The Poor Scholar: Traits And Stories Of The Irish Peasantry, The Works of; William Carleton, Volume ThreeCarleton, William
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The Poor Scholar: Traits And Stories Of The Irish Peasantry, The Works of; William Carleton, Volume Three
Carleton, William
Ireland -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
With the tact of a sly old disciplinarian, he first secured the door,
and instantly commenced the agreeable task of promiscuous castigation.
Heavy and vindictive did his arm descend upon those whom he suspected
to have cautioned the boy against his rapacity; nor amongst the
warm-hearted lads, whom he thwacked so cunningly, was Thady passed over
with a tender hand. Springs, bouncings, doublings, blowing of fingers,
scratching of heads, and rubbing of elbows--shouts of pain, and
doleful exclamations, accompanied by action that displayed surpassing
agility-marked the effect with which he plied the instrument of
punishment. In the meantime the spirit of reaction, to use a modern
phrase, began to set in. The master, while thus engaged in dispensing
justice, first received a rather vigorous thwack on the ear from behind,
by an anonymous contributor, who gifted him with what is called a
musical ear, for it sang during five minutes afterwards. The monarch,
when turning round to ascertain the traitor, received another insult on
the most indefensible side, and that with a cordiality of manner, that
induced him to send his right hand reconnoitring the invaded part. He
wheeled round a second time with more alacrity than before; but nothing
less than the head of James could have secured him on this occasion. The
anonymous contributor sent him a fresh article. This was supported by
another kick behind: the turf began to fly; one after another came in
contact with his head and shoulders so rapidly, that he found himself,
instead of being the assailant, actually placed upon his defence.
[Illustration: PAGE 1099-- Received a rather vigorous thwack on the ear]
The insurrection spread, the turf flew more thickly; his subjects closed
in upon him in a more compact body; every little fist itched to be
at him; the larger boys boldly laid in the facers, punched him in the
stomach, I treated him most opprobriously behind, every kick and cuff
accompanied by a memento of his cruelty; in short, they compelled him,
like Charles the Tenth, ignominiously to fly from his dominions.
On finding the throne vacant, some of them suggested that it ought to be
overturned altogether. Thady, however, who was the ringleader of
the rebellion, persuaded them to be satisfied with what they had
accomplished, and consequently succeeded in preventing them from
destroying the fixtures.
Again they surrounded the poor scholar, who, feeling himself the cause
of the insurrection, appeared an object of much pity. Such was his grief
that he could scarcely reply to them. Their consolation on witnessing
his distress was overwhelming. They desired him to think nothing of it;
if the master, they told him, should wreak his resentment on him, “be
the holy farmer,” they would _pay_ (* pay) the masther. Thady's claim
was now undisputed. With only the injury of a black eye, and a lip
swelled to the size of a sausage, he walked home in triumph, the poor
scholar accompanying him.
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