Well, be this time the sarvint boys and the rest iv them wor up an" half dressed, an" in they all run, one on top iv another, wid pitchforks and spades, thinkin" it was only what his Raverance slep" a dhrame iv the like, by means of the punch he was afther takin" just before he rowl"d himself into the bed. But, begorra, whin they seen it was raly Billy Malowney himself that was in it, it was only who"d be foremost out agin, tumblin" backways, one over another, and his Raverance roarin" an"
cursin" them like mad for not waitin" for him.
Well, my dear, it was betther than half an hour before Billy Malowney could explain to them all how it raly was himself, for begorra they were all iv them persuadin" him that he was a spirit to that degree it"s a wondher he did not give in to it, if it was only to put a stop to the argiment.
Well, his Raverance tould the ould people then there was no use in sthrivin" agin the will iv Providence an" the vagaries iv love united; an" whin they kem to undherstand to a sartinty how Billy had a shillin"
a day for the rest iv his days, begorra they took rather a likin" to him, and considhered at wanst how he must hav riz out of all his nansinse entirely, or His gracious Majesty id never have condescinded to show him his countenance every day of his life on a silver shillin".
An" so, begorra, they never stopt till it was all settled--an" there was not sich a weddin" as that in the counthry sinst. It"s more than forty years ago, an" though I was no more nor a gossoon meself, I remimber it like yesterday. Molly never looked so purty before, an" Billy Malowney was plisant beyont all hearin", to that degree that half the girls in it was fairly tarin" mad--only they would not let on--they had not him to themselves in place iv her. An" begorra, I"d be afeared to tell ye, because you would not believe me, since that blessid man Father Mathew put an ent to all soorts of sociality, the Lord reward him, how many gallons iv pottieen whisky was dhrank upon that most solemn and tindher occaison.
Pat Hanlon, the piper, had a faver out iv it; an" Neddy Shawn Heigue, mountin" his horse the wrong way, broke his collar-bone, by the manes iv fallin" over his tail while he was feelin" for his head; an" Payther Brian, the horse-docther, I am tould, was never quite right in the head ever afther; an" ould Tim Donovan was singin" the "Colleen Rue" night and day for a full week; an", begorra the weddin" was only the foundation iv fun, and the beginning iv divarsion, for there was not a year for ten years afther, an" more, but brought round a christenin" as regular as the sasins revarted.
A Pleasant Journey.
_From the Confessions of Harry Lorrequer._
BY CHARLES LEVER.
I, Harry Lorrequer, was awaiting the mail coach anxiously in the Inn at Naas, when at last there was the sound of wheels, and the driver came into the room, a spectacle of condensed moisture.
"Going on to-night, sir," said he, addressing me; "severe weather, and no chance of its clearing--but, of course, you"re inside."
"Why, there is very little doubt of that," said I. "Are you nearly full inside?"
"Only one, sir; but he seems a real queer chap; made fifty inquiries at the office if he could not have the whole inside for himself, and when he heard that one place had been taken--yours, I believe, sir,--he seemed like a scalded bear."
"You don"t know his name, then?"
"No, sir, he never gave a name at the office, and his only luggage is two brown paper parcels, without any ticket, and he has them inside: indeed, he never lets them from him, even for a second."
Here the guard"s horn sounded.
As I pa.s.sed from the inn-door to the coach, I congratulated myself that I was about to be housed from the terrific storm of wind and rain that raged without.
"Here"s the step, sir," said the guard; "get in, sir, two minutes late already."
"I beg your pardon, sir," said I, as I half fell over the legs of my unseen companion. "May I request leave to pa.s.s you?" While he made way for me for this purpose, I perceived that he stooped down and said something to the guard, who, from his answer, had evidently been questioned as to who I was.
"And how did he get here if he took his place in Dublin?" asked the unknown.
"Came half an hour since, sir, in a chaise-and-four," said the guard, as he banged the door behind him, and closed the interview.
"A severe night, sir," said I.
"Mighty severe," briefly and half-crustily replied the unknown, in a strong Cork accent.
"And a bad road, too, sir," said I.
"That"s the reason I always go armed," said the unknown, clinking at the same moment something like the barrel of a pistol.
Wondering somewhat at his readiness to mistake my meaning, I felt disposed to drop any further effort to draw him out, and was about to address myself to sleep as comfortably as I could.
"I"ll just trouble ye to lean off that little parcel there, sir," said he, as he displaced from its position beneath my elbow one of the paper packages the guard had already alluded to.
In complying with this rather gruff demand one of my pocket pistols, which I carried in my breast-pocket, fell out upon his knee, upon which he immediately started, and asked, hurriedly: "And are you armed, too?"
"Why yes," said I laughingly; "men of my trade seldom go without something of this kind."
"I was just thinking that same," said the traveller with a half sigh to himself.
I was just settling myself in my corner when I was startled by a very melancholy groan.
"Are you ill, sir?" said I, in a voice of some anxiety.
"You may say that," replied he, "if you knew who you were talking to; although, maybe, you"ve heard enough of me, though you never saw me till now."
"Without having that pleasure even yet," said I, "it would grieve me to think you should be ill in the coach."
"Maybe it might. Did ye ever hear tell of Barney Doyle?" said he.
"Not to my recollection."
"Then I"m Barney," said he, "that"s in all the newspapers in the metropolis. I"m seventeen weeks in Jervis Street Hospital, and four in the Lunatic, and the sorra bit better, after all. You must be a stranger, I"m thinking, or you"d know me now."
"Why, I do confess I"ve only been a few hours in Ireland for the last six months."
"Aye, that"s the reason; I knew you would not be fond of travelling with me if you knew who it was."
"Why, really, I did not antic.i.p.ate the pleasure of meeting you."
"It"s pleasure ye call it; then there"s no accountin" for tastes, as Dr.
Colles said, when he saw me bite Cusack Rooney"s thumb off."
"Bite a man"s thumb off!"
"Aye," said he, with a kind of fiendish animation, "in one chop, I wish you"d see how I scattered the consultation;--they didn"t wait to ax for a fee."
"A very pleasant vicinity," thought I. "And may I ask, sir," said I, in a very mild and soothing tone of voice--"may I ask the reason for this singular propensity of yours?"
"There it is now, my dear," said he, laying his hand upon my knee familiarly, "that"s just the very thing they can"t make out. Colles says it"s all the cerebellum, ye see, that"s inflamed and combusted, and some of the others think it"s the spine; and more the muscles; but my real impression is, not a bit they know about it at all."
"And have they no name for the malady?" said I.
"Oh, sure enough they have a name for it."
"And may I ask----"