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Updated: May 8, 2025
"'How do I know how I stuck on? says Billy, 'nor whether I stuck on at all or not; all I know is, that I was on horseback leaving the Dumb-hill, and that I found them pulling me by the heels out of the well in the corner of the garden and that, your Reverence, when the first was only topping the hill there below, as Lanty Magowran tells me who was looking on.
"And, do you hear me, you bosthoon," proceeded his reverence this, however, he uttered sotto voce, from an apprehension lest the stranger should hear his benevolent purposes "did you give the half crown to Widow Magowran, whose children, poor creatures, are lying ill of fever?" Not a word to the stranger, who, however, overheard him. "I did, plaise your reverence," replied the huge servant.
He is, or rather he was, a horse-jockey, and I took the poor neglected young lad in because he had no one to look after him. But wasn't it kind-hearted of the creature to heap the creel of turf though, and shed tears for poor Widow Magowran? In truth, I won't forget either of these two acts to him." "You speak, sir, of your servant, I believe." observed the other, with something like chagrin.
The harmless passion in which he found him his simple but touching benevolence, added to the genuine benignity with which he relaxed his anger against Mat Euly, the gigantic servant, because he told him that he had put a heap upon the creel of turf which he brought to poor Barney Farrell and his family, not omitting the tears he represented himself to have shed from Christian sympathy with Widow Magowran, both of which acts were inventions of the purest water, resorted to in order to soften the kind-hearted priest; all this, we say, added to what he had heard from Birney, deeply interested the stranger in the character of Father Peter.
Ah, then, sir, did you observe," he added, "how he confessed to heaping the creel of turf for the Farrells, and crying with poor Widow Magowran?"
"In truth, there's not a kind-hearted young giant alive this day. Many a little bounty that I, through the piety and liberality of the charitable, am enabled to distribute among my poor, and often send to them with Mat; and I believe there's scarcely an instance of the kind in which he is the bearer of it, that he doesn't shed tears just as he did with Widow Magowran.
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