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Updated: June 8, 2025
I informed him as to how the land lay in Gobstown. I said we must be allowed to make a name for ourselves as the producers of a shining example of a landlord.
And that same night I went home, put a few things in a red handkerchief, and stole out of Gobstown like a thief. I walked along the roads until I came to this town, learned my trade, became a respectable shoemaker, and tell your mother I never use anything only the best leather. There are your boots, Padna, tips and all ... half-a-crown. Thanks, and well wear!"
"And while all this was going on Gobstown was surrounded by estates where there were the most ferocious landlords rack-renting, absentee, evicting landlords, landlords as wild as tigers. And these tiger landlords were leaping at their tenants and their tenants slashing back at them as best they could. Nothing, my dear, but blood and the music of grape-shot and shouts in the night from the jungle.
The memories I had and that might give me courage were not memories of landlords. There was nothing of anger in my heart for the Gobstown landlord, and he went by. I dragged my legs out of the ditch and drowned my cousin's gun in a boghole. After it I dropped in the handful of cartridges. They made a little gurgle in the dark water like blood in a shot man's throat.
In Gobstown we had to sit down and look on, pretending, moryah, that we were as happy as the day was long. "Not a scalp was ever brought into Gobstown. No man of us ever went out on an adventure which might bring him home again through the mouth of the county jail. Not a secret enterprise that might become a great public excitement was ever hatched, not to speak of being launched.
My cousin let his head lie over a little to one side and then said, 'In this country shining examples ought only be used with the greatest moderation. He looked out through the window and after some time said, 'That Gobstown landlord is the most dangerous lunatic in all Ireland. 'How is that? said I. 'Because, said my famous cousin, 'he has a perfect heart. He put his head over to the other side, looked at me and said, 'If Gobstown does not do something he may be the means of destroying us all. 'How? said I. 'He may become contagious, said my cousin.
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