The Ned M'Keown Stories: Traits And Stories Of The Irish Peasantry, The Works of; William Carleton, Volume ThreeCarleton, William
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The Ned M'Keown Stories: Traits And Stories Of The Irish Peasantry, The Works of; William Carleton, Volume Three
Carleton, William
Ireland -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
“In a few minutes after this her namesake, Rose Galh O'Hallaghan, came
towards the chapel, in society with her father, mother, and her two
sisters. The eldest, Mary, was about twenty-one; Rose, who was the
second, about nineteen, or scarcely that; and Nancy, the junior of the
three, about twice seven.
“'There's the O'Hallaghans,' says Rose.
“'Ay,' replied Katty; 'you may talk of beauty, now; did you ever lay
your two eyes on the likes of Rose for downright--musha, if myself knows
what to call it--but, anyhow, she's the lovely crathur to look at.'
“Kind reader, without a single disrespectful insinuation against any
portion of the fair sex, you may judge what Rose O'Hallaghan must have
been, when even these three were necessitated to praise her in her
absence!
“'I'll warrant,' observed Katty, 'we'll soon be after seeing John
O'Callaghan'--(he was my own cousin)--'sthrolling afther them, at his
ase.'
“'Why,' asked Rose, 'what makes you say that?'
“'Bekase,' replied the other, I've a rason for it.'
“'Sure John O'Callaghan wouldn't be thinking of her,' observed Rose,
'and their families would see other shot: their factions would never
have a crass marriage, anyhow.'
“'Well,' said Peggy, 'it's the thousand pities that the same two
couldn't go together; for fair and handsome as Rose is, you'll not deny
but John comes up to her; but I faix! sure enough it's they that's the
proud people on both sides, and dangerous to make or meddle with, not
saying that ever there was the likes of the same two for dacency and
peaceableness among either of the factions.'
“'Didn't I tell yez?' cried Katty; 'look at him now staling afther her;
and it'll be the same thing going home again; and, if Rose is not much
belied, it's not a bit displasing to her.'
“'Between ourselves, observed Peggy, it would be no wondher the darling
young crathur would fall in love with him; for you might thravel the
country afore you'd meet with his fellow for face and figure.'
“'There's Father Ned,' remarked Katty; 'we had betther get into the
chapel before the _scroodgin_ comes an, or your bonnet and gown, Rose,
won't be the betther for it.'
“They now proceeded to the chapel, and those who had been amusing
themselves after the same mode, followed their exemplar. In a short time
the hedges and ditches adjoining the chapel were quite in solitude, with
the exception of a few persons from the extreme parts of the parish, who
might be seen running with all possible velocity 'to overtake mass,' as
the phrase on that point expresses itself.
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