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Oh, many a look of lovin' affection, many a happy heart did he give us! Many a time Connor, avillish, did I hang over your cradle, and draw out to myself the happiness and the good that I hoped was before you.
"The sarra doubt of it; but takin' the other farm was the brightest thought I seen wid you yit. Will you do it, avillish?" "To be sure. Don't I say it? An' it'll be up wid the lark wid me. Hut, woman, you don't see the half o' what's in me, yet." "I'll buy you a hat and a pair o' stockins at Christmas." "Will you, Ellish? Then, by the book, I'll work like a horse."
Poor Ellen paid little attention to this conversation. She felt deeply depressed, and, after many severe struggles to restrain herself, at last burst into tears. "Come, darlin'," said her father, "don't let this affair cast you down so much; all will yet turn out for the betther, I hope. Cheer up, avillish; maybe that, down-hearted as you are, I have good news for you.
"An' so you will, too, avillish. Throth, Owen, it's you that'll be the proud man, steppin' in to them in all your grandeur! Ha, ha, ha! The spirit o' the M'Carthys is in you still, Owen." "Ha, ha, ha! It is, darlin'; it is, indeed; an' I'd be sarry it wasn't. I long to see poor Widow Murray. I dunna is her son, Jemmy, married.
"Bedad I won't part wid it then." "I'd rather, I tell you, scower it myself an' I will, too. "Well, that's purty! Ha, ha, ha! you to go! Oh, ay, indeed as if I'd stand by an' let you. Not so bad as that comes to, either no. Is the spade an' shovel in the shed?" "To be sure they are. Throth, Art, you're worth the whole o' them the sorra lie in it. Well, go, avillish."
"It's fine talk," observed Fardorougha, "but what I advise has been done by hundreds that wor married an' happy afterwards; how an iver you needn't get into a passion, either of you; I'm not pressin' you, Connor, to it." "Connor, achree," said his mother, "go to bed, an' instead of the advice you got, ax God's; go, avillish!"
"You are not sick now, Brian," she proceeded; "it isn't the cowld pratee, and the black sickenin' bog water you have there! "'No, mother dear, he said, 'but we want you; oh, don't stay away from us, for our hearts long for you. "I will come, avillish sure I'm jist ready.
However, it's good to be forgivin'; I hope it is; indeed I know that; for it comes almost to a feelin' in myself. Well, achora, what am I to do for you?" "Will you let me speak to you inside a minute?" she asked. "Will I? Why, then, to be sure I will; an' who knows but it's my daughter-in-law I might have you yet, avillish! Yourself and Darby's jist about an age. Come inside, ahagur."
"Yes, we know that, achora," replied the cook, sweetly. "Well, you can't forget Bet Harramount, the witch, that lived for some time in Rathfillan? She that was hunted in the shape of a white hare by pious Father McFeen's famous greyhound, Koolawn." "Doesn't all the world know it, Barney, avillish?" said Nanse.
Oh no, no do you think I've have nothin' to be punished for? But we have all one comfort, Fardorougha, and that is, that God's ever and always willin' to re-save us, when we turn to Him wid a true heart? Nobody, avillish, can forget and forgive as He does." "Honor, why didn't you oftener spake to me this a-way than you did?"
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