Píobaire, An, Volume 1, Issue 7, Page 7

Píobaire, An, Volume 1, Issue 7, Page 7
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(61)Again We were standing in the at Moan one day, listening to Paddy telling hisstories to a happy group of young people, when he was addressed by a middle aged woman,who, from her imperfect knowledge of English, misunderstood him, and imagined that he wasplaying court to a blooming girl, and representing himself as an unmarried man. To his greatsurprise, therefore . Paddy heard himself attacked with terrific vituperation, in whole Irishand broken English, on the heinousness of hi conduct. Before, however, she had got to theend of her oration, Paddy s face had assumed an expression which accounced that he wasdetermined to lend himself to her mistake, and carry on the joke. Accordingly, when hewas allowed to reply, he rated her in turn upon her silly stupidity in supposing that she knewhim - denied having ever seen her before declared that he was not Paddy Coneely at all,and never had heard of or seen such a person; and added, that it was a shame for a womanwith her two eyes to be so foolish. The woman looked at him for a while in mute bewilder-ment, and actually seemed to doubt the evidence of her own senses. But she graduallybecame satisfied of his identity, and, excited into a virtuous rage, she rushed out of thehouse, declaring that she would never stop till she fold his wife poor woman of hismisconduct And she kept her word, far we actually met her at Oughterard in a couple ofdays after, on her return from Paddys residence.We would gladly record some other instances of Paddy s humour, but our limits wilt notpermit us; and we can only add a few words on one or two other traits in his character.We have already stated that Paddy, despite of his humble condition, and that loss ofsight which would be deemed by most persons as one of the greatest of human calamities, isa happy man a happier man we never saw. He is always singing in sunny weather,sprightly airs, and in gloomy weather, pathetic ones; but he never looks or is sad,exceptwhen a tale of sorrow excites his pity, or when he is about to separate from friends. Thecalamity of want of sight he thinks of little moment, and inferior to the loss of any otherorgan that of hearing, in particular, which he considers as the greatest of all possiblebodily afflictions. I dont remember, said Paddy, ever wishing for sight but once inmy life; twos when I went to a horse race. I went with two friends, and somehow we gotparted in the throng, and I could not make them out. There was a great deal of bustle andconfusion, and I knew that the race would soon begin; and I was a long way from thestartingpost, and had not any one to lead me to it. Dear, dear, said I, if I had my sightnow, I might be able to hear the horses starting. Just then I heard someone calling Paddy,Paddy . It was one of my friends looking for me; and I think l never seen men so distressedwhen they found they had lost me. It was mighfly pleasant; they never let me go all dayafter, and we were lust in time to hear the horses start.We are, indeed, reluctantly constrained to confess that Paddy, notwithstanding hishumanity is, like many other benevolent men of higher grade, who are equally blind inthis respect, an ardent lover of field sports, as an instance will show. We were seated atour breakfast in the hotel at Maan one morning when our ears were assailed by a strangedin, composed of the barking of dogs and the shouting of men. We started to the orielwindow which commands a view of the road beyond the bridge for a mile or more, and thereader may judge of our astonishment when we saw Paddy Coneely hand in hand withPaddy Lee, one of our car drivers from Clifden, racing at their utmost speed Paddythrowing his heels twice as high in the air as the other both shouting joyously, andattended by a number of greyhounds and terriers, who barked in chorus and so theyraced till they were out of sight. What in the world, we inquired of our host, Rourke,is the meaning of that? It s Paddy and Lee, Sir, who have borrowed my dogs, andare gone off to course.But we must pull up in our course,and not run Paddy down. Let us however add,for he is a favourite with us, that Paddy is a temperate as he is a prudent man. Wecame to this conclusion, from the healthiness of his appearance and the equanimity ofhis manner, in five minutes after we first saw him. You dont drink hard, Paddy, weremarked to him. No, Sir, he replied; I did once,but I found it was destroying myhealth, and that if I continued to do so, I would soon leave my family after me to beg;so I left it off three years ago, and I have never tasted raw spirits since, or taken morethan a tumbler, or, on an odd occasion, a tumbler and a half of punch, in an eveningsince.over
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