"I was towld often that things was in prent," returned Daddy, drily, "that come out lies afther, to my own knowledge."
"But sure," added a third, "sure, didn"t the Prime Ear himself lay it all out before the Parley mint?"
"What Prime Ear are you talking about, man dear?" said Daddy, rather testily.
"Why, the Prime Ear of his Majesty, and no less. Is that satisfaction for you, eh?"
"Well, and who is the Prime Ear?"
"Why, the Prime Ear of his Majesty, I towld you before. You see, he is the one that hears of everything that is to be done for the whole impire in particular; and bekase he hears of everything, that"s the rayson he is called the Prime Ear--and a good rayson it is."
"Well, but what has that to do with the t.i.thes? I ask you again," said Daddy with his usual pertinacity.
Here he was about to be answered by the former speaker, whose definition of "The Premier," had won him golden opinions amongst the by-standers,--when he was prevented by a fourth orator, who rushed into the debate with this very elegant opening--
"Arrah! tare-an-ouns, yiz are settin" me mad, so yiz are. Why, I wondher any one "id be sitch a fool as to go arguefy with that crooked owld disciple there."
"Meanin" me?" said Daddy.
"I"d be sorry to conthcradict you, sir," said the other with an admirable mockery of politeness.
"Thank you, sir," said Daddy, with a dignity more comical than the other"s buffoonery.
"You"re kindly welkim, Daddy," returned the aggressor. "Sure, you never blieved anything yit; and I wondher any one would throw away their time sthrivin" to rightify you."
"Come, boys," said O"Hara, interrupting the discourse, with a view to prevent further bickering, "there"s no use talking about the thing now, for whatever way it is, sure we are met to bury the t.i.the, and it"s proud I am to see you all here to make merry upon the stringth of it, and I think I heerd Honor say this minit that everything is ready in the barn without, so you"ll have no difference of opinion about tackling to the breakfast, or I"m mistaken. Come, my hearties, the mate and the praties is crying, "Who"ll ate me?"--away wid you, that"s your sort;"--and he enforced his summons to the feast by pushing his guests before him towards the scene of action.
This was an ample barn, where tables of all sorts and sizes were spread, loaded with viands of the most substantial character: wooden forms, three-legged stools, broken-backed chairs, etc. etc. were in requisition for the accommodation of the female portion of the company, and the men attended first to their wants with a politeness which, though deficient in the external graces of polished life, did credit to their natures. The eating part of the business was accompanied with all the clatter that might be expected to attend such an affair; and when the eatables had been tolerably well demolished, O"Hara stood up in the midst of his guests and said he should propose to them a toast, which he knew all the boys would fill their gla.s.ses for, and that was, to drink the health of the King, and long life to him, for seeing into the rights of the thing, and doing "such a power" for them, and "more power to his elbow."--This toast was prefaced by a speech to his friends and neighbours upon the hardships of t.i.the in particular, spiced with the laste taste in life of politics in general; wherein the Repeal of the Union and Daniel O"Connell cut no inconsiderable figure; yet in the midst of the rambling address, certain glimpses of good sense and shrewd observation might be caught; and the many and powerful objections he advanced against the impost that was to be "extinct" so soon, were put forward with a force and distinctness that were worthy of a better speaker, and might have been found difficult to reply to by a more accustomed hand. He protested that he thought he had lived long enough when he had witnessed in his own life-time two such national benefits as the Catholic Emanc.i.p.ation Bill and the Abolition of t.i.thes.
O"Hara further declared, he was the happiest man alive that day only in the regard "of one thing, and that was, that his reverence, Father Hely (the priest) was not there amongst them;" and, certainly, the absence of the pastor on an occasion of festivity in the house of a snug farmer, is of rare occurrence in Ireland. "But you see," said O"Hara, "whin his rivirince heerd what it was we wor goin" to do, he thought it would be purtier on his part for to have nothin" whatsomivir to do with it, in hand, act, or part; and, indeed, boys, that shews a great deal of good breedin" in Father Hely."
This was quite agreed to by the company; and, after many cheers for O"Hara"s speech, and some other toasts pertinent to the occasion, the health of O"Hara, as founder of the feast, with the usual addenda of long life, prosperity, etc. to him and his, was drunk, and then preparations were entered Into for proceeding with the ceremony of the funeral.
"I believe we have nothing to wait for now," said O"Hara, "since you won"t have any more to drink, boys; so let us set about it at once, and make a clane day"s work of it."
"Oh, we"re not quite ready yit," said Larry Lanigan, who seemed to be a sort of master of the ceremonies on the occasion.
"What"s the delay?" asked O"Hara.
"Why, the chief murners is not arrived yit."
"What murners are you talkin" about, man?" said the other.
"Why, you know, at a grand berrin" they have always thief murners, and there"s a pair that I ordhered to be brought here for that same."
"Myself doesn"t know anything about murners," said O"Hara, "for I never seen anything finer than the keeners[6] at a berrin"; but Larry"s up to the ways of the quolity, as well as of his own sort."
"But you wouldn"t have keeners for the t.i.the, would you? Sure, the keeners is to say all the good they can of the departed, and more if they can invint it; but, sure, the divil a good thing at all they could say of the t.i.the, barrin" it was lies they wor tellin", and so it would only be throwin" away throuble."
"Thrue for you, Lanigan."
"Besides, it is like a grand berrin" belongin" to the quol"ty to have chief murners, and you know the t.i.the was aiqual to a lord or a king a"most for power."
In a short time the "murners," as Larry called them, arrived in custody of half a dozen of Larry"s chosen companions, to whom he had entrusted the execution of the mission. These chief mourners were two t.i.the proctors, who had been taken forcibly from their homes by the Lanigan party, and threatened with death unless they attended the summons of Larry to be present at "The Berrin"."
Their presence was hailed with a great shout, and the poor devils looked excessively frightened; but they were a.s.sured by O"Hara they had nothing to fear.
"I depend an you, Mr. O"Hara, for seeing us safe out of their hands,"
said one of them, for the other was dumb from terror.
"So you may," was the answer O"Hara returned. "Hurt nor harm shall not be put an you; I give you my word o" that."
"Divil a harm," said Larry. "We"ll only put you into a shoot o"
clothes that is ready for you, and you may look as melancholy as you plaze, for it is murners you are to be. Well, Honor," said he, addressing O"Hara"s daughter, "have you got the mithres and vestments ready, as I towld you?"
"Yes," said Honor; "here comes Biddy Mulligan with them from the house, for Biddy herself helped me to make them."
"And who had a betther right?" said Larry, "when it was herself that laid it all out complate, the whole thing from the beginnin", and sure enough but it was a bright thought of her. Faix, he"ll be the looky man that gets Biddy, yet."
"You had betther have her yourself, I think," said Honor, with an arch look at Larry, full of meaning.
"An" it"s that same I"ve been thinking of for some time," said Larry, laughing, and returning Honor"s look with one that repaid it with interest "But where is she at all? Oh, here she comes with the duds, and Mike Noonan afther her; throth, he"s following her about all this mornin" like a sucking calf. I"m afeard Mikee is going to sarc.u.mvint me wid Biddy; but he"d betther mind what he"s at."
Here the conversation was interrupted by the advance of Biddy Mulligan, "and Mikee Noonan afther her," bearing some grotesque imitation of clerical vestments made of coa.r.s.e sacking, and two enormous head-dresses made of straw, in the fashion of mitres; these were decorated with black rags hung fantastically about them, while the vestments were smeared over with black stripes in no very regular order.
"Come here," said Larry to the t.i.the proctors; "come here, antil we put you into your regimentals."
"What are you goin" to do with us, Mr. Lanigan?" said the frightened poor wretch, while his knees knocked together with terror.
"We are just goin" to make a pair o" bishops of you," said Lanigan; "and sure that"s promotion for you."
"Oh, Mr. O"Hara," said the proctor, "sure you won"t let them tie us up in them sacks."
"Do you hear what he calls the iligant vestments we made a" purpose for him? They are sackcloth, to be sure, and why not--seeing as how that you are to be the chief murners? and sackcloth and ashes is what you must be dhressed in, accordin" to rayson. Here, my buck," said the rollicking Larry, "I"ll be your vally de sham myself," and he proceeded to put the dress on the terrified t.i.the proctor.
"Oh, Mr. Lanigan dear!" said he, "don"t murther me, if you plaze."
"Murther you!--arrah, who"s going to murther you? Do you think I"d dirty my hands wid killin" a snakin" t.i.the procthor?"
"Indeed, that"s thrue, Mr. Lanigan; it would not be worth your while."
"Here now," said Larry, "howld your head till I put the mithre an you, and make you a bishop complate. But wait a bit; throth, I was nigh forgettin" the ashes, and that would have been a great loss to both o"
you, bekase you wouldn"t be right murners at all without them, and the people would think you wor only purtendin"." This last bit of Larry"s waggery produced great merriment amongst the by-standers, for the unfortunate t.i.the proctors were looking at that moment most doleful examples of wretchedness. A large shovelful of turf ashes was now shaken over their heads, and then they were decorated with their mitres. "Tut, man," said Larry to one of them, "don"t thrimble like a dog in a wet sack. Oh, thin, look at him how pale he"s turned, the dirty coward that he is. I tell you, we"re not goin" to do you any hurt, so you needn"t be lookin" in sitch mortial dhread. By gor, you"re as white as pen"orth o" curds in a sweep"s fist."
With many such jokes at the expense of the t.i.the proctors, they were attired in their caricature robes and mitres, and presented with a pair of pitchforks, by way of crosiers, and were recommended at the same time to make hay while the sun shone, "bekase the fine weather would be lavin" them soon;" with many other bitter sarcasms, conveyed in the language of ridicule.
The procession was now soon arranged, and, as they had their chief mourners, it was thought a good point of contrast to have their chief rejoicers as well. To this end, in a large cart they put a sow and her litter of pigs, decorated with ribands, a sheaf of wheat standing proudly erect, a bowl of large potatoes, which, at Honor O"Hara"s suggestion, were boiled, that they might be laughing on the occasion, and over these was hung a rude banner, on which was written, "We may stay at home now."
In this cart, Hoppy Houligan, the fiddler, with a piper as a coadjutor, rasped and squeaked their best to the tune of "Go to the devil and shake yourself," which was meant to convey a delicate hint to the t.i.thes for the future.