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BARNY O'REIRDON THE NAVIGATOR-OUTWARD-BOUND. By SAMUEL LOVER, Esq. R.H.A. Author of “ Legends and Stories of Ireland.”
"Well, he went farther and farther than I can tell."-Nursery Tae. A very striking characteristic of an oyster-dredgers and cockle-women must Irishman is his unwillingness to be out. be. Such was Barny O'Reirdon. done. Some have asserted that this Seated one night at a public house, arises from vanity, but I have ever been the common resort of Barny and unwilling to attribute an unamiable mo- other marine curiosities, our hero got tive to my countrymen where a better entangled in debate with what he may be found, and one equally tending to called a strange sail—that is to say, a produce a similar result, and I consider man he had never met before, and a deep-seated spirit of emulation to whom he was inclined to treat rather originate this peculiarity. Phreno- magisterially upon nautical subjects, at logists might resolve it by supposing the same time that the stranger was the organ of the love of approbation to equally inclined to assume the high predominate in our Irish craniums, and hand over him, till at last the newit may be so ; but as I am not in the comer made a regular out-break by least a metaphysician and very little of exclaiming, “ Ah tare-an-ouns, lave a phrenologist, I leave those who aff your balderdash, Mr. O'Reirdon, by choose, to settle the point in question, the powdhers o' war its enough, so it quite content with the knowledge of is, to make a dog bate his father, to hear the fact with which I started, viz :- the you goin an as if you wor Curlumberus unwillingness of an Irishman to be out or Sir Crustyphiz Wran, whin ivery one done. This spirit, it is likely, may knows the divil a farther you iver wor, sometimes lead men into ridiculous nor ketchin' crabs or drudgin' oysters.” positions ; but it is equally probable, “Who towld you that, my Watherthat the desire of surpassing one another ford wondher?" rejoined Barny,“ what has given birth to many of the noblest the dickens do you know about sayactions and some of the most valuable farin' farther nor fishin' for sprats in a inventions ; let us, therefore, not fall bowl with your grandmother?” out with it.
“ Oh, baithershin,” says the stranger. Now, having vindicated the motive “ And who made you so bowld with of my countrymen, I will prove the my name ?" demanded O'Reirdon. total absence of national prejudice in so “ No matther for that,” said the doing, by giving an illustration of the stranger,“ but if you'd like for to know, ridiculous consequences attendant upon shure its your cousin Molly Mullins this Hibernian peculiarity.
knows me well, and maybe I don't Barny O'Reirdon was a fisherman of konw you and your's as well as the Kinsale, and a heartier fellow never mother that bore you, aye, in throth ; hauled a net nor cast a line into deep and shure I know the very thoughts o' water : indeed Barny, independently of you as well as if I was inside o' you, being a merry boy among his com- Barny O'Reirdon.” panions, a lover of good fun and good • By my cowl thin you know better whiskey, was looked up to, rather, by his thoughts than your own, Mr. Whipperrother-fishermen, as an intelligent fel- snapper, if that's the name you go by.” low, and few boats brought more fish “No its not the name I go by ; I've to market than Barny O'Reirdon's; his as good a name as your own, Mr. opinien on certain points in the craft was O’Reirdon, for want of a betther, and considered law, and in short, in his own that's O'Sullivan. little community, Barny was what is “ Throth there's more than there's commonly called a leading man. Now, good o' them,” said Barny. your leading man is always jealous in “ Good or bad, I'm a cousin o' your an inverse ratio to the sphere of his own twice removed by the mother's side.” influence, and the leader of a nation is “ And is it the Widda O'Sullivan's less incensed at a rival's triumph, than boy you'd be that's left this, come Canthe great man of a village. If we dlemas four years ?” pursue this descending scale, what a
“ The same.” desperately jealous person the oracle of Throth thin you might know bet
ther manners to your eldhers, though “ Well and what was he the betther I'm glad to see you, anyhow, agin; but o' having more prate than a Scotcha little thravellin' puts us beyant our
man ?" asked the other. selves sometimes," said Barny, rather Why,” answered Kelly's friend, “I contemptuously.
think it stands to rayson that the man “ Throth I niver bragged out o'my- that done out the Scotch steward ought self yit, and its what I say that a man to know somethin' more about farmin' that's only a fishin' aff the land all his than Mickee Coghlan.” life has no business to compare in the · Augh! don't talk to me about regard o'thracthericks wid a man that knowing,” said the other, rather conhas sailed to Fingal.”
temptuously. “ Sure I gev in to you This silenced any further argument that he has a power o'prate, and the on Barny's part. Where Fingal lay gift o' the gab, and all to that. I own was all Greek to him ; but unwilling to to you that he has the the-o-ry and the admit his ignorance, he covered his che-mis-thery, but he has not the craps. retreat with the usual address of his Now the man that has the craps, is the countrymen, and turned the bitterness
man for my money." of debate into the cordial flow of con “ You're right, my boy” said O'Reirgratulation at seeing his cousin again. don, with an approving thump of his
The liquor was freely circulated, and brawny fist on the table, “ its a little the conversation began to take a dif- talk goes far—doin' is the thing." ferent turn, in order to lead from that “Ah, yiz may run down larnin' if yiz which had nearly ended in quarrel like,” said the undismayed stickler for between O'Reirdon and his relation. theory versus practice, " but larnin' is
The state of the crops, county cess, a fine thing, and sure where would the road jobs, &c. became topics, and world be at all only for it, sure where various strictures as to the utility of the would the staymers (steam boats) be, latter were indulged in, while the merits only for larnin'?" of the neighbouring farmers were can “ Well,” said O'Reirdon, “and the vassed.
divil may care if we never seen them, “ Why thin,” said one, " that field I'd rather dipind an wind and canvass o whate o' Michael Coghlan, is the any day than the likes o'them. What finest field o’ whate mortial eyes was are they good for, but to turn good ever set upon-divil the likes iv it my- sailors into kitchen maids, all as one, self ever seen far or near.”
bilin' a big pot o'wather and oilin' their “ Throth thin sure enough,” said fire-irons, and throwin' coals an the fire. another," it promises to be a fine crap Augh! thim staymers is a disgrace to anyhow, and myself cant help thinkin' the say; they're for all the world like it quare, that Mickee Coghlan, that's a ould fogies, smokin' from mornin' till plain spoken, quite (quiet) man, and night and doin' no good.” simple like, should have finer craps
“ Do you call it doing no good to go Pether Kelly o’the big farm beyant, fasther nor ships iver wint before?" that knows all about the great saycrets “Pooh! sure Solomon,queen o’Sheba o'the airth, and is knowledgeable, to a said there was time enough forall things." degree, and has all the hard words that “ Thrue for you,” said O'Sullivan, iver was coined at his finger's ends.” "fair and aisy goes far in a day,” is a
“ Faith be has a power o' blasthogue good ould sayin'." about him sure enough,” said the former “ Well maybe you'll own to the imspeaker, “ if that could do him any good, provemint they're makin' in the harbour but he isn't fit to howld a candle to Mi- o' Howth, beyant in Dublin, is some chael Coghlan in the regard o' farmin'.” good.”
Why, blur an agers” rejoined the We'll see whether it ’ill be an imupholder of science,“ sure he met the provement first,” said the obdurate Scotch steward that the Lord beyant O’Reirdun. has, one day, that I hear is a wondher Why man alive sure you'll own ful edicated man, and was brought over it's the greatest o’good, it is takin' up here to show us all a patthern-well, the big rocks out o' the bottom o' the Pether Kelly met him one day, and by harbour.” gor he discoorsed him to that degree “ Well, an' where's the wondher o' that the Scotch chap hadn't a word left that ? sure we done the same here." in his jaw.”
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