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"But look here, Dot Brien ran for the Autumn Produce Stakes last October, and won them: since then he has done nothing to reimburse me for his expense, nor yet has anything been taken out of him by running. Surely, if you are to have half the profits, you should at any rate pay half the expenses?"
It was in the year 1277, that, supported by his father-in-law, the Kildare Fitzgerald, de Clare marched into Munster, and sought an interview with the O'Brien. The relation of gossip, accounted sacred among the Irish, existed between them, but Brien Roe, having placed himself credulously in the hands of his invaders, was cruelly drawn to pieces between two horses.
He was fond of his country, his name, and his countrymen: he was fully convinced of his folly in buying race-horses, and in allowing himself to be dragged on the turf: he would sell Brien Boru, and the other two Irish chieftains, for what they would fetch, and show Fanny and her guardian that he was in earnest in his intention of reforming.
Every thing was to be done just as Lord Ballindine liked; his taste was to be consulted in every thing; the earl even proposed different visits to the Curragh; asked after the whereabouts of Fin M'Coul and Brien Boru; and condescended pleasantly to inquire whether Dot Blake was prospering as usual with his favourite amusement. At length, the day was fixed for the marriage.
"Good night, I say; you've thravelled a great deal too far for an ignorant man like me to stand any chance wid you. "Divil sweep you, Brien," said Dandy, "you'd beat the divil an' Docthor Fosther, Good night again!" "Oh, ma bannaght laht, I say." And they accordingly parted. "Now," said Ned, "what's to be done Dandy?
The handsome sheets, hoods, and rollers, in which they had hitherto appeared, and on which the initial B was alone conspicuous, were carefully folded up, and they were henceforth seen in plainer, but as serviceable apparel, labelled W. B. "Will you give fourteen to one against Brien Boru?" said Viscount Avoca to Lord Tathenham Corner, about ten days after this, at Tattersall's.
"Tell me now awhile, John, what day is this th' election is?" "I d'no if it isn't Choosday week it is," replied John Brien, without interest. "There's two o' them up for it now. Young Coppinger, that was the first in it, and a chap from T'prairy. What's this his name is? Burke, I think it is. Sure they had two meetin's after chapel at Riverstown last Sunday.
Coppinger was to marry Miss Christhian Lowry'? Ah ha! She was dam' sweet, but she didn't get " Mrs. Twomey swiftly licked and exhibited a grey and wrinkled finger "that much from me!" "Ha, very good, faith!" said John Brien; "them women wants to know too much!" "And if they do itself," retorted Mrs.
"And who is your husband?" said Herbert. "Murty Brien, plaze yer honor;" and the woman ducked a curtsey with the heavy load of two children on her back. It must be understood that among the poorer classes in the south and west of Ireland it is almost rare for a married woman to call herself or to be called by her husband's name. "And is he not at work?"
"I'm told Major Lowry is sick enough," went on John Brien; "an impression like, on the heart, they tells me." "He have enough to trouble him," said Mrs. Twomey, portentously; "and I wouldn't wish it to him. A fine man he was. Ye'd stand in the road to look at him! The highest gentleman of the day!" "Well, that's true enough," said John Brien, cautiously.
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