the futile opposition 1as
clean as a swath Of ripe corn is leveed
by the teeth Of the moving machine in the
early harvest time The historian heard
him cry, II amin an diaoul' as he swept
by, and knew him then for an Irishman.
An aged onlooker expressed an opinion.
"Begobe," said he, there was nothin'
seen like it since Casey the Hurler's time.
The man from America was touched. Said
he: Say that again, mister Il say
repeated the aged onlooker. that there
was nothin' seen like that since Terence
Casey, singlehanded, bate the parishes Of
kirkpatrick and Glenroe." The wonder
was explained little later. The man
from America was no other than Terence
Casey himsef-even Casey the Hurler,
in whose honor was created the fine and
stirring ballad which runs:
Then here's 10 bould young Caseyi
Like lion did he chase ye.
From the Gatees to the luncheon.
From the luncheon TO the say:
Sure naythcr Mars nor Hecthor
Would eyer prove the vlcthor
When bould young Caseys hurley
1t went dancing through the fray.
The story goes back to certain famous
and lamentable history in tracing Casey's
ancestry. 1t relates the trial Of the So
called Doheraile conspirators at the Cork
Assizes in October, 1929. Perjured witnesses
and hostile Judiciary were carrying mat
tiers with high hand. Perfectly and OBJ
viously innocent men were In danger OF
being legally hanged when young William
Burke, brother OF one Of the victims. rode
ninety miles after the great O'Connell the
"one man In Ireland in the world capable Of
making an effective defense. The messen-
ger carried the dire true story for persuasion
and 100 guineas for fee. Furiously he
rode. Wayfarers meeting him leaped aside
into the bitches to save themselves. IT'S
a ride for life or death!' they said to one
another. children covered over the half
smouldefing embers in their cabins when
the swift. heavy tread Of the gallop smote
their ears, and they whispered The head
less horsemanP
O'Connell was resting from his Parlia-
mentary labors in his remote retreat Of
Derrynane, on the Atlantic edge OF the
Kingdom Of Kerry. 1t was a Sabbath
morning and he was at breakfast when
young Burke was brought in to him. Said
Burke: Il left Cork last evening at night
fall. and rode ninety miles to bee you.
Counselor. There are four men already
under sentence Of deaf in Cork on account
Of the Doneraile conspiracy. There are
seventeen more to be tried. among them
my brother John. II you don't come
Dohety Grown Advocate) will hang
every pothsr's son Of them. Here are
hundred guinaas! II you como our men
are saved, and you'll have the blessings
Of their mothers and wives forever!'
O'Connell was at the Cork Assizes next
morning and he saved them. The story
goes on to relate much that is interesting.