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It was just before the great flight, and I mind now that she was not so ill-looking even then, though she was well past her youth, and that was forty years ago. Tyr-connall's bag-pipe men were blowing as we marched to Lough Swilly, and two earls rode in front when the poor caillin rushed out and flung herself under Tyr-owen's horse oh, Mhuire as truagh, Mhuire as truagh for the old days!

"Marry, thus it is," said the Earl: "I need not bid you remember the affair of Colonel Christian. That man, besides his widow, who is possessed of large property Dame Christian of Kirk Truagh, whom you have often heard of, and perhaps seen left a brother called Edward Christian, whom you never saw at all. Now this brother but I dare say you know all about it."

She was singing as she put the light down close to the glass, and Teig caught the words: "Open your door an' greet ye the stranger For ye mind that the wee Lord had naught but a manger. Mhuire as truagh!" "'Tis the de'il's work!" cried Teig, and he set the red cap more firmly on his head. "I'm for another country."

Open your door an' greet ye the stranger For ye mind that the wee Lord had naught but a manger. Mhuire as truagh! "Feed ye the hungry an' rest ye the weary, This ye must do for the sake of Our Mary. 'Tis well that ye mind ye who sit by the fire That the Lord he was born in a dark and cold byre. Mhuire as truagh!" Teig put his fingers deep in his ears.

The liquor in question came, Fergus was informed, from the green woods of Truagh, and more especially from a townland named Derrygola, famous, besides, for stout men and pretty girls. "Well, now, Ellen darlin'," said Fergus, "if ever any two bachelors * were entitled to drink their own healths, surely you and I are. Here's to us a happy marriage, soon and sudden.

A running of feet sounded outside, and then the snatch of a song: "'Tis well that ye mind ye who sit by the fire That the Lord he was born in a dark and cold byre. Mhuire as truagh!" "Wait ye, whoever ye are!" and Teig was away to the corner, digging fast at the loose clay, as a terrier digs at a bone. He filled his hands full of the shining gold, then hurried to the door, unbarring it.