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Updated: June 16, 2025
"Kathleen could never die," Mrs. O'Brien said, "without I'ld hear the banshee." "The banshee?" said John. "There's no banshee here. There's banshees only in Ireland." "Our banshee is here," his mother answered. "I know she is here. You've heard me tell of her.
But sometimes the banshee leaves Ireland with the family that she belongs to, and so did ours. Wouldn't I know her voice? Didn't I hear her wail and scream before your father died, so many, many years ago? Oh, I'ld never forget it. I'ld know her voice." "Then why didn't you hear her," John asked "before Kitty died, and why didn't you know before that she was to die?"
As I figure it, they didn't dare leave me on the island for fear I'ld have those three ships-of-war after them." Both boys laughed as they thought of the head-long flight of Stede Bonnet's company from a garrison of fifteen sheep. "Well," said the Delaware boy, still chuckling, "you know most of my story already. My father is Clarke Curtis of New Castle. My own name is Bob.
"Why will you try to deceive yourselves? You've no soul and I've no soul, and there's no way that we can have them. If there'd been any way, I'ld have had one long ago. But we'll never have them, and mortals will always outwit us, if they half know how. Shall I tell you how one of them outwitted me a big, lazy, stupid gommoch, with not enough brains to keep his neck safe?"
The fairies were far past caring whether they heard a story or not, but they listened as Naggeneen went on. "I'm after tellin' you," he said, "that if there was any way that one of us could be gettin' a soul, I'ld have had one long ago. This was the way I tried it, and a silly mortal outwitted me. Guleesh na Guss Dhu was the name that was on him.
They're alive now, and when what they call 'the Last Day' comes, they'll live still, forever. And then I shall go out, like a shadow when the light falls on it. There's no more of me that can last than a shadow. And you will go out that way, too, and all of us. It was not her that I wanted so much. It was the soul that I thought I'ld get, and her married to me. That was it.
"Did you ever hear anybody play the fiddle like Terence plays it?" he asked her, when she said something of the sort to him. "No," Kathleen answered. "I never heard anybody play it like Terence, but I have heard some play it better than Terence. You play it better." "Oh, child," he said, "I'ld give all the money I'll be earning in the next ten years if I could play like he does.
There's a blessing on this same sack, you must know, and whoever's in it goes straight to heaven, and isn't it myself that's a right to be singing? "'Surely you have, says the man, 'and it's glad I'ld be to take your place. What would you take from me now to let me get in that sack in your place?
The bantering note vanished from the man's voice. "I'ld like to break yer neck, ye young whelp, but I won't not just yet!" He seemed to be licking his ugly chops at the thought of a future occasion when he might allow himself this luxury. Then he went on, half to himself it seemed. "Hm, Bonnet's a queer 'un! Never can tell what he'll do.
"These others pushed me close to her, so that I'ld take her place and give the child to them. And I felt burned up like a cinder, too, and then I felt the icy needles, and then worse than that. I felt as if I was all cut across and across and through and through with flaming swords, and torn with red-hot saws. Not the way it is when you divide yourself, so that you can be in two places at once.
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