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When the Leprecauns of Gort na Cloca Mora found they were unable to regain their crock of gold by any means they laid an anonymous information at the nearest Police Station showing that two dead bodies would be found under the hearthstone in the hut of Coille Doraca, and the inference to be drawn from their crafty missive was that these bodies had been murdered by the Philosopher for reasons very discreditable to him.
By reason of this incident the fame of the Philosopher became even greater than it had been before, and also by reason of it many singular events were to happen with which you shall duly become acquainted. IT SO happened that the Leprecauns of Gort na Cloca Mora were not thankful to the Philosopher for having sent Meehawl MacMurrachu to their field.
Lawler was not a lady before she married; but nothing can be said against her since. 'Oh! can't there, indeed? You never heard the story about her and her steward? Ask Barnes. 'Oh! don't miss; you shouldn't really! said the maid. 'What will Miss Alice think? 'Never mind what she thinks; you tell her about the steward and all the officers from Gort. And then Mrs.
Mind, Joe, says I. Show us the entrance out. There you are, says Terry. Goodbye Ireland I'm going to Gort.
The children ran after him and each caught hold of one of his horns, and he ambled and reared between them while they danced along on his either side singing snatches of bird songs, and scraps of old tunes which the Thin Woman of Inis Magrath had learned among the people of the Shee. In a little time they came to Gort na Cloca Mora, but here the he-goat did not stop.
"I know Fletcher or, rather, I know of him. His father was a shopkeeper in Gort, the nearest town to Mount Rorke Castle." "He is a journalist, isn't he? I hear he is doing pretty well." "In London, I know, you associate with that class, but in Ireland we wouldn't think of knowing them." "I thought you were more liberal-minded than that. If they come up here, what shall I do?
Five of those mills were fit to grind Indian corn, and wheat could be ground at all, except the gig mills. The mill-power of Galway and its vicinity, taking in Loughrea, Gort, Cong, and Tuam, was not so considerable. In that extent there were thirteen mills, capable of grinding about five hundred and twenty tons a-week; but some of these were not available for Government business.
The fact of "me-ness" was one which startled him. He was amazed at his own being. He knew that the hand which he held up and pinched with another hand was not him and the endeavour to find out what was him was one which had frequently exercised his leisure. He had not gone far when there came a tug at his sleeve and looking down he found one of the Leprecauns of the Gort trotting by his side.
The Leprecaun who had enticed them away from home brought them back again, and on parting he begged the children to visit Gort na Cloca Mora whenever they felt inclined. "There's always a bit of griddle bread or potato cake, and a noggin of milk for a friend," said he. "You are very kind, sir," replied Seumas, and his sister said the same words.
'I think you told me, he said, 'that you came up from Galway to-day; may I ask you from what side of the county? Another piece of impertinence. Why should he question her? And yet she answered him. 'We live near Gort do you know Gort? 'Oh yes, I have been travelling for the last two months in Ireland. I spent nearly a fortnight in Galway. Lord Dungory lives near Gort. Do you know him?
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