The Muskogee cimeter. [volume] (Muskogee, Indian Territory, Okla.) 1901-19??, 1906-04-26
THE BODACH
OF GLENMORAN
An Irish Folk Tale
By SEUMAS MACMANUS
tCopyright, 1905. by Joseph b. Bowles)

as the apple of his eye to him.
brave boy the son was when he grew
up, and nothing would do him but he
would go away to push his fortune.
When he was going off, Crohoore
warned him on the peril Of his life not
to hire with the Bodach Of Glenmoran,
for though he offered big wages to en-
tice men into his power, he always
managed to make the man hired with
him rue the day. The lad when he was
going off promised to mind this, but
on his way through Glenmoran who
should he meet but the Bodach himself,
and the Bodach asked where he was
going and what he was looking for.
81 am going" says the young fellow,
says he, ito push my fortune. | am
looking for good master"
That Is lucky" says the Bodach,
says he, "for | am looking for good
man. VIII you hire with me?"
NO." says the young fellow, 81 will
not hire with you, because my father
warned me against you. and said it
would be worse for me IL did, for that
you were very bad entirely to your
boys"
The Bodach said: 81 will engage
you for year and day, and give you
gold guinea every day of them, pro-
vided," says he, that you do every
thing you are bid. and that you will
never say you rued the day you hired
with me; and" says the Bodach, "(for
! like to be JUST will engage for my
part that IL | ever say | rue the day
] hired you, your wages will be dou-
bled, and, moreover, should either Of
us be guilty of ruing the day, the other
will have leave to draw him at a cart
tail, and fog him through the nine
towns"
Well, these looked grand wages en-
tirely to Crohoore's poor son, and,
thinking of the rich man he would go
back home, he couldn't help but agree
20 them, and away home with the Bo-
dach he went.
The very next day. when the young
fellow got his breakfast, the Bodach
took him out and sent him with plow
and pair of horses into park that
was three miles every way. And says
the Bodach, says he:
Your dinner will be ready for you
when you are done plowing that field,
but don't on the peril Of your life come
in till the last sod is turned"
The poor fellow when he looked at
the size Of the field, three miles every
way. and thought that he wasn't to
get dinner till he had every sod Of II
turned, his heart went down to his
boots. and little wonder. But he fell
to anyhow, and he began to plow, and
every furrow took him two hours from
start to finish, and he hadn't half-a-
dozen burrows plowed in the field when
he dropped down from weakness and
the fair dint Of hunger
The Bodach he come out to see how
he was getting along, and he came up
to him where he was lying, and he
gives him the toe of his boot, and Get
up out of that" says he.
"Oh. oh. wearys me-" says the young
fellow. "to ever hire WIN you anyhow
II had only observed my poor fathers
advice"
What, what" says the Bodach, says
he, sure it's not ruiz your bargain
you are"
Indeed and II is" says the young
fellow, says he. "ruing 1t sorely."
"All right" says the Bodach, says
he. Get up out of this and come along
with me in double quick time," and he
got him by the scruff Of the neck and
he hauled him with him. And he tied
him to the tail of the cart, and fogged
him through the nine towns. till the
poor young fellow was a spectacle OF