Sketches of Irish Character (Volume 2) (Paperback)

Book may have numerous typos, missing text, images, or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1829. Excerpt: ... last Sunday, on account of her havin' tasted something besides new milk in the mornins, poor thing She has a wake head, and a warm heart, and a nimble tongue (not that she's by any manner o' manes as fine spoken a woman as Mrs. Murphy--far from it), but ony way, she's almost ashamed to let the bames o" day see her face; sure she can't help her wake head, the sowl and she'll niver recover--barring you spake the soft word for a poor distressed neighbour." "Oh, Martin, you know she is always tipsy." "Oh no, 'pon my conscience, Miss, she niver takes more nor a noggin afore breakfast, and ony way she can't help it--it's the nature o' the cratur. Oh do spake the good word." "Martin, did Lavery get the saddle back?" "Och thin I knew I had somethin' to tell ye; aye, sure enough it came of itself seemingly; sated quiet and civil at the door this mornin'; and it's Friar Donovan, Jack Lavery may thank for that, for Jack complained it to him, how he lost his beautiful saddle as good as new, for his father bought it a little afore he died, and 'tis not much above ten years agone, and what signifies the few times it was crossed, an' it a Dublin saddle. So, Friar Donovan, like a good christian, didn't wish the poor man to be at the loss of the saddle, and so, says he, an' he praching for Father Clancy in the chapel of Rathangan, says he (he's a powerful man) says he--I know the boy that stole that saddle (as well he might, for I knew him myself) and what's more, says he, if he that has it, does not return it to honest Jack Lavery afore to-morrow night, he'll be riding' upon that same saddle through;I ax y'er pardon, it's not fit for a young lady to hear; only it's the Divil's coort he meant, and said it out plump and plain in the face of the congregation--he'll be riding through the very...