The Ned M'Keown Stories eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 352 pages of information about The Ned M'Keown Stories.

The Ned M'Keown Stories eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 352 pages of information about The Ned M'Keown Stories.

“I believe,” said Andy, “that, too, was a dashing one; however, it’s your own we want.  Come, Nancy, fill these measures again, and let us be comfortable, at all events, and give Shane a double one, for talking’s druthy work:—­I’ll stand this round.”

When the liquor was got in, Shane, after taking a draught, laid down his pint, pulled out his steel tobacco-box, and, after twisting off a chew between his teeth, closed the box, and commenced the story of his wedding.

“When I was a Brine-Oge,"* said Shane, “I was as wild as an unbroken cowlt—­no divilment was too hard for me; and so sign’s on it, for there wasn’t a piece of mischief done in the parish, but was laid at my door—­and the dear knows I had enough of my own to answer for, let alone to be set down for that of other people; but, any way, there was many a thing done in my name, when I knew neither act nor part about it.  One of them I’ll mintion:  Dick Cuillenan, father to Paddy, that lives at the crass-roads, beyant Gunpowdher Lodge, was over head and ears in love with Jemmy Finigan’s eldest daughter, Mary, then, sure enough, as purty a girl as you’d meet in a fair—­indeed, I think I’m looking at her, with her fair flaxen ringlets hanging over her shoulders, as she used to pass our house, going to mass of a Sunday.  God rest her sowl, she’s now in glory—­that was before she was my wife.  Many a happy day we passed together; and I could take it to my death, that an ill word, let alone to rise our hands to one another, never passed between us—­only one day, that a word or two happened about the dinner, in the middle of Lent, being a little too late, so that the horses were kept nigh half an hour out of the plough; and I wouldn’t have valued that so much, only that it was Beal Cam** Doherty that joined*** me in ploughing that year—­and I was vexed not to take all I could out of him, for he was a raal Turk himself.

* A young man full of fun and frolic.  The word literally signifies Young Brian.  Such phrases originate thus:—­A young man remarkable for one or more qualities of a particular nature becomes so famous for them that his name, in the course of time, is applied to others, as conveying the same character.

     ** Crooked mouth.

***In Ireland, small farmers who cannot afford to keep more than one horse are in the habit of “joining,” as it is termed—­that is, of putting their horses together so as to form a yoke, when they plough each other’s farms, working alternately, sometimes, by the week, half-week, or day; that is, I plough this day, or this week, and you the next day, or week, until our crops are got down.  In this case, each is anxious to take as much out of the horses as he can, especially where the farms are unequal.  For instance, where one farm is larger than another the difference must be paid by the owner of the larger one in horse-labor, man-labor, or money; but that he may have as little to pay as possible,
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