The Station; The Party Fight And Funeral; The Lough Derg Pilgrim: Traits And Stories Of The Irish Peasantry, The Works of; William Carleton, Volume ThreeCarleton, William
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The Station; The Party Fight And Funeral; The Lough Derg Pilgrim: Traits And Stories Of The Irish Peasantry, The Works of; William Carleton, Volume Three
Carleton, William
Ireland -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
I accordingly expressed my sorrow for Denis's death, which, indeed,
I sincerely regretted, for he possessed materials for an excellent
character, had not all that was amiable and good in him been permitted
to run wild.
As soon as my trunk and traveling-bag had been brought from the inn,
where I had left them the preceding night, we got our horses, and, as we
wished to show particular respect to Denis's remains, rode up, with
some of our friends, to the house. When we approached, there were large
crowds of the country-people before the door of his well-thatched and
respectable-looking dwelling, which had three chimneys, and a set
of sash-windows, clean and well glazed. On our arrival, I was soon
recognized and surrounded by numbers of those to whom I had formerly
been known, who received and welcomed me with a warmth of kindness and
sincerity, which it would be in vain to look for among the peasantry
of any other nation. Indeed, I have uniformly observed, that when no
religious or political feeling influences the heart and principles of an
Irish peasant, he is singularly sincere and faithful in his attachments,
and has always a bias to the generous and the disinterested. To my own
knowledge, circumstances frequently occur, in which the ebullition of
party spirit is, although temporary, subsiding after the cause that
produced it has passed away, and leaving the kind peasant to the
natural, affectionate, and generous impulses of his character. But
poor Paddy, unfortunately, is as combustible a material in politics or
religion as in fighting--thinking it his duty to take the weak side*,
without any other consideration than because it is the weak side.
* A gentleman once told me an anecdote, of which he was
an eye-witness. Some peasants, belonging to opposite
factions, had met under peculiar circumstances; there
were, however, two on one side, and four on the other--
in this case, there was likely to be no fight; but, in
order to balance the number, one of the more numerous
party joined the weak side--“bekase, boys, it would be
a burnin' shame, so it would, for four to kick two;
and, except I join them, by the powers, there's no
chance of there being a bit of sport, or a row, at all
at all!” Accordingly, he did join them, and the result
of it was, that he and his party were victorious, so
honestly did he fight.
When we entered the house I was almost suffocated with the strong
fumes of tobacco-smoke, snuff, and whiskey; and as I had been an old
school-fellow of Denis's, my appearance was the signal for a general
burst of grief among his relations, in which the more distant friends
and neighbors of the deceased joined, to keep up the keening.
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