Part 10 (1/2)
It was in vain that his wife used every argument to induce him to relinquish such practices; the only reply he was in the habit of making, was a good-humored slap on the back and a laugh, saying,
”'That's it, Honor; sure and isn't that the Magraths, all over, that would let the manest spalpeen that ever chewed cheese thramp upon them, without raising a hand in their own defence; and I don't blame you for being a coward, seeing that you have their blood in your veins--not but that there ought to be something betther in you, afther all; for it's the M'Karrons, by your mother's side, that had the good dhrop of their own in them, anyhow--but you're a Magrath out and out.'
”'And, Denis,' Honor would reply, 'it would be a blessed day for the parish, if all in it were as peaceable as the same Magraths. There would be no sore heads, nor broken bones, nor fighting, nor slas.h.i.+ng of one another in fairs and markets, when people ought to be minding their business. You're ever and always at the Magraths, bekase they don't join you agin the Caseys or the Orangemen, and more fools they'd be to make or meddle between you, having no spite agin either of them; and it would be wiser for you to be _sed_ by the Magraths, and _red_ your hands out of sich ways altogether. What did ever the Murphys do to sarve you or any of your family, that you'd go to make a great man of yourself fighting for them? Or what did the poor Caseys do to make you go agin the honest people? Arrah, bad manners to me, if you know what you're about, or if _sonse_ (* Good Luck) or grace can ever come of it; and mind my words, Denis, if G.o.d hasn't said it, you'll live to rue your folly for the same work.'
”At this Denis would laugh heartily. 'Well said, Honor _Magrath_, but not _Kelly_, Well, it's one comfort that our childher aren't likely to follow your side of the house, any way. Come here, Lanty; come over, acushla, to your father! Lanty, ma bouchal, what 'ill you do when you grow a man?”
”'I'll buy a horse of my own to ride on, daddy.'
”'A horse, Lanty! and so you will, ma bouchal; but that's not it--sure that's not what I mane, Lanty. What 'ill you do to the Caseys?”
”'Ho, ho! the Caseys! I'll bate the blackguards wid your blackthorn, daddy!'
”'Ha, ha, ha! that's my stout man, my brave little soger! _Wus dha lamh avick!_--give me your hand, my son! Here, Nelly,' he would say to the child's eldest sister, 'give him a brave whang of bread, to make him able to bate the Caseys. Well, Lanty, who more will you leather, ahagur?'
”'All the Orangemen; I'll kill all the Orangemen!'
”This would produce another laugh from the father, who would again kiss and shake hands with his son, for these early manifestations of his own spirit.
”'Lanty, ma bouchal,' he would say, 'thank G.o.d, you're not a _Magrath_; 'tis you that's a _Kelly_, every blessed inch of you! and if you turn out as good a _buillagh balthah_ as your father afore you, I'll be contint, avour-neen!'
”'G.o.d forgive you, Denis,' the-wife would reply, 'it's long before you'd think of larning him his prayers, or his cateehiz, or anything that's good! Lanty, agra, come over to myself, and never heed what that man says; for, except you have some poor body's blessing, he'll bring you to no good.'
”Sometimes, however, Kelly's own natural good sense, joined with the remonstrances of his wife, prevailed for a short time, and he would withdraw himself from the connection altogether; but the force of habit and of circ.u.mstances was too strong in him, to hope that he could ever overcome it by his own firmness, for he was totally dest.i.tute of religion. The peaceable intervals of his life were therefore very short.
”One summer evening I was standing in my own garden, when I saw a man galloping up towards me at full speed. When he approached, I recognized him as one of the Murphy faction, and perceived that he was cut and bleeding.
”'Murphy,' said I, 'What's the matter!'
”'Hard fighting, sir,' said he, 'is the matter. The Caseys gathered all their faction, bekase they heard that Denis Kelly has given us up, and they're sweeping the street wid us. I'm going hot foot for Kelly, sir, for even the very name of him will turn the tide in our favor. Along wid that, I have sent in a score of the Duggans, and, if I get in Denis, plase G.o.d we'll clear the town of them!'
”He then set off, but pulled up abruptly, and said,
”'Arrah, Mr. Darcy, maybe you'd be civil enough to lind me the loan of a sword, or bagnet, or gun, or anything that way, that would be sarviceable to a body on a pinch?'
”'Yes!' said I, 'and enable you to commit murder? No, no, Murphy; I'm sorry it's not in my power to put a final stop to such dangerous quarrels!'
”He then dashed off, and in the course of a short time I saw him and Kelly, both on horseback, hurrying into the town in all possible haste, armed with their cudgels. The following day, I got my dog and gun, and sauntered about the hills, making a point to call upon Kelly. I found him with his head tied up, and his arm in a sling.
”'Well, Denis,' said I, 'I find you have kept your promise of giving up quarrels!'
”And so I did, sir,' said Denis; 'but, sure you wouldn't have me for to go desart them, when the Caseys war three to one over them? No; G.o.d be thanked, I'm not so mane as that, anyhow. Besides, they welted both my brothers within an inch of their lives.'
”'I think they didn't miss yourself,' said I.
”'You may well say they did not, sir,' he replied: 'and, to tell G.o.d's truth, they thrashed us right and left out of the town, although we rallied three times, and came in agin. At any rate, it's the first time for the last five years that they dare go up and down the street, calling out for the face of a Murphy, or a Kelly; for they're as bitter now agin us as agin the Murphys themselves.'
”'Well, I hope, Denis,' I observed, 'that what occurred yesterday will prevent you from entering into their quarrels in future. Indeed, I shall not give over, until I prevail on you to lead a quiet and peaceable life, as the father of a rising family ought to do.'
”'Denis,' said the wife, when I alluded to the children, looking at him with a reproachful and significant expression--'Denis, do you hear that!--the father of a family, Denis! Oh, then, G.o.d look down on that family; but it's--Musha, G.o.d bless you and yours, sir,' said she to me, dropping that part of the subject abruptly; 'it's kind of you to trouble yourself about him, at all at all: it's what them that has a better right to do it, doesn't do.'
”'I hope,' said I, 'that Denis's own good sense will show him the folly and guilt of his conduct, and that he will not, under any circ.u.mstances, enter into their battles in future. Come, Denis, will you promise me this?'