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"'Let him go, says Hurrish, 'you have no right to bid me to go, when he has a coat upon him: you promised to ax one for me from Masther Francis, and you didn't do it; so the divil a toe I'll budge to-day, says he, getting betune the father and the door.
EMILY LAWLESS. MAELCHO: a Sixteenth Century Romance. By the Hon. EMILY LAWLESS, Author of 'Grania, 'Hurrish, etc. Second Edition. Crown 8vo. 6s. 'A striking and delightful book. A task something akin to Scott's may lie before Miss Lawless.
This book consists of more tales of the Far North, and contains the last adventures of 'Pretty Pierre. Mr. Parker's first volume of Canadian stories was published about three years ago, and was received with unanimous praise. HURRISH. By the Honble. EMILY LAWLESS, Author of 'Maelcho, 'Grania, etc. Crown 8vo. 6s. A reissue of Miss Lawless' most popular novel.
Again Miss Lawless both in Grania and in Hurrish makes you aware that young Irishmen of Hurrish's class are curiously indifferent to female beauty. Lever will have none of that: his Irishman must be "a divil with the girls," although Lever is no sentimentalist, and does not talk of love matches among the Irish peasantry.
Bad luck to it for potteen-work every day it rises! only for it, that couple's poor orphans wouldn't be left without father or mother as they were; nor poor Hurrish go the gray gate he did, if he had his father living, may be; but having nobody to bridle him in, he took to horse riding for the squire, and then to staling them for himself.
Then I took the first chapters abroad during the winter to Valescure, and worked them in that fragrant, sunny spot, making acquaintance the while with a new and delightful friend, Emily Lawless, the author of Hurrish and Grania, and of some few poems that deserve, I think, a long life in English anthologies.
"'Twas Hurrish you bid, says Dick 'and make him: that's the way he always thrates you does nothing that you bid him. "'But you know, Dick, says the father, 'that he hasn't a stitch to his back, and the crathur doesn't like to go out in the cowld, and he so naked.
"'Hurrish, you must go down for your mother when I bid you, says the weak man, turning again to the other boy. "I'll not, says the little fellow; 'send Dick. "Larry said no more, but, laying down the child he had in his hands, upon the flure, makes at him; the lad, however, had the door of him, and was off beyant his reach like a shot.
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