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A branch of the Mac Donnels clung to the haunted, dilapidated, old castle as long as possible, to keep up the family credit, I suppose. It was within this century, I think, that a frightful accident happened, which drove the last of them away.
The Mac Donnels, for all their pride, were shocked and afflicted by this misfortune, for Biddy was an excellent cook, and Teddy, her son, though careless and lazy, and given to little thefts and large stories, had his good points, as what Irish boy has not.
From the Causeway we went to Dunluce Castle a grand old ruin, which stands on an insulated rock, a hundred feet above the sea. It is separated from the land by a chasm twenty feet wide, which is crossed by an arch only about eighteen inches broad. This castle was once the stronghold of a very powerful, proud, and warlike family the Mac Donnels.
So they, the Mac Donnels, sought out some other home, safer and more comfortable, if not quite so grand in its isolated, ancient gentility, and it may be, took the Banshee with them for their comfort.
In my story, I shall make bold to turn my back on the Causeway, Dunluce Castle, the Mac Donnels, Banshees, and all, return to the beautiful neighborhood of Glenarm, and relate a little incident in the lives of some humble peasant people there. Some forty or fifty years ago, there lived at Glenarm, near the castle, a poor schoolmaster, named Philip O'Flaherty.
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