Three men and an old woman were found in the cabin when Captain
Ussher entered with three of his own men. On being questioned they
denied the existence of either whiskey, malt, or barley; but on
searching, the illicit article was found in the very kishes in which
it had been brought; they were easily discovered shoved into the dark
chimney corner farthest from the door.
"Dat I may never see the light," began the old woman, "if I thought
it wor anything but the turf, and jist the kishes that Barney Smith
left there, the morn; and he to say nothing of the barley, and bring
all these throubles on me and yer honer,--the like of him, the
spalpeen!"
"Never mind my trouble, my dear," said Ussher; "it is little we think
of the trouble of easing you; and who's Barney Smith, ma'am?"
"Oh, then, Barney's jist my daughter's own son; and he coming down
from the mountains with turf, and said he must lave the kishes here,
till he just went back round Loch Sheen with the ass, he'd borrowed
from Paddy Byrne, and he'd be--"
"And very good natured it was of him to leave you the malt instead of
the turf; and who are you, my good men?"
The men had continued smoking their pipes quietly at the fire without
stirring.
"We be sthrangers here, yer honer," said one; "that is, not
sthrangers jist, but we don't live here, yer honer."
"Where do you live, and what's your names?"
"I and Joe Smith live down away jist on the road to Cash, about half
a mile out of this; and Tim Reynolds, he lives away at Drumleesh, on
Mr. Macdermot's land; and my name's Paddy Byrne."
"Oh, oh; so one of you is father of the lad who brought the donkey,
and the other the owner of it; and you neither of you knew what was
in the kishes."
"Sorrow a know, yer honer; ye see Barney brought them down here from
the mountains when we warn't in it; and it war some of the boys up
there was getting him to get away the malt unknownst, hearing of yer
honer, maybe."
"Ah, yes I see--whose land is this on?"
"Counseller Webb's, yer honer."
"Who holds the cabin and potato garden?"
"I do, your honer, jist for my wife's mother, ye see; but I live down
towards Cash."
"Ah, very good-natured of you to your wife's mother. I hope the three
of you have no objection to take a walk to Mohill this evening."
"Ochone, ochone, and it's ruined we'll be, yer honer; and that I may
never see the light if the boys knew it; and yer honer wouldn't have
the death of an ould woman on ye!" the old woman was exclaiming,
while the police began seizing the malt and making prisoners of the
men.
"Carol, see and get an ass to put these kishes on," said Ussher.
"Killeen, pass a rope across these fellows' arms; I suppose they'll
go quiet."
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