And Here Was The Poor Cripple Boy That His Reverence Was So Good To,
&C., &C., &C., In Endless File.
Nothing kept this over-dose of "my lady" from going to my head like
Innishowen poteen, but the slenderness of my purse.
Determined at last,
warned by my fast-collapsing _portmonnaie_, to refuse to see any
more deputations and keep ben-the-house strictly. A cry arose that
Captain Dopping and his body-guard, on evictions bent, were coming up
the hill. I rushed out, mounted a ditch of sods for one more look at the
little tyrant of their fields. As I stood shading my eyes with my hand
and looked across at the dreaded agent, a plaintive "my lady," bleated
out at my side, drew my eyes down. It was a woman; she did not speak any
more, but looked, and that look drew out my fast collapsing purse. I
walked slowly into the house, determined to escape from the hills while
I had the means left of escaping.
XI.
THE JAUNTING CAR - SCENERY IN DONEGAL - MOUNTAIN PASTURES - A VISIT TO
GLENVEIGH CASTLE.
I have returned to pleasant Ramelton, and will write my visit to
Glenveigh Castle from here. This town will always be a place of
remembrance to me on account of the Christian kindness, sympathy,
encouragement and counsel which I have received in it.
It was my great good fortune to get an introduction to Mr. and Miss
McConnell, a brother and sister, who are merchants in this place.
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