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Updated: June 13, 2025
'Divil a bit farther will I play; at any rate till I get the shilling. "'Here it is for you, said I; 'the song is ended and of course the tune. "'Thank your hanner, said the fiddler, taking the money, 'your hanner has kept your word with me, which is more than I thought your hanner would.
Father Toban comes from Munster." "I have heard of him once or twice before," said I. "I daresay your hanner has. Every one has heard of Father Toban; the greatest scholar in the world, who they, say stands a better chance of being made Pope, some day or other, than any saggart in Ireland." "Will you take sixpence?"
All Irish women have a dread of striopachas. It's the only thing that frights them; I manes the wild Irish, for as for the quality women I have heard they are no bit better than the English. Come, yere hanner, let's talk of something else." "You were saying now that you were thinking of leaving off fortune- telling and buying things of servants. Do you mean to depend upon your needles alone?"
"And perhaps," said I, "before I die, the Orange will be out of the kennel and the Croppies in, even as they were in my young days." "Who knows, your hanner? and who knows that I may not play the old tune round Willie's image in College Green, even as I used some twenty-seven years ago?" "Oh then you have been an Orange fiddler?" "I have, your hanner.
"'A good marning to your hanner, a merry afternoon, and a roaring joyous evening that is the worst luck I wish to ye. "'Are you a native of these parts? said I. "'Not exactly, your hanner I am a native of the city of Dublin, or, what's all the same thing, of the village of Donnybrook which is close by it. "'A celebrated place, said I.
As for the words, never mind where I got them; they are violent enough, but not half so violent as the words of some of the songs made against the Irish Protestants by the priests. "'Your hanner is an Orange man, I see. Well, your hanner, the Orange is now in the kennel, and the Croppies have it all their own way.
Hanner Dyn was growing with incredible rapidity into a tall young fellow, and instead of the weakness that often comes with rapid growth, his muscles grew ever harder and harder. Still merry and smiling, he began to wrestle in earnest, and one day, in a moment of carelessness, Arthur received a back fall, perhaps on moist ground, and measured his length.
And now, your hanner, let me ask you why did your hanner wish for that tune, which is not only a blackguard one, but quite out of date; and where did your hanner get the words? "'I used to hear the tune in my boyish days, said I, 'and wished to hear it again, for though you call it a blackguard tune, it is the sweetest and most noble air that Ireland, the land of music, has ever produced.
"Sure your hanner may; and it is a civil answer you will get from Michael Sullivan. It is from ould Ireland I am, from Castlebar in the county Mayo." "And how came you into Wales?" "From the hope of bettering my condition, your hanner, and a foolish hope it was." "You have not bettered your condition, then?"
"His name," they answered, "is Hanner Dyn; his home is everywhere, but on his own island you will be likely to find him sooner or later. Keep clear of him, or he will get the best of you in the end, and make you his slave as he makes slaves of others whom he has conquered."
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