Phelim Otoole's Courtship and Other Stories eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 520 pages of information about Phelim Otoole's Courtship and Other Stories.

Phelim Otoole's Courtship and Other Stories eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 520 pages of information about Phelim Otoole's Courtship and Other Stories.

“Now,” said she to the girl, “what is to be done? for if poor Art sees this meal in the morning, he will sell the best part of it to get whiskey; for I need scarcely tell you,” she added, striving to palliate his conduct, “that he cannot do without it, however he might contrive to do without his breakfast.”  But, indeed, this was true.  So thoroughly was he steeped in drunkenness—­in the low, frequent, and insatiable appetite for whiskey—­that, like tobacco or snuff, it became an essential portion of his life—­a necessary-evil, without which he could scarcely exist.  At all events, the poor children had one comfortable meal, which made them happy; the little stock that remained was stowed away in some nook or other, where Art was not likely to find it; the girl went home, and we were about to say that the rest of this miserable family went to bed; but, alas! they had no bed to go to, with the exception of a little straw, and a thin single blanket to cover them.

If Margaret’s conduct during these severe and terrible trials was not noble and heroic, we know not what could be called so.  The affection which she exhibited towards her husband overcame everything.  When Art had got about half way in his mad and profligate career, her friends offered to support her, if she would take refuge with them and abandon him; but the admirable woman received the proposal as an insult; and the reply she gave is much the same as the reader has heard from her lips, with reference to the girl’s message from her sister.

Subsequently, they offered to take her and the children; but this also she indignantly rejected.  She could not leave him, she said, at the very time when it was so necessary that her hands should be about him.  What might be the fate of such a man if he had none to take care of him?  No, this almost unexampled woman, rather than desert him in such circumstances, voluntarily partook in all the wretchedness, destitution, and incredible misery which his conduct inflicted on her, and did so patiently, and without a murmur.

In a few days after the night we have described, a man covered with rags, without shoe, or stocking, or shirt, having on an old hat, through the broken crown of which his hair, wefted with bits of straw, stood out, his face shrunk and pale, his beard long and filthy, and his eyes rayless and stupid—­a man of this description, we say, with one child in his arms, and two more accompanying him, might be seen begging through the streets of Ballykeerin; yes, and often in such a state of drunkenness as made it frightful to witness his staggering gait, lest he might tumble over upon the infant, or let it fair out of his arms.  This man was Art Maguire; to such a destiny had he come, or rather had he brought himself at last; Art Maguire—­one of the great Maguires of Fermanagh!

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