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DANIEL O'ROURKE. --+- MANY people have no doubt heard of the wonderful adventures of Daniel O'Rourke, but how few are there who know that the cause of all his perils, above and below, was neither more nor less than his having slept under the walls of Phooka's town. I knew the man well. He lived at the bottom of Hungry Hill, just at the right hand side of the road as you go towards Bantry. An old man was he at the time he told IDe the story, with gray hair, and a red nose; and it was on the 25th of June, 1813, that I heard it from his lipf, as he sat smoking his pipe under an old poplar tree, under as fine an evening as ever shone from the sky. I was going to visit the caves in Dursey Island, having spent the morning at Glen- gariff. I am often axed to tell it, sir," said Daniel, so that this is not the first time. The master's son, you see, had come from beyond foreign parts in France and Spain, as young men used to go, before Bonaparte or any such was heard of; and sure enough there was a dinner given to all the people on the ground, gentle and simple, high and low, rich and poor. The ould gentlemen were the gentlemen, after all, saving your honour's presence. They'd swear at a body a little, to be sure, and, may be, give one a cut with a whip nOW and then, but we were no losers by it in the end; and they were so easy and civil, and kept such rattling houses, and thousands of welcomes; and there was no grinding for rent, and few agents; and there was hardly a tenant on the estate that did not taste of his landlord's bounty often and often in the year,—but now it's another thing: no matter for that, sir, for I'd better be telling you my story. Well, we had every thing of the best, and plenty of it; and we ate and we drank, and we danced, and the young master, by the same token, danced to peggy Barry, from the Bohereen-a lovely young couple they were, though they are both low enough now. To make a long story short, I got, as a body may say, the same thing as tipsy almost, for I can't remember even at all, no ways, how it was that I left the place only I did leave it, that's certain. Well, I thought, for all that, in myself, I'd just step to Molly Crona- han's, the fairy woman, to speak about the bracket heifer that was bewitched. And so as I was crossing the stepping-stones of the ford of Ballyashenough, and was looking up at the stars and blessing myself- for why? it was Lady-Day—I missed my foot, and souse I fell into the water. "Death alive!" thought I> "I'll be drowned now." However, I began, swim- mmg, swimming, swimming away for the dear life, till at last I got ashore, somehow or other, but never a bit ef me can tell how, upon a desolate island. I wandered and wandered about there, without knowing where I wandered, until at last I got into a big bog. The moon was shining as bright as day, or your fair lady's eyes, sir (with your pardon for men- tioning her), and I looked east and west, and north and south, and every way, and nothing did I see but bog, bog, bog-I could never find out how I got into it; and my heart grew cold with fear, for sure and certain was I that it would be my burying-place. So I sat down upon a stone which, as good luck would have it, was close by me, and I began to scratch nay head, and ring the mlagone-when all of a sudden the moon grew black, and I looked up and saw some- thing for all the world as if it was moving down between me and it, and I could not Ml whst it was. Down it came with a pounce, and looked at me full in the face; and what was it but an eagle-as fine a one as ever flew from the kingdom of Kerry. So he looked at me in the face, and says he to me, "Daniel O'Rouke," says he, "how do you do 7" Very well, I thank you, sir," says I; I hope you're well ?" wondering out of my senses all the time how an eagle came to speak like a Christian. What brings you here, Dan ?" says he. "Nothing at all, sir," says 1; only I wish I was safe home again." Is it out of the island you want to go, Dan ?" says he. It is, sir," says I. So I up and told him how I had taken a drop too much, and fell into the water; how I swam to the island and how I got into the bog, and didn't know my way out of it. Dan," says he, after a minute's thought, "though it was very improper for you to get drunk on Lady- day, yet as you are a decent, sober man, who 'tends mass well, and never flings stones at me or mine, nor cries out after us in the fidlds,-my life for yours," says he so get up on my back, and grip me well for fear you'd fall off, and I'll fly you out of the bog." I'm afraid," says I, your honour's making game of me; for whoever heard of riding a-horseback on an eagle before ?" 'Pon the honour of a gentleman," says he, putting his right foot on his breast, I am in earnest; and so now either take my offer or starve in the bog be- sides, I see that your weight is sinking the stone." It was true enough as he said, for I found the stone every minute going down from under me. I had no choice; so thinks I to myself faint heart never won fai" lady, and this is a fair persuadance. I thank your honour," says I, for the loan of your civility, and I'll take your kind offer." I therefore mounted upon the back of the eagle, and held him tight enough by the throat, and up he flew in the air like a lark. Little I knew the trick he was going to serve me. Up—up—up—God knows how far up he flew. I Why, then," said I to him-thinking he did not know the right road home-very civilly, because why ? —I was in his power entirely,—« Sir," says I, please your honour's glory, and with humble submission to your better judgment, if you could fly down a bit, you're now just ever my cabin, and I could be put down there, and many thanks to your worship." Arrah, Dan," said he, do you think me a fool ? Look down in the next field, and don't you see two men and a gun ? By my word it would be no joke to be shot this way. to oblige a drunken blackguard that I picked up off a cewld stone in a bog!" "Bother you said I to myself, but I did not speak out, for where was the use ? Well, sir, up he kept, flying, flying, and I asking him every mmute to fly down, and all to no use. Where in the world are you going, sir ?" says I to him- Hold your tongue, Dan," says he; mind your own business, and don't be interfering with the business of other people." of other people." Faith, this it my business, I think said I. Be quiet, Dan," says he; so I said no more. At last, where should we come to but to the moon itself! Now, you can't see it from this, but there is —or there was, in my time—a reaping-hook sticking out of the side of the moon, this way Tdrawing the figure on the ground with the end of his stick]. Dan," said the eagle, I'm tired with this long fly; I had no notion 'twas so far." "And my lord, sir," said I, "who in the world axed you to fly so far ? Was it I ? Did not I beg, and pray, and beseech you to stop half an hour ago ?" There's no use talking, Dan," said he "I'm tired bad enough; so you must get off, and sit down on the moon until I rest myself," Is it sit down on the moon ? said I; "is it upo* this round thing, then ? why, then, sure I'd fall off in a minute, and be kilt and split, and smashed all to bits—you're a vile deceiver, so you are t,, "Not at all, Dan," said he; "you can catch fast hold of the reaping-hook that's sticking out of the moon, and 'twill keep you up." I won't then," said I. May bo not!" said he, quite quiet. "H you don't, my man, I shall just give you a shake, and one slap of my wing, and send you down to the ground, where every bone in your body will be smashed as small as a drop of dew on a cabbage-leaf in the morning." Why, then, Fm in a fine way! said I to myself; and so, giving him a hearty curse in Irish, for fear he'd know what I said, I got off his back with a heavy heart, took a hold of the reaping-hook, and a mighty cold sear It was, I can tell ye that. When he had me there fairly landed, he turned round about to me, and said: II Good morning to you, Daniel O'Rouke," said he; I think I've nicked you fairly now! You robbed my nest last year ('twas true enough for him, but how he found it out is hard to say); and in return— you're freely welcome to cool your heels dangling upon the moon like a cock-throw." Is that all, and is this the way you're to leave me, you brute, yeu?" says I. "You ugly unnatural baste, and is this the way you serve me at last? Bad luck to yourself, with your hooked nose, and to all your breed, you blackguard! Twas all no manner of use. He spread out his great big wings, burst out a laughing, and flew away like lightning. I bawled after him to atop but I might have called and bawled for ev-r, without his minding me. Away he went, and I never saw him from that day to this— sorrow flyaway with him You may be sure I was in a disconsolate condition, and kept roaring out for the bare grief, when all at once a door opened, right in the middle of the moon, creaking on its hinges as if it had not been opened for a month before-I suppose they never thought of greasing them-and out there walks,-who do you think ? but the Man in Moon !-I knew him by his bush. (7b be continued.)


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